Felt a little suspicious and still I thought not to give more thoughts to it.
I used to be online most of the times as it was all new to me. After a week, Amit met me over chat. He told me he was from Delhi, nearby to place where I was. We started over usual conversation and soon it became a routine. We used to chat till late midnights most of the times. I used to sleep in my classes. We got to know everything about each other. Sometimes the chat would get dirty too. One day, he proposed me and said ‘I love you’. I was not sure on what to reply. With that unsure mind I agreed to his proposal.
The chats became longer and we used to discuss all wild things at hand. My love towards him grew deeper. One day I told him we shall meet and told him the location. He agreed instantaneously. The time was to meet at 5.00pm in the lotus temple. I was there at 4.30pm. I waited and waited and waited. I was there till night 8.30.pm. The phone number he had given me was switched off. I returned home and saw his account to be deleted. His email id was Fake! I was betrayed. Not single information he gave about him was true!
I was deeply carried away. It took me a lot of time to recover. I deleted my account. That Amit is this Sumit! I hope you understand what I would have been through”
Anwesha promised, “I will fix this Poorna!” and she immediately went to Sumit’s room.
Forty Four: Sumit as Amit
Anwesha went to Sumit’s room. Poorna followed her and hid behind the door as Anwesha entered the room. Sumit was sleeping. She woke him up. Sumit went “What?? at this midnight?”
Anwesha – “Sumit, I know you were not sleeping. Tell me the story. What’s it??”
Sumit – “What story? What are you talking about?”
Anwesha – “You think I have not seen it? The one between you and Poorna”
Sumit put his head down and was speechless
Anwesha – “Speak out you shameless!”
Sumit started, “It was few years ago. I don’t know exactly how long. I had opened my account on Orkut and I was all excited. I was so much excited that I also created a fake account with name “Amit” and started chatting with girls around.
One day around midnight 1.00 just before I could sleep I saw a profile created with name “Poorna”. I sent request and she immediately accepted. I liked her picture and slept off. She was very good looking. Then I got busy with my exams. A week later I logged in with my fake account. Poorna was on-line and I started the chat. She was from Delhi and I was thousands of kilo-meter away from her. Apart from my picture, everything else in that account was fake one. I was least bothered to chat anything as I was pretty sure I would not meet her anyways.
We started over usual conversation and soon it became a routine. We used to chat till late midnights most of the times. I even bunked few classes because of late night chats. We got to know everything about each other. Sometimes the chat would get dirty too. One day, I proposed her and said ‘I love you’. I was not sure on what she would reply. Luckily she said yes. I was never serious when I said it. It was all time pass to me.
The chats became longer and we used to discuss all wild and dirty things. After that we never spoke about love. It was only likes. One day she asked me to meet at lotus temple. I was sure, being so far I could not meet her. I did not even know where and what is lotus temple. I decided this is the best time to end this conversation. To be away from consequences I deleted that account and created another fake account. I was young and stupid. I forgot everything and moved on.”
Anwesha slapped him. Twice. Really bad. Out of all the anger.
Forty Five: The Regrets
Poorna entered the room. She slapped Sumit as well and said, “You moved on Amit. I did not. You were my first love. I have cried and cried for nights. I could not say it to anyone. Not even to my sister. I only thing I did was to trust you. You ended it bad. You could have kept it real and saved the tears for me. All the information you gave was fake one. I searched and searched for you looking at all the accounts.”
Poorna started crying loudly. Anwesha was consoling her. Sumit was in his worst condition. Poorna then pointed her shoulders, showed and said, “Amit, see here! I had even got a tattoo on your name. I was deeply and madly in love. I did not know how stupid I was. I wanted to show you as a surprise at our first meet. I trusted you Amit. I went through that pain to get the tattoo the day before we were supposed to meet. I was blind. I was blind. I was stupid. Every day, till today I am scared if someone looks at that tattoo and asks what was it? What would I reply to the one whom I may get married in future?”
Sumit was over taken by guilt. He had never imagined that his mistake would grow so big and huge and put him in this worst condition. For him, then, it was not even a mistake. But now it was standing like a huge grown tree! It looked like it’s too late to resolve with any kind of solution. He could never take back what had happened.
Anwesha looked at both of them and said, “We are here for Purvi’s marriage. Let us not bring it down. You both have to promise me that you will forget everything and behave like complete strangers. Enjoy every moment and be happy for Purvi. Once we move out from here, you both make a call and resolve the issue. Talk it out and settle. I know it’s difficult but it’s not impossible. I have planned few surprises to Purvi and it can work well only if you both join me. ”
After a long silence, Anwesha took both of their hands and took their promise and they both agreed.
Forty Six: The Marriage
It was zero hours left for the big day. Aakash, Anwesha, Sumit and Poorna were invisible for few hours. They had planned a surprise wedding gift. It was the most expected day for Mohit and Purvi. It was the dream wedding. There were thousands of people gathered.
Mohit was dressed in white and red,
Waiting for Purvi, eager to wed.
The eyes were searching for the sight,
Thinking of all the future bright.
Purvi matched the white and red,
More eager was she to wed.
Purvi looked like a princess,
For she was going to lock her prince.
The rituals banded the life together,
The promises made to be forever.
The blessings reached the sky,
Couples were ready to fly.
Purvi said to Mohit,
It started with sharing my feelings,
When I was “okay” for all your “yes”!
You were the lyrics for all my tunes &
I am the rhythm for all your beats
Now I am ready to share my life
And I am “yes” to all your “Okay”
Mohit was no lesser in competition. He presented,
The days were pleasant, now they are more.
Just like the sun adding beauty to Sea shore.
The days were great, now they seem fantastic,
You can always pull more when life is elastic.
The days seemed live, now they look lovely,
Everything is ready, like for kick start newly.
I have got a hundred reasons to rejoice,
For my life brings a life partner.
It was one lovely day!
Forty Seven: The New Journey
Mohit and Purvi were about to start their new journey of life. Everyone was presenting gifts as the token of love. There was also a special gift ready. Poorna, Anwesha, Sumit and Aakash had been to locality, advertised about the cultural and arts school and had got 20 admissions.
They presented it to the couple. It was the best gift to start over. They thanked all the four from heart and hugged them. The school was starting next month. The day had mixed emotions all over. Purvi’s parents were happy. So were Mohit’s.
Mohit and Purvi waved their hands to all and left for their honeymoon to Paris. It was a fortnight trip.
Poorna packed her bags and left to her home with her parents. Before she left, Sumit went to her and said “I will see you soon”
r /> Aakash, Anwesha and Sumit started their journey pack to Pune via Delhi. On the way Sumit told everything to Aakash. They both discussed over the matter and came with best possible way of resolving the problem Sumit had created.
Everyone else packed their luggage’s and started the journey back. Things were definitely not the same as they had started or supposed to be. Aakash and Anwesha were planning on their wedding date. Sumit had his own different plans. It was all starting a new journey.
Forty Eight: Officially Amit
It was a week after marriage. Poorna’s door bell rang and she opened the door. Sumit was standing with his parents. Sumit’s dad stepped ahead and said, Poorna, I am here with my wife and my son, “Amit”.
Poorna did not know how to respond. She welcomed them inside and called her parents. They all sat together in hall. Sumit’s dad said, “I think Amit will speak the rest.”
Sumit said, “Poorna, I could not think of a better way of resolving what I had done. I officially got my name changed to Amit, on certificates and all the official documents that I am responsible for. I want to be the same Amit whom you used to chat with. Give me a chance to prove myself good. I will make sure that for all the pain I gave you, I want to make it up by giving double the happiness.”
Amit asked Poorna, “Will you marry me!??”
Poorna’s mother and father were worried as they had no clue on what is happening. Poorna explained everything. Poorna’s dad said, “Poorna,