Balcony Love

If there is no Romeo and Juliet might be balcony’s have never played a great role in love stories. Well being Mumbai girl standing in a balcony is like you are trying to breathe and in some moments u realize its better to breathe inside the house. Busy Roads, Beeping horns mmm.. well it irritates me. But I live on the fifth floor where sun rays directly came into my room from that balcony. I never thought to cover up with curtain cause without curtain it give me a filmy look. I love to work sitting out there.

I am Natasha Ramchandani from Delhi but I got selected as the editor in TOI of Mumbai so I am living here alone. My work is to improve other people work as I love to read.

‘Hi Natasha, Good morning. Rohan want to see you’ Maggie called up.

She is the receptionist and appointed with me so we were best friend.

‘Anything serious?’ I asked

‘I don’t know. Well all the best’

Well Rohan is the CEO of this company as well as my best friends. He is the only guy I love to talk but when he is in office He’s fully professional.

‘May I come in sir?’ I knocked the door.

‘Natasha, Yeah sure I was waiting for you. Please Have sit’

I took a sit ‘Yes’

‘Umm.. Natasha being a fabulous editor this this time I want you to write something. I want you to start a new column in the TOI. Talking about the practical story and discussing a social issues. If you are getting what I mean?’

‘Are you serious?’ I asked.

‘Yes’ He replied.

I was looking for this opportunity from last few months. Whenever me and Rohan went out for dinner I always use to say him.

I jumped with happiness and Hugged him. He said ‘Natasha relax we are in office right now’.

I took a step back and with shyness I took my hair backside of the ear. And smiled.

As I was walking out the door he called my Name ‘Natasha?’

I turned back ‘Yes?’

‘If you are free tonight can we go for dinner tonight?’ He asked.

‘Well yes. Did I ever say no to you?’

He smiled. And I left.

We both have been many time times together So I dressed up as usual.

I entered the restaurant. He was sitting there. In the perfect suit. Many of the time he directly use to came for meeting so I didn’t asked for the reason of his dress.

‘Hi’ I greeted him.

‘Hi, Looking good’ It was the first time he said this to me.

‘Are you ok Rohan?’

‘Yeah! It’s a big celebration day.’

‘Hmm. Thanks to you.’ And we cheered our champion glasses.

We got drunk that night. We laughed together. We dance together.

‘Natasha, come I leave you home.’

I smiled and sit in his car.

I asked him ‘Come in for a drink’

He was standing in my balcony I played a sweet music. I made a drink for him and for myself, both. And went out in balcony.

‘Natasha, I never knew world can be so beautiful. And you know what makes it more beautiful, its you.’

I give a finch of smile. We both look deeply in each other eyes. He moves close to me. Even I can’t resist his breath I closed my eyes and That balcony become a part of my love story.

We both started spending time together. We both become a life to each other.

After few months. At the awards ceremony..

‘And the award for the best column goes to…’

Rohan and I was sitting together. I was holding his hand tightly..

And the name announced.. ‘Natasha Ramchandani’

I Looked towards Rohan kissed him tight and then went to take up my award.

When everyone is congratulating me, a voice came behind from me.. ‘That’s a great technique took your boss in control and here you go.’ That was the first time. Rohan hold my hand and said let it go.

But the things keep happening like that to me in everyday routine. Peon to a the company’s director keep saying it to me. Out of that I went in Rohan cabin. I threw my file on his desk with anger. And said ‘I want to leave this job.’

 Rohan stood up ‘What?! I worked on you not like that. Because of few people you want to leave this job?’

‘What should I do then? The way people look at me makes me frustrated Rohan. I am not a bloody slut.’

He slapped me. I got on my knees. He came on his knees too. Hugged me and said ‘Natasha, You mean a world to me. I can’t let you go. I worked hard for my position in this job I cant even let it go too.’

‘But I can’t work here. I need to go. This is my Resignation. I am going back to Delhi. Mom dad wants me to get married now. I am sorry!’

I ran from there.

Week passed by but Rohan never called neither He came to see me. I was finished up with my packing. Standing in the same balcony thinking what I have lost and what I have earned. I took a deep breath and said ‘I miss you Rohan’

‘I missed you too doll’ It was a voice of Rohan. I turned around but no one was there. Gate was locked.

‘Oye! Miss Dumbs. I am here’

‘Oh my god! Rohan Why are you hanging on the pipe?’

‘Cause I didn’t find any other way to say sorry. You wanted a Romeo Juliet. So I created one for you.’

I smiled like an idiot. ‘Stupid! Give me your hand’ I pulled him in.

With that puppy face he said ‘sorry!’

And this time I moved close to him to kiss.

He said ‘ If you are there in my life everything is interesting. Everything worth it. But I can’t lose you. The week without you is No no. I can’t imagine. I don’t want anything what I want is only you. We’ll both together create a new world.’

We both hugged each other tightly. He kissed my forehead. And one more balcony become dedicated to a love story.

P.S. Love is between a two people not between a whole world. People you truly wants to be together.

Love Story to be Killed (26/11)

‘Good Morning My dear hubby! Get up. Here is you tea.’ I whispered in his ears.

‘Mmm.. Good morning shona.’ He replied.

We were just married.Living in Melbourne. Cause Prithvi has his job here. Basically Prithivi belongs from New Delhi. But we are happy here. Its an arranged marriage but it didn't took me a minute too fall in love with him.

We had our tea together as we decided on our engagement the every night and the every morning we both will be together.

‘Prithivi, I think I should look out for job here. I get bore sitting alone here.’

‘But Sanya, I’ll earn for you and you shop for me and yourself. How are ideal.’ He put his head on my lap.

I move my hand through his hair. ‘Mmm.. But still.’

‘If you feel so. Then and ok. And if you need any help I’ll be there’ He replied.

‘Yes sir. But Now,get up and get ready for office. I make up your breakfast’

‘Ok Memsab as per your wish.’ He replied.

 I was cooking his breakfast while he came from behind and hugged me.

And whispered in my ears ‘Baby! What if I don’t go office today and spend my whole day with you.’

‘Ok. But why will you that?’ I asked.

‘Cause you are the most beautiful wife of mine and I have to leave for India tomorrow. I have a meeting in Mumbai.’

I turned my in anger‘What? And you saying it now? You going alone?’

‘No sanya! I’ll be leaving you at Delhi and then going for Mumbai meeting. Cause mom want us to be there for sometime and I can’t get any other best opportunity than this.’

‘That Nice idea. But why can’t I come Mumbai with you?’

‘Because for Mumbai only one person package is there.’ He said by making a cute lil puppy face.

I kissed on his forehead and said ‘Ok baby!’

Suddenly his phone rang up. ‘It is from office. I come back in minute’

I arranged our breakfast on table.

He came back and said‘Sanya there is a very important meeting So I have to leave baby. You start packing. As soon as I’ll reach home we’ll go for shopping and buy gifts for everyone. And for you my dear wify’ He pulled me close ‘I have a very special dinner planned for you.’ And kisses me tight.

He left after doing breakfast together. I packed my bags got ready for him in Special Red dress.Only earring which Prithvi bought up for me on our first night. He always pampered me. He kept my happiness first than him. I didn’t even get to know when I fall for him. I love him more than my life.

And the door bell ringed. ‘Welcome home Baby!’

‘How was your meeting?’ I asked.

‘It was good. And you look beautiful. So, You are ready?’

I give a sweet smile.He got freshen up in 5 minutes. And we gone for shopping first and then for the dinner Prithvi arranged for me. It was near a sea coat Candles and the perfect smell of roses. And the most beautiful part it was only me and him on the coast. We danced that night We smiled together. We laughed together. We loved each other together.

We had a flight at 5in morning.

We boarded a same plane. It has a first stop at Delhi and then Mumbai. And I keeping hold his hand there was something in my heart that was pinching me. And when flight was about to land I said ‘Take care of yourself baby! And Please come soon I’ll be waiting’ I kiss his forehead and leave.

I went at my In-laws home.

At evening I was sitting with my Mother-In-law. Suddenly Raj (Prithvi younger brother) came running in my room. ‘Bhabhi, there was a attack in Mumbai. Terrorist attacked in the Hotel Taj.’

I was broken as it was the same Hotel were Prithvi was living. I saw his missed called on my cell.I kept on trying his number and in my heart I kept praying to God. Every minute passing by the Terror of attack was increasing. Mom got a heart attack. She was in ICU. And I was broken. And the another morning a name of a Victims came in a news paper. Prithivi was there. It wasn’t even a month passed by and My love was killed. I can’t that day 26/11. The day was cursed. And so I lost you.

Sanya was admitted in Mental asylum after this incident. Prithvi mother got a major Heart attack and she died.

P.S. The Mumbai 26/11attack doesn’t only take people lives but it took away some people’s hope.There love. There children. There mother or Their parents. God protect us from the evil spirit and try to help us to make this place a better to live.

Devotion

Its almost been7years. But I still cant forget the time when she came to live in ourNeighborhood. I must be in 8^th class at that time. Her smile and hergenerous nature just take my everything in her one look. My mom went in theirhouse and so did I. ‘Hi, I am Ehsaas’ I introduced myself. ‘Hi I am Neha’ andso she replied with that shyness in her eyes and that smile I was all about todie.

I use to live in asmall town near Rajasthan ‘Barmer’. We use to have one school in that Town. Soshe didn’t have any other option than to take admission in my school. And so Iuse to look out for her. I use to go at her home like its My family. Neha momuse to be very generous to me.

During winter shecalled me up ‘Ehsaas, Its dark at 7am. So take care of Neha she’ll go with youthese days.’ Well, Yes I was on cloud 9. And from that time I get to know moreabout her. More that about her eye or smile. Being one of the most richestfamily she use to adopt very simple nature. The way she think about the world.The way she thinks about the people. She became my life from then.

Then God keepblessing me with her. The Sports teacher made me a coach of a girl’s Kho kho teamin which Neha was also there. I can’t resist her. Her smell is still there inmy though. But till then Neha didn’t know my views about her. One day, Idecided to let her know about my feeling.

‘Hi, Neha’ I greetedher in the school.

‘Hi, Ehsaas. How areyou?’ She asked.

I replied ‘I am fine.I need your help Neha. Can you give your notes? Actually I was absent’

She answered ‘Yeah Sure. And If you have any doubt just let me know’

‘Ok. Thank you’.

I kept a note aboutmy feelings with My number in her note book. While returning back. I said ‘Neha,I have a problems so I wrote it in a piece of paper. So, Please help me.’ And Ireturned home. After the restless waiting of 8 days My phone finally rang upwith pleasure. On call she asked ‘Can we meet?’ her voice was slow not likealways. I replied ‘Yes’

And the day came whenshe become Mine. What all I have dreamt of. She was mine. And one year of ourrelationship was about to complete. It was final exam of 11^th weregoing on. When Neha reached home. She got a call from his Uncle’s son Vijay. Heproposed her. Neha was scared once she said No. She called me up to tell aboutthe whole thing I made her understand that it was completely ok. And wereturned to our normal way. Barmer is a very small town everyone knows abouteach other. Girl and boy can’t meet each other easily. If I wanted to talk to NehaI use to drive my bike and she use to drive her active parallel to each otherto talk.

Neha was returningback from tuition. As soon as she entered. Her dad was standing in front of her. He slapped her hard. We both knew one day that this day will come but neveraccepted so soon. He tortured her like her anything. Abused her. Mentallyharassed her. But all I knew she was mine Neha she’ll never give up on me. Shenever did. No more calls no more meetings. But more than this what tortured meis her smile wasn’t there. Her smile was disappeared. Her dad came at my home.‘You better control your son Mr. Singh otherwise I have my own ways ofcontrolling him. Yours and ours caste have a large difference.’ I wasn’t scaredfor me but I was scared for My life (Neha).

I stopped playingcricket cause whenever her dad saw me playing outside she use to beaten. Idecided to leave Barmer after my 12^th study and so did I.

We both knew from theheart that everything is over between us but no one had the guts to admit it orsay. As we both can’t bear the pain of our separation. She use to call me up somehow.I use to call her up somehow. But the God never helped us. I don’t know why hedidn’t. One more day When I was talking to her. Her mom get to know. Sheslapped her saying ‘It will be much better that we should have killed you atthat time only’. I was there on the call a tear rolled down from my eyes.

And the day came whenwe said to each other ‘Its over!.’ She took lot of promises from me. And I Justtook one to be happy. I said ‘Neha I am leaving you so you just remain happy.Just do that for me.’ And we both cried on call. That was the last time when Ilistened her voice. And from then she devoted her life for me like Radha and Idevoted mine for her smile.

Neha, Wherever you are I just hope you are happy. I know the way Ilove you. You love me more than that and life must be difficult for us withouteach other. But we are always together. Radha Krishan were the lover but theyweren’t together but world still name them together. Krishna was incompletewithout Radha. And so do I. But I am yours and your are mine. Your smell,Smile, eyes, yours simplicity are with me you are there in my heart and alwaysgoing to be. I have no words because something are just meant to be felt.

P.S. The story for my special friend.