My Friends ex girlfriend

It has been exhausting week for me. If you plan a week holiday in your hometown especially at the Diwali time, you will be exhausted. You need to plan holiday in advance, at least 3 month so you can get a reservation of your home town for a return journey, which generally is not case even if you miss it by one day. After reservation, the journey is also the most painful part because the Sleeper class seems to turn out a General class, you can’t move out of your seat as there will be no place to put you foot even in the train. Welcome to journey in the Indian railway in festivals.

I was in Allahabad waiting for my train; it was late for about 30 min. which for me was a normal time. I was looking at the platform number 1, I could see lots of familiar face. The station was full of people, I don’t how could so many people turn up to board the train. Thank god! I have the confirm seat, well the last time I say the waiting list it said 560 something. It is India anything can happen; here rules are less knows to people then Jugaad. Everybody tries to find her own jugaad to get seat in the train.

“Is this you, shaan”, somebody broke my thought process with her voice. I looked back at the direction of voice which just came from my back. She was standing there, smiling at me.

“Soz, what a pleasant surprise by you, It has been long time since school we have met”, I replied back to him in a warm manner. I look at her in a surprised manner, We shook our hand and I offered her seat with me to sit down. Let me tell you who Soz is, she was my best friend ex girlfriend that is the best how I can describe her. Other than that, we have been class mate in school for 2 years; she used to sit just behind me in the exams.  Our friendship was always has been of Hi and hello just because she was girlfriend of my best friend. I never liked her but never hated also, I was always natural to her. But after her breaking up with Salmaan, I hated her and never talked to her. But here she is in front of me and I don’t know how to react.

“So, Shaan what you have been doing these days”, she asked. I don’t know how to reply, I don’t want to talk much to him but somehow I replied to her, “Well as you know all commerce student case, Did my B. Com and after that just doing My MBA from Greater Noida college, what about you, where you have been. No news of yours after that ….”  I stopped; It has been 4 years of that incident but I still feel bad about that, I don’t know why?

“Well, shaan. I left the city and moved to Delhi after school you know, And just started to do CA. Right now I am doing my training and final exam preparation, just have no time to other thing at this time”, she replied with such an ease. She continued, “I have been seeing you updates on orkut and facebook, you did some good things in life and especially your music rocks big time, I became fan of you guitar playing”, she finished with her eyes looking at me and ever smiling face. What just she said, she followed up me on facebook on orkut. I have been so mean to her in last few years and yet she followed me. That was strange for me because I never wished her birthday wishes also.

“Well thanks for following up, you know I love the music as always but you never send me any request on facebook”. I replied to her. She said, “Well because I was not sure about that you will accept my request or not”. Her answer was so true, if she would have send request few years back I would have rejected it.

I continued, “So any one from school whom you are in touch with”. She replied, “Nops, I just not have been in touch with anyone. Even on facebook also there is no one added on my account”. She smiled after answering this question. She continued, “you should have been in touch with most of them I think, that has been your nature ever since from school to keep tracking you friend.”, I knew what she want to say. I replied, “Sort of you can say, just on facebook and orkut. Only few have been in touch with me over phone”.

A railway announcement broke our conversation, my train Shiv ganga has been again delayed for 30 min. it seems to me those kind of day, where all things are coming to be as unexpected.

“Well seems we have more time to talk, thank god we met otherwise It would have been hard to spend time in this station”, she given her opinion. I looked her at once and thought why someone could fall for her. She was not that beautiful, only her eyes seem to be so much expressive and her smile makes it more beautiful. Her hairstyle suites her more now, she was better in term of dressing and also her voice has become much sweeter since last time we talked. Wait a minute, am I falling for her. No, that can’t be possible. I can’t fall for my friend ex girlfriend.

“You hairstyle seems to suit you more now, shaan. And your eyes seems so intense now, I never noticed you have brown color eyes. It so much suited you.” she broke my thought again. She is flirting with me, or I am thinking too much on this matter. I was not able to decide with her wrong single and my mind still stuck in the past. I replied, “Well thanks; I think you are first one to compliment me about my eyes”.

It was becoming a strange night; I am talking to the same girl whom I used to hate few years ago. Life is so strange, I used to hate her, now I think she likes me or I like him. You should not be falling for your friend ex girlfriend, that can’t happen but why I can’t control myself.

“Ok shaan, look like my train has arrived so it my time to leave. It was nice meeting you again after a long time. Well take my phone number, so you can call me any time in Delhi”. After saying this she gave me her number and walked toward her train. I looked toward her and saved her number on my phone and send SMS on her phone.

My mind only had one question at that time can you fall for your friend ex Girlfriend?

I Am Heartless: A Real Confession

“This is not only a story rather it is real confession of a lover”

The story revolves around VIREN who is a day dreamer, an egoistic, a hopeless romantic and an attention seeker afflicted with a bizarre madness and arrogance engulfing him. It is the story of his life which encompasses love, dedication, eccentricity, friendship and overall his discovery of his true love and also the anguish of losing it due to his obstinacy and self-centeredness. It is a repertoire of moments coated with velvetiness of love and bruised by the thorns of betrayal. It highlights the situations which ultimately turn him into a devil, who wants to annihilate the whole world with his impiety, consequences being the least he cares about; and eventually loses his happiness, identity and even himself in this process.

I could neither speak in words, nor could ever write it down

The loneliness, the emptiness your absence left behind....

Those moments spent in the warmth of your cuddle Still linger in a cruel heart...... in a guilty mind!!!

Whenever I dream, I see you so tranquil Can I trace the reason of my going away and getting back never?

If by closing my eyes I see you happy sweetheart, I promise I shall close my eyes FOREVER!

About The Author
Vanit K. Bansal, born in Tohana (Haryana), is fond of reading, writing and composing stories since childhood. He earned his Masters degree from Kurukshetra University and was bestowed awards both at college and university level. He continues to nurture his dream of writing till today and has succeeded in giving shape to his thoughts in this book. As a voracious reader and an avid writer, his vision extends to the realm of social service too. In his own words, “I derive inspiration from India's former President, Prof. APJ Abdul Kalam.” At present, he is working with the State Bank of India in Delhi and loves to pen down his thoughts whenever he finds time.

You can get in touch with him at: vini14jan@gmail.com or find him on facebook and twitter. Website: www.iamheartless.in



Review of one reader of book:

After a long time I came across something original and fresh in the name of love. There has been numerous stories of chasing and finding one’s love but Vinit Bansal’s ‘I m heartless’ is different as it’s a story of finding one’s true love and then loosing it in ignorance. If finding a true love is a blessing then loosing a true love is equally catastrophic. Sometimes true love is just around but we fail to recognize it and by the time we acknowledge it...its too late. Words coated with deep felt emotions are spreading their fragrance throughout the novel and what makes it class apart is the honest treatment of events and characters. Protagonist of the novel, Viren, seems so real that anyone ends up finding a shade of his/her own self in his character. In other words it’s a deep psychological postmortem of present day youth which is often charged with aimlessness, confusion, wrong priorities, a lost generation but in essence a never understood generation. It peeps into the minds of new generation through its characters how they think, how they react in certain circumstance and how they take life. Vinit has successfully portrayed the damaging effects of guilt on a human heart.
Set in the backdrop of a university this another heart-touching campus novel proves that love naturally finds its place midst of books and pressure of exams. The awe-inspiring narrative is so beautifully encapsulated that any student can find the reflection of his/her own campus in the novel. The captivating plot didn’t allow me to leave the story for a second or third sitting. It needs to be gulp-down in one go to relish the intoxicating taste of love to the fullest. Hope this mix bag of velvetiness of love, true love, betrayal, hatred, guilt and innocence will keep thrilling the readers for long.

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