Is forever a myth??

CHAPTER 3 INBOX 786 ‘Why didn’t you tell me that you were going to meet my bhabhi,’ Kavya kicked me. We were in Mumbai for some official work. ‘You were sleeping when I left,’ I replied, I had a cup of coffee in my left hand and held a piece of bread in my mouth. ‘You asshole,’ she kicked again on my back…quite hard this time. ‘Stop it. Now I have to send these reports.’ ‘Baby, it’s 8.00 p.m.’ ‘Yes, I know, but I have to go to Delhi this Friday so I have to send these. Now don’t disturb me for two hours,’ I said, turning back to my laptop. ‘Yes, yes, do your work, else Neha will feel bad.’ She tried to pull my leg. ‘It’s official not personal. By the way, Neha is married and she is your manager, too,’ I smiled at her. ‘Fuck off, man. I’ve seen those party photographs in which it looked like she was completely all over you…,’ she said. ‘That was a group photograph and she was standing just behind me not “falling all over” me…’ I laughed. She stood up and said, ‘I’m wor...

CHAPTER 2 More Than ‘Just Friends’ We were in the office for the final submission of the documents and reports we made so far. To our surprise, Aakriti, our dealing partner, was the same girl with whom Varun was in love with. We saw her photograph earlier that day but it wasn’t that much clear but we can have an vivid idea that it was her. Aakriti, a perfect girl with blue eyes and green flecks in the irises. A kind expression, pretty smile, pink lips—those were enough to make anybody go crazy. Her curves were enough to entice all the men in the morning when she entered the bay. Her cute face was pretty as if she had been made only to support such a perfect structure. Yes, the moles on her neck, just below her right ear, always made her different from other girls…three moles in a triangle had made her famous in the office. ‘Aakriti, I heard you teach French part time. Is that true?’ I asked her as we sit in her cabin. ‘Yes.’ Aakriti answered. Though Varun had no interes...

SEQUEL TO THE CRUSH OF MY LIFE          IS FOREVER A MYTH??? . ......Or Does It Really Exist? To the eternal bond that we share Zindagi ko badalne me waqt nahi lagta, Par kabhi kabhi waqt ko badalne me zindagi lag jati hai!! DEDICATED TO MY CRUSH. If this story isn’t for her, Then this story wouldn’t be. Prologue W e all have that one person in our lives in whose absence our existence seems utterly meaningless. For some people, that person is a friend—a family you choose instead of being forced into liking. No matter how much you argue with your friends over little things, ultimately you love them for exactly who they are. None of those petty, expensive gifts or sweet words mean anything if one can’t appreciate the little things that matter. Varun was lucky enough to have the best of both: a friend to live for and a love to di...