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Saturday, August 22, 2015

Social Networking Sites: Love Net (Part -3)

The following story will be displayed here in three parts - 

Part-1 (Published on  8 August, 2015)

Part-2(Published on 16 August, 2015)

Part-3

Part-4 (To be Published on 30 August, 2015)

http://ambikanworld.com/shopping.htm

“Oh, My God! It’s the last day of her stay here. How would I reach Gateway of India ? It’s so fussy out on the roads.” Somehow Aryan reached there and searched for her soulmate but all was in vain. So, he sat panting under a tree, perspiring profusely and closed his eyes. Suddenly he heard some laughter behind himself. He turned back to enquirer who was there. But found none. Just then someone closed his eyes from behind. He was axed to touch the spongy fingers. He caught hold of the hands firmly and turned back only to see his ‘Diva’.
    A few years have passed and Aryan still rejuvenates the past golden moments come dancing before his eyes and he stares at Jennifer smiling who he married soon after and now they both have a beautiful baby out of their wed look.
    Similarly, Mr. Vaidymathan, an old man of seventy , now a retired custom officer reminds his past glorious life when he always attracted the eyes of people wherever he went. He had two sons and two daughter who are happily married now and are so much busy in their life-nets that they hardly find time to talk to this oldie who receives an alienated treatment in his own house (not home because home is always made of human ingredients filled with humane spirits). He found himself lonely as his wife had also left him five years ago when she died of cancer leaving him all alone. Now not only his children but grand children had time for him . All were busy in themselves caring least for him. One day when Mr. Vaidya Nathan met one of his former colleagues in a park during morning walk. He looked rather hale and hearty and animated too. During their conversation, his friend told him that he had also been facing the similar treatment in his home particularly the aloofness created around himself but when he saw his grandchildren chatting online, he flushed with an idea of following the trend. He further told, “I learnt computer basics from an institute and started chatting on net. Now I have many friends of all age groups and when I feel bore, I chat with my friends and share my joys and sorrows with them.”

Saturday, August 15, 2015

Social Networking Sites:The Love Net (Part -2)

The following story will be displayed here in three parts - 

Part-1 (Published on  8 August, 2015)

Part-2

Part-3 (To be Published on 23 August, 2015)

Part-4 (To be Published on 30 August, 2015)

http://ambikanworld.com/shopping.htm

He went straight into his room and as he switched on the power of the computer, to his astonishment, the electricity failed. It was too much for him. He didn’t know what to do and felt like hitting his head against the wall but didn’t dare out of the fear, as also others might have smelled something, her mother called him for dinner but he refused to have anything saying he was not feeling hungry. He kept walking in his room, rubbing his hands, punching the wall in between and cursing the Electricity Department. It was around 2 O’clock at night when the power resumed. Aryan had not winked his eyes perhaps till then. He jumped from his bed as if he had got everything in his life. He switched on the power and waited impatiently for the computer to turn on, and then the net to connect. Thanks heaven, nothing happened in contra this time as everything went right way. He checked his mail and to his ecstacy, it was there. What ? Guess, Of course, the reply from Jennifer. Her message read, “It’s rice to have someone, at last, who’s there to talk to me unhesitantingly though it’s my first mail to anyone.I am busy right now. Waiting to hean from you soon, bye!”
Aryan was again consternated and read the mail again and again turning the page down many a time in a bid to see something else written over or under there but it was to no avail. That night he tossed over his bed all night. He didn’t know why it was happening with him he had chatted with so many girls earlier but nothing happened of such sort. It was different this time. Something was blooming in his heart that was shimmering and occluding his mind too.

Next day, he wrote at length about himself, his family, his status and his job. Jennifer also replied in the same way likewise. The trend went on for many days. None expressed its feelings towards the other as if both were waiting for the other to go first. It was getting intolerable for Aryan to resist himself. One night, coming home from office, he opened the net, typed something and mailed it to Jennifer. For many days, then, he didn’t check his mail, or say, he couldn’t dare to do so. He knew why ? Actually that night he opened mail, spilling out all what he had in his heart for Jennifer. But negative feelings had cropped in thereafter and he could not muster courage to see the reply, thinking it might have been heart breaking . The feared kept haunting him for many days thereafter. However, keeping away from the mail was far more bantening. So, one day he opened the net and checked his mail. It had come the very next day and read, “I don’t know what to say, you are such a simpleton, have been chatting for quite a while, but have never been able to judge the feeling my heart beats express. Hey! Don’t take my words otherwise, my heart beat synchronously with yours likewise. I’ll visit India next week. If you want to spend a few moments with me, catch me. I am sending five photographs (of girls) including mine let’s see what you do and how you do. The rendezvous will be the same, Gateway of India, all the seven days. Bye!!!

Friday, August 7, 2015

Social Networking Sites:The Love Net (Part -1)

The following story will be displayed here in three parts - 

Part-1

Part-2 (To be Published on 16 August, 2015)

Part-3 (To be Published on 23 August, 2015)

Part-4 (To be Published on 30 August, 2015)

http://ambikanworld.com/shopping.htm
Aryan came back from his office exhausted  late  right. As he  stepped in, he got shocked  to hear voices coming from his elder brother’s room who had got married only six months before.  But there had been frequent quarrels and arguments between him and his wife. Aryan didn’t stop there but went to his parents. Mom, “what has happened now? You were quite sure about the match you have chosen from your distant relative? She is a prudent, highly qualified girl with modern out look? What’s now? Everything gone rubbish. Blurting out every thing and without bothering about this parents’ reply, he retired to his room. He changed his clothes, took his dinner and went to his bed. But like other days, he was not feeling sleepy. “Then why people are so crazy about arrange marriage? What’s the point in it? Why are parents so hell bent on these marriages?” He kept on blabbing and lost in slumber unintentionally. He worked in a Multi National Company and his job was too exhausting. He hardly had time for himself. Though he had a few friends in his office including female friends but he had never been serious with anyone. He was  an M.Tech and still kept studying. He was a habitual reader and had a thorough knowledge about national and worldwide affairs. He was very smart and handsome  guy and was always a center of attraction among girls wherever he went. However, he was losing interest in the mundane affairs. His domestic environment was spoiling his own life. Many offers had started pouring in for him for marriage soon after his brothers marriage and there was immense pressure on him from all near and dear ones but he was not prepared for that mentally as he had been feeling the tantrums of wedding bells in his home for a few months.
His parents also didn’t have courage  to persuade him either.
One day when Aryan was sitting on his P.C. and was busy in his work, he took a few minutes out. He cheeked his e-mail as usual. He found an e-mail. It didn’t related to his job. Instead it was from a twenty four year girl, Jennifer.  She was a school teacher in Singapore. She was looking for a friend with whom she could share her intrinsic and  extrinsic feelings. Aryan could not resist his temptation to chat with her, being unknown. His heart started beating fast. He forgot his work and wrote something about himself and sent to Jennifer. For the first time in his life he had strange feelings, his breathing rate increased abnormally. He waited eagerly for the reply and even couldn’t work whole heartedly in his office. He wanted to check his mail but did not get a chance. He wanted to get off quickly that day and waited for the last bell to go. But it was not destined so as an urgent meeting was fixed after office time and being at senior level he could not skip it. The meeting lasted for about two hours and he was not there all through the meeting but was anxiously waiting for his release. His colleague, Somya, who had always something for him, taunted amusingly at him as he had been constantly watching the time all the way through. As the meeting was over, he hurriedly got up from his seat rushed out of the sanctum and almost faltered in the way. Somya burst into laughter and others also followed her sensing something likewise. But Aryan didn’t stop to look back, instead he drove his car fast and jumped two red signals on the way.