What Went Wrong?

Post Type : Short Story

Genre : Fiction

He was in a boring class and as usual busy in teasing at last bench. The  professor  was extending his class even at the end of lecture. All the students were  waiting for lecture to get over and go for lunch. The class was about to end. Suddenly a girl  stood up with bunch of questions. Every one went furious on girl including him. First of all, how one could decode Professor’s words and secondly even  after decoding how one could dare to ask question at the end of his endless lecture.

He noticed it was a new face , pretty childish and innocent. She had joined the institute in spring session. Slowly they  became friends unknowingly.  Gradually their friendship was becoming deeper. They started sharing everything, used to talk in late  nights.

He realized that its time to say before its too late. He proposed her on last day of his semester. Luckily the answer was yes!!! Everything changed after that for them. They lived for one another. From morning till late night they used to be together. He gradually came to know that she was very shy and religious. He liked it very much. After all who would not love a girl who prays for him. Slowly college days came to an end. But she had to stay in college for 6 more months as she joined in spring.

He was worried for her, how she will live without him. It was the last day for the college. They decided to stay together along with all the friends that night. He was very sad as from next day, he wont be able to see her. They were playing cards. She was tired and caught a sleep. She was looking very pretty and innocent. He kissed her softly and she responded with a smile. It was the most romantic moment of his  life, but then he realized that he was getting carried away by emotions. He stopped himself at that moment. He couldn’t sleep for  the whole night and was  just looking at her pretty face. Finally they  parted for their destinations.

He joined his job and they were communicating through cell phones. After 6 months her degree got completed. Then one day she told him that she can’t continue their relationship as her parents will never allow. This broke everything inside him. He didn’t know how will he live without her. He tried to convince her but finally he gave up to see her happy.

He said to her , “Its ok. I will be happy even as ur friend. What matters to me is ur happiness.”  She didn’t call him for a month after that. He was constantly worried about her. How is she? Is she alright? He called her many times. She didn’t reply to his calls.

Finally one day she called and said, “I  hate you . I have never seen cheap person like you. You cheated me that night and ur intention were not right and this is the reason I am leaving you .” This shattered everything inside him. He tried his level best to convince her that what she thought was wrong, but she didn’t believe a word. Their  friends also tried to convince her a lot. All she said is that whatever he did was all  fake.

Even with all her hatred, he did whatever he could  do for her. He just wanted to see her happy. But she did not believe him. He still lives with her hatred. His heart is broken. He still asks a question to himself. “What went wrong?”. Can you answer?

Fight for Love

Post type : Short story

She was standing helpless near her punctured car on a highway. Two men coming in a car saw her and gave her lift in their car. After some introduction they were enjoying the journey towards city. They had become friends in such a small time. She was feeling attracted to the guy who was driving the car.

She couldn’t stop thinking about him throughout the night. Next day she had made her decision about him. She called him and asked to come for lunch in a nearby restaurant. She started with some casual conversation and then asked him what are his thought about love.

He replied with a smile , ” I am in love and it’s a great feeling.”

This came as a bolt from the blue to her. She asked him about his love but he didn’t tell her.

“I have met you only once and you need to be my close friend to tell you about my love.”

She was pissed off. But  she decided not to give up. She could not let her love go away so easily. She contacted the other guy  who was in the car that  day. She told him , “I  want my love to be in my life and I would get him or steal him at any cost. I just want to know about love of his life.”

His friend also denied to give any information. He said , “He is very happy in his life and please let him live his life. I might have told you but after knowing your intentions , I won’t tell you anything “

She didn’t know her rival but had to fight alone. Next day onwards,  she started following him but never saw him with his love. She was desperately waiting for Valentine day. She knew that on that day he would definitely meet her or get her some gifts. So she might get a chance to get some information.

The much awaited day had come. As per her plan , she started to follow him from morning. He went to a card gallery and bought a card. She knew, today she had a bright chance. He went to a restaurant carrying a flower bouquet and that card.

She entered the restaurant following him. She saw him giving the card and  hugging his love. She was shocked to see his love was none other than the other person in the car. They both were happy and gay . She now knew her rival but need not fight.

I Love You

Post Type : Short Story

Genre : Fiction

That was an early morning of Saturday. I had not been talking with my wife for 3-4 days. We had a fight 4 days back and we  didn’t even remember the reason . All I knew was that it was getting worse by each passing day.

I could not expect a tea from her because of my own stupidity. So I went outside to get newspaper and checked mailbox. Along with some other mails there was a white envelope in it. The envelope did not have sender’s name written on it. I opened the envelope with curiosity and found a love greeting card along with a folded letter inside it.

“I love you “- The magical three word combination was written in that letter. But this time instead of making me happy , these words drew some strain lines on my forehead. I closed the letter and put it back in envelope.

That letter made me scared that if she sees it , this fight is going to get bigger. The envelope was addressed to me so this was sure that I was the intended receiver. I decided to tear it off immediately and destroy all evidences but then I stopped.

I was curious that who might be the sender of letter. I thought of all possibilities and could come up with two nearest possible options.  One of them was my college friend,and other one was in my office . But then who was she ? Why was she telling me then ? Calling back each of them and asking them about letter did not seem a good option either. It would have been embarrassing , if they were not the sender.

I was still wondering about that one girl. I didn’t have any clue and was getting more confused every time I thought about those two girls. The whole day passed worrying about two things- First,not let my wife see that letter and secondly to find the sender of letter. Possibility of  a prank was also not out of consideration.

The day was over and I could not reach any conclusion. The fear of getting caught had frozen my thinking ability. I decided to give up and tear off the letter. But all of a sudden , I noticed there was neither any postal seal nor any courier service seal. I checked with security guard and he said that no one from outside came in the house since last two days. I checked the handwriting to confirm.

Everything was crystal clear to me now. I went to my wife immediately and said , “I Love You too”, kissed her with a smile and after so many days I had a peaceful sleep.

The End.

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Alternative Ending : Next morning my wife asked me , ” Why did u say I love you too? “. I didn’t get the meaning of word “too”. I didn’t say  “I love you ” to you.

I was again shocked. I called the guard and inquired again. He said sorry and said , ” A man came and gave me money to drop the letter in the box. “

I took the letter out of envelope and handed over to her. She saw it and her face turned pale. She confessed of having an affair  before marriage but never dared to tell me. I was about to get angry but then thought about my own fear that I had yesterday. We both had betrayed each other in some way .

I didn’t know whether I should thank my ‘well wisher’ who dropped  that letter. I was thinking whether it would have been better if the letter was not sent to us or its better now.Any idea ?

P.S. I was not sure ,which ending was better so kept both . May be both were bad also

No Choice

Post type : Short Story

She was traveling in a crowded bus. She didn’t get a seat, so had to travel standing . The guy behind her hit her from back second time. First time she ignored but second time she turned around and  slapped him hard on his face.  “Don’t you know how to behave ? “,  she shouted at him. He felt ashamed and said,  ” I didn’t hit you .”  An old man who was sitting near by told her, ” He came few seconds back here, there was someone else standing here earlier.”

She felt sorry for him and asked him to forgive her. He didn’t say anything and turned his face away. “I am sorry again , please forgive me “. The guy replied with a smile, “Only on one condition. If you can come for a coffee with me. “

She agreed and they decided to have a coffee in the evening. She liked him very much. He appeared a gentleman with a great sense of humor. He was well educated and she got interested in his talks.  Few days later he called her for coffee again. She wanted to say no but she couldn’t say that.

Soon they were meeting almost daily. Everyday she decided to make their meeting as the  last meeting but she was not able to do that. Then one day she told him, “I should have told you earlier but I don’t know what was stopping me.  I am going to get engaged soon. I really like you , but I have to get married with the boy whom my father has decided upon. “

The guy threw upon  her a series of  questions , “Ohh !!. Have you seen that guy? Have you met him ? How does he look ? “

“I haven’t met or seen him yet. “

“What !!! You are going to get married to a guy ,you haven’t seen even “

“Look, I didn’t want it either. My father survived one heart attack recently. In some other circumstances I would have opposed my father’s decision but not  now. I am going to meet the guy  soon but in any case I have to say yes . We are just waiting for his reply . I am sorry but this is the last time we are meeting. “

He said nothing after that. As he took out his wallet to pay the bill, it fell down. She saw the same photo of her in his wallet that was sent to his future husband’s family. She was speechless and didn’t have a clue what was happening.

The guy said with a smile , ” I knew that you were going to say yes in any case. My father came to know about this from your brother. But I didn’t want our marriage this way. I wanted you to like me and then only say yes. I would have never known whether you like me or not ,if you were asked. That’s why I delayed the reply and my family did not send my photo “

He continued , ” I am also sorry for hitting you twice in the bus. It was me only who was misbehaving but I had no other way to meet you. The old man in the bus was my father.  If you would not have agreed to meet, I had to find some other way. But thank God you agreed for coffee that day “

She was listening all this with surprise and pleasure .

He asked her, “So, now I know that you like me. Will you marry me Now?”

This time also she had no choice but to say yes .

It’s a Date

Post Type : Short story

Genre : Fiction

I was checking the passenger list of my coach before boarding the train. I saw a girl’s name just opposite to my berth and I saw a ray of hope. I checked further her initials to find Ms. before her name. I was now thinking , will I be lucky ? I boarded the train and couldn’t believe my eyes when I reached my berth.

She was very beautiful. Her eyes,long hair and the pink dress were making her look like an angel.  She was busy reading a book. I started to adjust my luggage. She saw me for a moment, gave me a smile and again started reading the book. I couldn’t take my eyes off her for a moment. Finally , I started the conversation by usual talks .

We hit off very well. She was from my city and in same profession too. We had discussions about many topics. But we shared one more common interest and that was puzzle solving. So sharing an interest was an additional advantage.

I liked everything about her and was feeling the liking for me from her side. Her destination station was about to come. I asked, “Can I have your number? May be we can meet again “.  But to my utter surprise , she refused instantly. She said, “You are a stranger ,I don’t know you well. How can I give my number?”.

I was hurt badly. Then she said, “OK,give me your number. If I feel like calling , I will call you.”. She took the number and then started packaging her luggage. There was still some more time remaining for arrival of station. She saw my sad face and said, “Let’s play a game to cheer you up. We will write a word on a slip  for each other . You need to tell in one word what you think about me and it should be done honestly. I will do the same. These game slips will be the memory of our meeting.”

I reluctantly agreed to this . I was hurt but still she was like angel to me. So, I wrote the word “Angel” for her. The word she had chosen for me was “Bastard”. This was hit no. 2 from her. I asked her the reason and in reply she said you don’t appear honest to me, so I wrote it.

This was the limit. Her station had come. She said good bye and gave a smile. I turned away my face and was looking out of window. She took her luggage and left. I was asking myself ,she seemed to like me then why did she not agree to give her number. All I wanted was a date with her to know her better.

The word “Bastard” was striking my head continuously and hurting badly. All of a sudden some thing came in my mind. She could have written dishonest if she thought i was. Why did she use the word “Bastard”. Was she playing one more game? I started to write the alphabetical position of each letter of word Bastard and the output was  “2119201184″

I dialed the number from my cell with increasing heartbeats. The phone was picked up and I heard her  jovial voice saying , “Its  a Date”.

A small Question

Post type : Short story

Genre : Fiction

I was on a business visit to Mumbai.The same city from where i finished my MBA.After finishing my work i decided to go in my favorite restaurant where i had many parties  with my friends during my graduation .I ordered a coffee and was thinking about my college days.

Suddenly I saw her two tables away from me.It had been four years when I last time met her in our graduation ceremony.The wheel of time started revolving backwards and sweet  memories started coming in front of my eyes.

She was  a very beautiful girl,topper of our class and a good human  being.In short a girl whom every boy can dream about.I liked her very much and if u want me to confess,Yes i loved her.I was an average guy with an objective of a job in an Multinational Bank  after completing MBA.I used to watch her from distance and was caught 2-3 times by her.I sometimes had a doubt that she was staring at me too but next moment i used to tell myself -why such a beautiful girl would like me?

2 years passed away like that and apart from some group chats i never had a talk with her.On the graduation day i congratulated her for being a  topper and she said thanks along with words ” It was nice meeting a nice person “.This was our last meeting.

I was lost in my thoughts and I didn’t realize that she had come to my table.I was awakened  by a hello from her.She was with her husband and a small kid.She introduced them and i could see her smiling and  very happy with her current life.So here i was sitting in my favorite restaurant in front of my love with her happy family.

I was asking myself ,why i am still thinking about her after so many years despite of being a married man .She asked me about my job and family They were in hurry .Her husband got up,greeted me good bye and said,”I am waiting for you outside”.

I asked her to give her contact no. and email-id .She wrote it on a paper and gave that paper to me.She said good bye and went away along with her kid.I was watching her going away till the entry door .Before leaving the restaurant she turned around for a moment,her smile was gone and her eyes revealed some pain.

I looked at the paper in my hand.There was no contact information on it.The only thing that was written on it was a word – “Why ?” .

P.S. : I leave the interpretation of “Why” to readers.