The Silent Nawab-Mayank Srivastava

It feels like I will not be able to woke up again... that shattered voice of my heart... was still playing in my ears and  continuously shouting..." Why I am still talking to her?... " Phone was ringing continuously. And it was 15th missed call. How can I took that phone... who has just shattered my life in just one sentence... "I am engaged with someone". "Why you are calling now?"... I asked from her after picking up the phone... and my voice was just shivering. "I have not done these things intentionally... there was only your mistake... You have came close to me... I don't wanna hurt you... ", She said, crying on the other side of the phone. "So now... Is my heart is overwhelm with your lines?... Am I not hurt right now? ... Am I the one who had done this mistake?... If you want you could have stop me... But you haven't... And what about that day?... Do you any answer about this?", I shouted like ...

Wooden Chair, Wooden Table and the wooden Interior... the perfect place for the Aryan to meet his dream girl... Meet the boy, Aryan... A Marketing head from the top MNC, enthusiastic, passionate for the music, futuristic and focused. And the girl, Aarvi, sweet, charming and a matured girl was ready to meet her dream man... her dream husband... Yes... her dream husband, they both are having their official first meeting. The meeting which will change there life... forever and ever...! "My god are you the Man which I was searching for the whole life?", she thought and felt happy. (Do you always wear Lucknawi style shirt... please change it otherwise I will not marry you.) "Hey hi! nice shirt, you look stylish", immediately Aarvi said to Aryan. "And you too, look sweet in this dress", silently Aryan said. (And just look at you, you are looking like a girl who works in a factory... see your fashion sense... You cutiePie... hahaha...

Aalu... Aalu... Ek shabd ni... Jubaan hai meri Ek saas ni... Ehsaas hai meri Dilo ko jodti hai... Pyaar se manati hai.. Ek roshni ni.... Parchaayi hai meri. Koi rooth jaaye... Toh dilasa deti hai Apne hi andaaz se... Pyaar baat ti hai Jisko dil se chahti hai uski ho jaati hai Aakhon mein jiske sapne ho... Woh aalu kehlaati hai. Thi ek ladki jo mili dari sehmi si Humse mil ke ho gyi khush Choti si pyaari si, jhalli ladki Ab sexy ban ke kar gyi sabko chull.. Jab lagaya tha prakhar ko phone Maa behen ki ho gyi thi jhol Kiya Payal ka raasta saaf Jo banki thi sabki khaash Jiske saath kiya dolly ko gariyana Toh kaha se ho chetna ka bach paana Jisko dil se chahti hai uski ho jaati hai Aakhon mein jiske sapne ho... Woh aalu kehlaati hai. Jab mile the passion ki bike mein Aur gye the river front ki site mein Frndship day pr chehkte chehro se Mile the kuch log ajnabi andhero se Lekin dil se ek baat hamesha yeh aa jaati hai Aakhon mein jiske sapne ho... Woh aalu ...

"You can't take stand Aryan... You Can't...You are a Looser.," Angrily she said... There was silence... Complete Silence... When I saw her... Her Hair, when she was coming from the corridor... was just flying in the cold breeze of the Month of December, Her Smile...Oh Man... touched my heart... Finally, I have found my "Chai-Wali". She was coming to me as She was just waiting for me and I was waiting for her. She was running to me as this was her last ride... She hugged me from her whole heart. And I was ... "Ki bas Mil Gyi hame hamari takdeer... Hamari Zindagi." She then Sit on my bike... Her first Word.... "Hey See... I am here" ... Yes You are!!!!!  The wave of the love was just giving shivering with cold winds on our's face. We talked a lot... We smiles a lot... (First time, i saw her in matrimonial site... Clicked... Get request from facebook...and soon our chats started.) "So where to go...wanna me...

Sunset.... Evening..... Mid October.... Not so hot not so cold.... Chilling fragrance of flowers and leaves were there around...when they saw each other..... A Boy.... Aryan, sweet, innocent and cute. His only desire's was to focus on his work and for the family. Dedicated towards life. Bit shy but .... Happy. A Corporate Sector Boy, Enthusiastic, always onward boy. On the other side of the story,  was a girl.... Shubhi.Cute, lovely, childish. No cares for the future...always extrovert towards life. She always cherish her life with full happiness. But who knows....at what time....what will happen.... When......!!!!!! "he' la`! Aryan... Tu! ici??" .... Someone said with a cute voice and the voice was just spread in that silent path like a small light in the dark.....It was Shubhi... (Oh.... Atlast after 5 Years .... they were seeing each other.......) "Ohh yeaah....so you still know french!!!"...smiles ba...