Well, Good old days seem to be back again!
And I would like to add my own contribution too; But I would like to request if you can be really patient, because I am not really a fluent writer and I do it only when my mood calls me in!! So I am putting this story as sequences!!
Every thursday: new part, That much I can promise!!and yeah it is a repost!!..:)

DISCLAIMER: यो केवल कल्पनामा आधारित कथा हो। यो कथामा उल्लेखित घटना कोहि कसैमा मेल खान गएमा त्यो संयोग मात्र हुनेछ। :)

The lone stars: an unwritten story

She clicked on the sign in button. There was only mail in her mailbox. Nobody had actually written to her in long time. It had been long time since she had talked intimately, or written intimately to anyone. Usually, it would be “just a hi” letter to friends, and she had become fed up of those kinds of mail; then she stopped writing to anyone. She was too busy and there were many other things to keep in track of than old friends. Sometimes, she would call one of friends, sometimes one of them would call, and that would just merely become hi, hello, what you are doing etc. etc.
She clicked on the Inbox sign; there was mail from someone whom she knew intimately, exactly after three years or so (she had lost track of time).
Quickly she clicked on to see the letter. The message began to unfold.
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Dear Smriti,
Had been long time, since we had kept in touch, 1364 days to be exact. I am somewhere else now, you must be somewhere, and I had always wished you would be much happier, at least more than me. I am just keeping up with myself.
After I left I didn’t find myself in need of anyone; maybe I had lost faith too, but I was keeping up with myself. It was then I met her, actually she came to meet me. She was charming, caring and knew what was inside me. I saw you in her, and I knew I was not doing right to her, but I loved her company. She loved me; and I was too much lonely then, I loved her back. I know I am not perfect for such a lovely girl, but this time I don’t want to lose love so precious. I am getting married next week.
I know I am kind of selfish to write something like this to you after such a long time, but I needed to talk with someone who knew me entirely; and I couldn’t think anyone else than you.
I hope you are lot happier, and at your best.
Love,
Aakash
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The turmoil began to unfold in her minds, she had still not forgotten him and reminiscences began to run vividly in her minds.
They had been friends for more than 7 years. They had known each other better than he/ she would know himself/herself, they were soul mate. It was him who thought of breaking the friendship and she hadn’t bothered to keep track of him. She was just like that, coolest as usual, and no loss was great loss for her, just life would go on. He had gone his own way and she her own.
She had seen him first in that coffee shop. She had seen him first with her old friend from school. After that she had met him at college.
“Hey we had met before, haven’t we??” he had come to her.
“Aan coffee shop ma Arun sanga bheteko hoina??” She had remembered.
“Yup, Tmi pani yehin padhne ho??” He had continued the conversation.
“Ho!!”
That day they had become friends formally.
Although they were from different faculties, there was some chemistry between them; they clicked as good friends pretty soon.

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launa we have to wait until next thursday for the second part?? That's not fair..... :O

Oh ho, visiting Sajha on Thursdays seem to be fruitful!

Keep 'em coming Juggy!

Have a good one ya'll! :-)

Almost missed it - nice one Juggy! It is good to see creativity returning to Sajha.

Good one Juggu dada! Keep them coming! :)

we have to wait until next thursday for the second part :O

jughead ***khead!
hehehe
good gud goed!
cant wait till next thursday damn damn damn!
Call garera sabai sunaa bhanum sale?
P3AC3!

I must aplaud you for finally coming out of your hibernation. A wonderful start, but a very short one!! Hoping that you will write more often in the future. Waiting for the next part!!

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Congrats Aakash. He's getting married! And he complicated his relationship by writing that email, which may - may not create an adverse effect. I will be looking forward to "what next" !!! Nice one there!

Juggy,

My dear brother, nice read....but I wonder why aakash had to write her back after three years, a twinge of guilt??? Or an act of generosity that he finally emancipated smrity out of the love-tragedy labyrith. Next thursday???is it when the sequel coming up???

Can't wait bro....

Juggy, my ol' dewar...you're awesome..la la badhi danga napara..bhannu pari halyo ni..feri marchan sabai milera :0..come back to the ground hai :) Can you please post it today?? It is thursday ni..

K ho? Mahabharat jastai Thursday Thursday ho ki k ho? :). Btw, I have yet to read your EPIC that makes a comeback once in a while. Next time it does, i surely will.

"Although they were from different faculties, there was some chemistry between them"
Man, This could make such a pretty pick up line :).

Just an email away from her, his supposed “soul mate” to whom he chooses to reach out only a week before his wedding saying he wants her to be happier than he is? On the flip side is a girl who seems not even vaguely aware of his existence if it wasn’t for the email and now the ‘happy’ news of his wedding has bought about mixed feelings in her??!!? hmmm.. interesting read! hyaa ma ta kurna sakdina ra kurdina pani hai thursday samma!! Ghurki101 :P please hurry… we are waiting!! :D

Email was deferred for such a long time. Now the situation helped him overcome the fear of rejection. He already accepted his loss. MEN are stronger when they accept their loss.

Okay we will wait. We will see why the guy deferred sending this email for such a long time.....still kept counting the number of days he thought of sending one ...

SunnyDev

juggy raja
u know how much i hate emails..:S taipani yesto..:P
dami dami..khabar nabhaye ni khojera padhey...:D
peace
sagar

Juggy sir...hapta maa ek patak matra :O...make it twice a week man :)....

Dear Friends,
I am thinking of writing this as a small novelette; so it would be long run from now and I hope I would not be making it too boring!! As I said earlier I am kind of slow writer, but I will try to write and post more as soon as possible.

Pretty, Uptown girl,
Sorry to make you wait but thursday would be enjoyable ni hoina??..:)

Flippu,
Thanks for everything!!..:)

Chitre bro,
I think u should start some stories too..:P

nVidia,
You will be dialing wrong number; I don't think you know me!! But thanks for your kind comments!!..:)

Cappy,
Yesterday morning, I felt like same old good days, so started on my own story!! Thanks for ur kind words!!..:)

Rythm,
So when you are coming out of hibernation; We are waiting here..:)

oldmaven,
I hope I can come up with good reasons for that email in my story!!...:)

John,
You have always been a inspiration for me; and yeah sequel every thursday I promise, but if i write other days I ll post on others too..:)

Sndy bhauju,
There is a surprise for you!!..:)

Oys chill,
I think it won't be anywhere near Mahabharat, but I hope to make sure it is good read; But we hope to read your memory lanes from time to time, they are marvel!!..:)

Lemon,
Ghurki launu hundaina k!!.. U don't want me to mess up the story do u??..:P

Sunnydev,
Thanks for you words, lets see where story runs!!..:)

Sagareee and Harkedai!!
K garnu jindagi ma kehi ta garnai paro ni ki kaso..:D
Harkele kahile lekhne ho kunni??..:P


Ok thanks for everybody else who have read this!!
And here is a surprise for you, I am putting this as an apology for making you wait for a week in later days. As I said earlier I will post as soon as I write, and maximum day interval for not posting will be a a week; I am again sorry for that!!

Enjoy the second part!!

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Next day, she was eating with her friends at canteen. He came out of nowhere.
“Hey, Can I join you??” and without answer he had joined her.
At first she had find this somewhat weird, but he was such a charmer, he soon became friendlier to her friends than she was.
Pretty soon, he was hanging out with her friend’s circle. And She had somewhat loved his company. He was kind of happy go lucky, kind of whacky, but he was fun to be around. He would have thousand of jokes to make good laugh to everyone. He was fun-driven person, taking each day of life as celebration.
That day he was somewhat serious, somewhat diverted. He was talking less. And for next three days he just vanished away from the group.
She had clearly seen all the changes, but seeing that was not going away that easily, she thought of talking with him. She found him at the Café that day, sitting alone.
“Hey, K Chha??”
“Thikai…”
“Yeuta kura sodhanun??” She asked for permission.
“Sodhe hunchha, sodhna pani sodhirakhnu parchha??”
“Tmilai kehi bhairakheko chha ho??” She had hit the bull’s eye.
“I don’t know” He was hesitant to reply.
“Ok” she had taken coolly.
They had their first cup of coffee that day, black coffee and that day did they knew they both have common love for coffee, black and bitter, the taste of life.
Next day, He had come to her.
“Hey, I think I need to talk.” He asked.
“Yeah, Ok.” She had replied.
“I think I am in love.” He had told her.
“Ammaai.. ko ni lucky kti??” She was surprised.
“Khoi malai uule aaru nai man paraunchha jasto lagchha, and I am not sure if I should tell her name, but I will tell you someday.” He had replied.
“Bhana na please, ma kasailai bhandina k.” She was curious.
“Someday k…” he was still somewhat hesitant.
She said something that day that struck deep inside his heart forever.
“Tmilai yeuta kura bhanu hai…hope you won’t mind.” She tried to be as cool as possible.
“You know, you act as if you are so frank, but in real you are not, you always keep so much inside yourself.” She had darted into his heart.
Nobody had told him this before, and this was the way he was, always with himself, never trying to share anything, never trying to show he has something to share. And that day he felt, “Here is someone who knows me better than myself.”
He didn’t tell her the name, but that day, he felt somewhat intimate with her.

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Have a good weekend you all!!..:)

Juggy,
Feri adkayo...kasto ho?? Kahile lekhchau aba?? Great one !! Have a wonderful weekend!!

Juggy hyaaaaaaaaa kato interesting liera padi raa ta last ma have a nice weekend re lau. :( chit dont do that kya i cant wait anymore . anyway nice one :D

JUggggyyy i know yer crazy about black coffeee:P
hehehe
nice story tara kasto tyo hindi serial jastai every thursday matra:S
testo patience ta buddha ko ni nahola when its abt stories:D
lop yo juggy
nice weeken :D