The untold love story-I

A big disclaimer before I start this series- This story does relate to few people alive on the face of this planet. This is a real story of a very close friend of mine who I am call by a pseudonym, Baazigar. The other characters will be named as they make an entry into the scene. Be my guest if you want to feel offended by your mention here. I am going to write this story about Baazigar in his own words because I am more comfortable doing so. So ‘I’ refers to Baazigar.

I was born beautiful and cute. Well, beauty and cuteness are two different qualities which cannot be genetically added to anyone and they rarely exist together. I consider myself a part of this rare variety which is slowly becoming extinct. Not just beauty but also I am smart with an IQ of 160. So you see I am the most perfect guy a girl can dream of. But I have been unlucky on one account, I have always been in a boy’s school so my interaction with the fairer sex has been minimal, confined to only occasional small talks at schools festivals or quiz competitions. I always had this ego that no girl can ever refuse me if I someday decide to get out of the shell of my shyness.

Bollywoods movies tell me that all love stories are always successful and love is the most beautiful thing on this planet. I have always dreamt of a beautiful girl would one day walk in front of me and I am going to fall in love at this first sight. I am going to do everything a ‘hero’ in bollywood movies does, write anonymous love letters, send her cards through a junior and give her missed calls. She will someday find out and then I will embrace her in a busy shopping mall amidst claps and cheer of onlookers.  We are going to be the happiest couple ever to walk on this planet…one day.

I used to feel jealous when my friends used to talk about their girl friends. I used to despise their GFs as the girl of my dream would be more beautiful and smart than them. Why should I settle down with a mediocre choice just for the sake of having one?

Whenever I encountered a girl or a group of girls, I used to be more conscious my looks. The nerdy looks used to be veiled by a more arrogant walk and the spects were put into pockets. I used to pretend as if I am unaware of their presence and then feel happy at thoughts of they discussing me.

Everything was well until I was exposed to the internet. My patience was running out. A compromise was on cards to quench the desire that was growing each day. I had this weird notion that someday I am going to find her in a yahoo chat room. Saturday and Sunday evenings were ideal to find her as she too will be  online trying to relax after the whole week at school. I used to pray long and hard on these days before going to the nearest cyber cafe. This went on for a year without any success. But this hard work did help in getting ‘web_cam_girl’, ‘rose_girl’, ‘girl_always_available’ and other ***** girls to the yahoo messenger list.

I had to join a college so finding time on Saturdays and Sundays was becoming increasingly difficult. It’s not that I never fell in love in my school days, there have been couple of occasions on which I was infatuated. Once I was rejected because my miss had no time for love. But then I understand that these are infatuations and real love is waiting for me on yahoo messenger or some other messenger..fingers crossed!

The beautiful baazigar is single and fanatically looking.