Posted on : Feb 13, 2017

Some of the readers requested me to write something on Valentines Day and this story came to my mind and I decided to  write  just one last  time for them. I am sharing this story with you because it's Valentine's today. Happy Valentines' Day to all the romantic people like me. Smiles.

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Valentine's Love. Copyright© Feb 2017. All Rights Reserved.

This book is an original work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents either are products of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, events, or locales is entirely coincidental.

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Sidharth Malhotra as Abhimanyu

Girl is Jacqueline Fernandez.

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              Abhimanyu was a civil engineer and he was working on DLF Samatara Shimla, a luxury homes project by DLF. He had finished his work at the site and was driving home in his old model, white color, second hand Maruti 800. It started snowing and more snow fell with every passing minute. He hoped to get home before roads became slippery or got blocked.

             He lived in a rented house made of wood as they are in the hilly regions. He drove in the driveway of his house and parked his car in open since there was no garage. He walked out of the car, and climbed a few steps to the porch of his house when he saw a young girl cuddled in a warm jacket, sitting on the bench in his porch. He looked her way with a question mark. She looked at him for a while before saying anything.

Girl: I was passing by from here when it started snowing heavily. I'll leave as soon as it stops snowing.

               He nodded his head, opened the lock on his door and went in. He tapped the light switch down  to turn it on, but found there was no electricity.  It was freezing as much inside the house as outside. He turned on the emergency light, put the log in the fireplace and lit fire to make the place warm. Then, he lit a candle, and went to his bedroom upstairs to change into T-shirt and cotton pajamas. He knew, that the way it was snowing, electricity might not come any time soon. He was happy that he had a good stock of candles and logs for fire just in case needed.

       He lived alone in that house. There was no one he knew in Shimla except for people he worked with. He had moved there from Bangalore by his own choice. He prepared tea with ginger in it, and poured a cup for himself. He decided to give one to the girl who was out  in his porch. He opened the door  with a cup of tea for her.

Abhimanyu: Would you like to have some tea? He asked her showing the cup from the door. It was freezing and snow was only getting denser, but it wasn't completely dark yet.

She walked to him and  took the cup of tea from his hands with her hands in gloves.

Girl: Thank you. She said and  walked back to the bench with her cup of tea, and he closed the door. She was warm since she was wearing a warm jacket, monkey cap, muffler, boots. Her legs were freezing because jeans was not thick enough to keep them warm.

          He opened the door  again to give her a a light velvet blanket which she took with a polite thank you. He closed the door and sat on the sofa in his living  next to fireplace. Not too close to burn the skin from the heat of fire. Just at a perfect distance to feel warm but not hot.

            It was nice and warm next to fireplace. He picked up the book "Drive to Killer Drive". He himself didn't know why he had picked up that book to read from the book store. He looked out and it was snowing heavily. He turned on the radio and there was a warning that it was going to blizzard tonight and tomorrow. People were requested to stay inside their houses and not move around as there were chances of an avalanche.

              He looked out the window into porch and saw the back of the girl. She had monkey cap on her head, and the  blanket he gave, wrapped around her. Despite all this, she was shivering badly as it had become windy and the snow came falling inside the porch on her. He opened the door, and saw her with blanket all the way over her head. Her face was behind the blanket.

Abhimanyu: If you want to come in, you can come in. This blizzard is not going to stop anytime soon. He invited her inside the house.

She pulled the blanket little down, and uncovered just her eyes.

Girl: Thank you. Very kind of you.

Abhimanyu: I live here alone. He told her as she walked into the warm living room with a fireplace and open kitchen. He told her that there was no electricity as he closed the door through which cold wind  was rushing in. She kept standing, so he gestured her to sit on sofa and he himself went and sat where he was sitting and reading the book, next to fireplace. She started feeling hot sitting next to fireplace, so she took off her gloves, pulled out her monkey cap, her jacket, her muffler and her boots. She kept the socks on. He looked up from the book and saw her looking around the room, sitting in a body hugging olive green tank top and a tight blue skinny jeans that fit her legs like a second skin. He hair pulled out from her pretty face  in a tight bun.

              He went to the kitchen and to make Maggie noodles with vegetables in it. She looked around. She was surprised at how neat his house was with everything in proper place, even in kitchen. He returned with a bowl of Maggie for her which she accepted graciously with a thank you. He then got his bowl from the kitchen and went back to reading in his corner of sofa. She read the name of the book, and it brought a smile on her face.

           After an hour, he looked at her in those tight clothes and thought they weren't very comfortable to be in for long hours. He told her that if she wanted to change into something comfortable, she can go and find something to wear in his clothes. She took the lit candle and with her tote in arm, she walked up the wooden stairs to his bedroom. The bed was neatly made. The bedside tables with drawers had lamps on them one of them had a pen stand. She opened his almirah in the room. All his clothes were neatly folded and organized. She changed clothes, and went downstairs. It continued to blizzard outside.

        He looked up from his book  at her, as she climbed down the stairs with candle in just his white shirt. It was long enough to hit  below her bums. She had rolled up the sleeves up to elbow and had undone her bun to let her waist length black hair flow freely. She was gorgeous. 'She definitely must be some print model', he thought since she wasn't too tall to be a ramp model. As far as wearing just a shirt was concerned, he thought she might have not found any of his pants fit on her tiny waist, and it wasn't a big deal for girls these days to wear clothes that short. In fact sightings of girls in shorts was very normal in Bangalore, where he worked earlier before moving to Shimla. However, he was now sure, she can't be a local since people in the area  were conservative  unlike in metros. Girls there wore only  jeans and suits. He didn't want to chit chat with her or ask her anything as he was not interested in knowing the stranger. It was blizzard outside, so he just gave her shelter. That is all it was.

                She kept the candle on candle stand in kitchen and walked to fire place to add some more wood to fire that was coming down. She picked some log kept outside near the fireplace without sitting. She bent to pick and put it in the fire not caring about the shirt that rode over her buns, exposing it in a black lace thong. He was looking at her and he didn't look away. He knew he had not any since he moved there eight months back. Her smooth fair round butts looked perfect in that thong, and he could see her bald vertical lips from those thongs as she bent more to pick charcoal with tongs to put in fire. She bent like that a few times to add charcoal to fire until the flame picked up. Staring at her pussy lips peeking at him like that from in between her thighs with bare butts totally aroused him. She then walked to him, picked the book from his hands, which he anyways was not reading, and kept it on the side table. She ran her hand on the the bulge of his penis from the pajamas making them rock hard as he looked on at her. She then sat on his lap with legs on one side with the bulge in his pajamas under her bare butts. She unbuttoned her shirt and threw it away, revealing her beautiful breasts in a black lace bra matching her lace thongs. "How about we keep each other warm this stormy night? I'm on contraceptive pills, you don't have to worry about a thing." She asked and picked his hand and guided it inside her thongs to touch the soft petals down there. 'Is she an escort or a porn star?' thought crossed his mind, but to no use since he found his hand  was already desperately rubbing and feeling her soft pussy, moving his shaft to and fro against her bums. With his free hand, he pulled out her erect nipples from the capture of her bra. His tongue licked her nipples as his hand rubbed her pussy. His fingers played inside her wet wet pussy and she moaned and trembled in extreme pleasure. She put an arm around his neck and caught his lips. They kissed lustfully exchanging saliva, with him rocking her on his lap and his fingers rubbing her squirting pussy. He then slid down the sofa on the carpet with her on his lap and rolled her on the carpet away, but in front of the fire place. He undid all his clothes and hers and then controlling his ejaculation, he fucked her hard for long in the classic missionary position. They both groaned and orgasm-ed in pleasure as they came together. He got the quilt from his room and after fucking her one more time from behind, they fell asleep.

                 In the morning, he woke up and saw it was still snowing heavily. Everything was white outside the window. He saw her standing in kitchen in her matching black bra and thong preparing tea. He picked up his pajama from side and slipped them on before walking to the kitchen without a shirt. He went and stood behind her with his body pressed against hers as she boiled the tea leaves in water. He then slid his arms from behind her, grabbed her full breasts in sexy black lace bra,fondled them , rubbing his hard penis bulge between her beautiful bare bums in a  sexy lace thong. He turned the burner knob to it's lowest and pulled her to the kitchen platform away from stove. He slid  down her thongs and his pajamas  below knees and took her from behind while the tea shimmered on the stove.

            Giving him his cup of tea, she winked at him and told him it was good. He just smiled and went to fireplace to revive the dying fire. It had started to freeze inside in the absence of light and continuous blizzard outside. While he did that, she boiled water on gas and poured them in buckets for shower. After putting the buckets of hot water in a bathroom that was as big as bedroom in Bangalore, she lit the candles in the dark bathroom. She announced, she was going to shower and when he turned to look at her from fireplace, she asked him if he wanted to join her, as she teasingly threw her bra away and took her thongs off in front of him. He followed after her to bathroom.  They applied soap on each other and  their soapy bodies slithered and slid all over each other's body  as they fucked against the wall before they washed the soap off. She walked out in one towel to his bedroom, after handing him one. He wrapped the towel around his waist and stayed back to shave his one day old beard.

            After shave, he went to his room upstairs to wear his clothes. He opened the door and saw her sitting on his bed next to bedside table with pen in her hand. She quickly pushed the drawer of his bed side table close, and put the pen back on the pen stand on the side table. His sudden presence there had startled her. He told her they can't do on bed since it was freezing in his room, and she should quickly change and come to help him in kitchen to prepare lunch. He wore his t-shirt and pajama and went down to kitchen to cook. She got up from bed and found his light weight, soft, cream color bathrobe on top rack of the almirah. She decided to wear her black lace bra as she liked how her breasts looked in them and ditched her thong.

              She went downstairs to help him in kitchen and saw him reading  Italian Pasta recipe from a cookbook. He gave her vegetables to chop and prepared the white sauce with different cheese and put elbow pasta in a pan to boil in another burner. After she finished chopping vegetables, she went and sat on sofa. "When do you think this blizzard is going to get over?" she asked. "Can't say, even radio is not catching any signal now. Even if it stops now, which I think it will since it is comparatively quite less now, moving around won't be possible until tomorrow morning," he replied handing her a bowl of pasta. He went and sat next to the fireplace on a sofa opposite her with his own bowl of pasta . Both of them fell asleep on their sofas after lunch.

              He woke up after nap, and saw her asleep on sofa. The robe had split open below the tie belt at waist. She had no thongs on. He stared at her pretty pussy. He had a deja vu moment, he felt as if  all this  happened before. He felt he knew what happened next. He knew how sometimes so many moments in life appear as if they are repeating exactly in the same manner. Everything was exactly same like that in that moment. He found himself so drawn to her pussy that he went and started licking them, kissing them and sucking them. She woke up but didn't move as she enjoyed every touch of his tongue and lips on them. Her body throbbed as the pleasures became intense,  and she thrust her pussy into his mouth as he licked them more passionately with her increasing orgasm. She cried  loud, "fuck me, fuck me now, I  want your fucking penis inside me, right now". She thrust her pelvis to and fro against his mouth to the immense pleasure and finally exploded and calmed down. He continued to lick and suck her pussy with his tongue and soon she had her second orgasm. He didn't give up until she had a mind blowing third orgasm. "Do you want to have sex, now?" she asked. "No," he answered. "I'll make tea, then ," she said and went to kitchen to make tea with ginger in it. He sat there watching her work in kitchen. She came and gave him a cup of tea and sat on sofa opposite him. He added some more wood to the fire in  fireplace for more heat. "It's not snowing anymore," she said looking out the window. "Yeah, it's going to be all good tomorrow.Hopefully, light will come. It's getting darker now, we should light some candles," he said. After tea, it had become dark inside the house. They lit few candles as the emergency light had died last night itself.

                 He picked up the book he was reading to read by the bright light of the fireplace and she sat there looking at his very handsome face. He looked at her looking at him like that and just smiled. He got up to cook dinner for them. He told her it's going to be a simple and easy one. He made some Knorr Tomato soup as she held the candle for him. He looked at her face looking amazingly beautiful in the light of candle. He turned the gas knob to shimmer and blew out the candle she was holding and pulled her by waist into him and kissed her very passionately. They kissed each other for a while in the light coming from the fire of burner. He broke from kiss, then lit the candle again from the stove fire and gave it to her to hold, as he poured soup for them in bowls. She told him soup was all the dinner she wanted and he too decided to have just soup in the dinner. After eating soup they spread the thin velvet quilt on the carpet in the living and the quilt from his bedroom to pull up over them. They lay next to each other. She took off the robe and her bra, and then she pulled his t-shirt out his arms. She got on top him and kissed him from his neck down his chest and slipped down her hands into his underwear to take in her hands his already hard penis. She pulled out his pajamas and underpants and licked the long length of his shaft and the sucked the top like a lollipop taking in the max length of his penis in her mouth. He groaned in pleasure, and ejaculated quickly to a an immensely pleasurable blowjob. Later, in night she took the lead to an intercourse, with her on top of him and doing most of the work to get him there. Sometime in the middle of night when they were asleep, the electricity came.

                  He woke up in the morning, the fire in the fireplace had died out, but the blowers/heaters that were plugged on were keeping the room warm. He didn't see her next to him. He checked for her in bathrooms, she was not there.She was not in kitchen. Then his eyes fell on a sticky note on refrigerator. "I am taking your white shirt with me in memory of the great stormy Valentine's Day I had with you". He remembered how it was Feb 14 yesterday, since it was fifteen today. He didn't even remember the date.

               He prepared a cup of tea for himself. The bright sun was shining outside melting all the snow. The roads had been cleared by men who were on that duty and people had started moving around. He decided to get ready and go to site to see how things have been affected by snow there. After shower, he opened his almirah to take out clothes to wear. He then opened the drawer of his bedside table where he kept the comb and he saw a diary there which didn't belong to him. There was no name on it, but he was sure it belonged to her. He remembered seeing her with a pen sitting on bed next to that side table. He opened the diary and read...

Sep 17, 2014

I always thought of maintaining a diary to express myself  whenever I felt like, but for some reasons never did it. Today, such a thing happened that I had to write. I can't believe, I had sex last night for the first time in my life, and it was bloody amazing.

Last night , I went to this sports bar with good house music with my colleagues who are also my batch mates from  IIT Kharagpur. We were all picked up by Samsung when it came for campus recruitment. We believe in work hard, and party hard. We are a group of four girls and one boy, Suresh, from same IIT and working in same company. We don't share an apartment for different reasons, but every Friday night after office, we go exploring different pubs in Bangalore. We almost always take Suresh as our bodyguard. He is very fragile. One punch and he will be gone , but we still feel more safe when he is there with us. 

 We are living life to the fullest in absence of our parents and presence of a big fat salary. We love dressing sexy and love the attention it gets us from all the guys in pubs. The way they keep roaming around us, and then try their pick up lines on us is fun. We enjoy it and it makes for a great gossip session afterwards. But that is all to it. Though we might look like one  who wants to be taken home, but we don't even exchange numbers with any guys we dance with , rest of the things are far off. We just love music, dance, and a lot of attention from opposite sex.

So, yesterday, it  was Friday night and I was in this sports bar, killing it on dance floor in my sexy dress and killer heels, with my friends dressed as sexy as me,  if not more. I was on the dance floor with Suresh and two other girls from our group, when a group of boys walked in and sat at the bar table. One of them was so handsome that my eyes just got stuck on him as soon as they fell on him. I really haven't seen a guy as handsome as him in real. He is literally handsome in every meaning of the word. Great body, great height, great style and what a face! I looked in their direction from time to time as they talked with each other, and looked in the direction of dance floor every now and then. I wished he hit on me like other guys but he kept sitting at the bar with his friends. They didn't seem in a mood to hit the dance floor anytime. I wondered if they came there to  just drink at the bar and talk.  I noticed them talking, laughing and looking in my direction without  making it too obvious. A lot of guys came asking me different things, from dance and to be dropped home using their cheesy pick up lines, but I refused them all. On other days, I do dance with other guys, but today I was kind of waiting  for this particular guy to come and ask me, but he wasn't. I moved my body in a sexy way to the songs that played. My two friends and Suresh were there dancing next to me.

It was time for the bar to close in half an hour when he got up from his bar chair , and came and asked the girl dancing next to me, a girl i didn't know. His subtle hip hop moves that went with the song had impressive swag. We were dancing diagonally opposite to each other. The song ended, and new song started playing. He looked at me and said, "The last song was better than this song. Isn't it?" I said,"I like this better." He then slowly moved to dancing with my group of friends and the girl who was dancing with him felt ignored by him and turned to dance in some other group. "Which college?" he asked my friend. "We are not in college, we work in Samsung," she told him. I looked at her in anger as if she is out of her mind to share such details . That upset my friend and she walked away to dance with somewhere else. Suresh and my friend, noticed us more interested in dancing with each other, so they walked away to dance with other people on dance floor. "I am Abhimanyu. I am a civil engineer and I work with DLF," he introduced himself to me. I nodded my head and smiled, but didn't return the introduction. "Would you like to come and see my apartment?" he asked. He was so direct,and all this while when he was sitting at bar, I thought he was shy.  What  I can't believe is that I said 'Yes'. He was so fucking hot that I couldn't say 'no'. We took an auto since he didn't want to drink and drive. He told he'll get his motorcycle from there tomorrow.

 We reached his one bedroom apartment. He closed the door, and in no time we were undressed and all over each other kissing, nibbling, fondling and fucking in his bedroom, doing what we came there for. He had used five condoms by morning which he just dropped here, there and everywhere. I slipped back in my clothes to go home in morning, and he asked me for my phone number. I asked him to give his number which he told, and I saved but didn't give a ring on his phone. I told him I'll call if I'll feel like. "C'mon! I think I was very good and I totally deserve a second chance," he cried. "Anyways I know where you work. I'll come and see you there," he said. "But you don't know my name," I said and smiled.

I am back home without giving him my number and without telling him my name , but I so want to see him, know him and talk to him.

Sep 19,2014

I called him today, and we talked for hours as if we have known each other forever, telling everything about oneself, even things we shouldn't be telling. His voice is so good that I can listen to him for hours. He joked how he was not an engineer from IIT like me and earned less than me. I laughed it off. He is twenty five, two years older to me.Not bad. He told me this interesting story from our first meeting without holding back anything. He said I was the sexiest girl there on the dance floor , just standing out among all,  in those hot denim shorts with pockets hanging from under and a deep V-plunge, full sleeve, fitted red color bodysuit. He  told,  he was instantly attracted to me, and his friends from college thought I was very hot and also easy to take home.But like them, he didn't think I was easy, since he noticed all the guys approaching me, getting  refused by me. They were sitting and talking about her only. His friends were pushing him to open his account with her telling him that he won't get a better girl than that for it. He said he too thought that I was perfect for a perfect start. So, he finally decided to give it a try.  He also told me that he had used his friend's condoms that night, who gets his girl to his apartment sometimes when he is not there. His friend lived with his family, but now he was looking to move into a rented apartment near the office with his girlfriend.

After talking so much over phone, we met for an English movie tonight. We got a corner seat in last row, and we literally couldn't keep our hands off each other. So, we left the movie halfway, rode to his apartment on his bike and did what we couldn't wait to do.

Oct 17, 2014

He asked me to move-in his apartment for a live-in with him, as that would make even weekdays convenient. He joked he wants a lot of  her credit entries in his new account. I have decided to move-in his apartment, but I am still going to keep my apartment just in case mom-dad pay a visit. I can't tell them I am living in with a guy, or I'm seeing a boy from some other caste. They are adamant about my marriage with a guy from our community and caste only.

Oct 19, 2014

I kept a new maid since I didn't want to give the keys to maid like he did. Good thing is, the new maid thinks we are newly married couple. Neighbors, who he has no interaction with, and people in building who know him by only face, think the same. I haven't told about it to any of my friends and have taken a promise from him that he wouldn't tell anyone either about our live-in.

Feb 14,2015

I am the one who always makes morning tea. But today I was sleeping, and he woke up before me. He  got a tray with tea and woke me up with a beautiful small stem rose. I was so happy to see  that he got red rose for me that I screamed, but when I took the rose in my hand, I realized it was made of plastic.and it was the one from the artificial flowers in the vase in living. I  then laughed  at how he fooled me with an artificial flower since I had just got up from my sleep. He said he didn't remember it was Valentine's Day, so when he did in morning, he got an idea to give that to her. It was really funny.

Oct 20, 2015

I always feel he has so much potential, but he is just so content with everything in his life. He doesn't want to try. He feels what he gets is sufficient, there is no need to run after things in life. One should just relax and enjoy life.  I always tell him how one has to be a dreamer and go-getter, but it's of no use. He sometimes irritates me with his laziness. He doesn't even pick a thing lying down. He'll walk around it, but not pick it. He never cooks or helps me in kitchen. He doesn't know a thing in kitchen. It's another thing that we mostly eat out. His almirah is a mess, if I arrange, I arrange or else it stays like that. He never makes bed. All he likes is to play the game of chess, in which we have to take off one piece of clothing with every piece we lose in game. He is of course very good at it and gets me out of everything quickly and then the game just stays there, and he is there on top of me in bed.

Dec 5, 2015

He doesn't believe in B'day gifts or any gifts. Last B'day, he didn't even give me anything. He had got a nice cake though which we enjoyed with drinks at home. We got so drunk that night, that I didn't go to office next day due to hangover. This B'day, he got this beautiful diamond pendant for me. It's the same pendant I had my eyes on when I was buying one for my mom long time back. He knew that I wanted to buy that for myself, but didn't buy. I can't believe he remembered it, and got that for me as a  birthday gift.  i am so emotional today. This gesture means so much to me. I'm literally moved and head over heels in love with him now.

Jan 5, 2016

I have always been an ambitious girl. I hate how my married manager is favoring this girl from my team he is sleep with in appraisals and projects. I have been working hard, but he says I don't take enough responsibility on my own.  I just complete what I'm given. So now I have taken more responsibilities  for my career growth. Now, I work until late in office, go to work in office on weekdays also. Abhimanyu isn't really happy about it, because now most of the times I'm not interested in sex because I am almost always tired . I just lie and let him do whatever he wants and he hates it. Now,  I often find him drinking when I come home. He has asked me  if I ever intend to tell about him to my folks or if it was always going to be my dirty secret. I have told him thousand times that my parents will not agree to it and I have to wait for the right time to tell them about him. Today, we had an argument over it, and we are not talking with each other now.

Jan 7, 2016

I came home, and he was waiting for me with his favorite chocolate cake, my favorite Pasta from Italian restaurant, and  a bottle of wine. He handed me a Hallmark card. I opened it to read what he had written inside it, "I am sorry. You can take your own time. I love you"  He had signed off with "Always yours, Abhimanyu." We got ourselves drunk, and had this wild wild make up sex last night riding high on all the emotions.

Feb 14, 2016

He got me this sexy gift, a set of matching black lace bra and a thong which I immediately slipped in to show him. He said he likes to see me like that I should always roam around in something like that inside the house . He told another thing that he also loves to see me is in his white shirt that I slip into often. I myself like wearing his that white because he loves it and wears it so often that It almost always smells of him. He complained how I have become so passive in bed and now it was my responsibility to take lead  on every Valentine Day and make it for him and he would make it for me on my B'days.

March 3, 2016

I have got this offer to go to Tokyo on a project for around ten months. I said yes. I told Abhimanyu about it and he was upset about it. I got angry that he was not happy that I had an opportunity to grow in my life. I told him how he himself didn't want to grow in life and didn't want her to grow in life. Content people like him with no drive never make it big in life. His salary is half of hers. If anyone of them has to give job tomorrow for anything it will be him, and not her. He argued if a man can provide a woman he loves lifelong without expecting anything, why can't a successful woman do the same for the man she loves. "No wonder you get a peanut raise in your salary every year," I said. It made him so angry. "You go okay, You go and make a lot of money, and never come back. Go catch your stars. Be happy on your onsite and always stay there. No need to come back only," he said. He then shouted, " What you think, I will miss you. I will not miss you. I will not remember you. I will never remember you." I was angry, I packed all my stuff in his house in a suitcase and walked out saying, "Good bye. I'll not come begging for you. Don't you think, I'll try to contact you." I slammed the door close.

March 4, 2016

Today is my flight to Tokyo in afternoon, and he hasn't even called. We always have such fights and they last for two three days at max, and then we are back again happy and in love with lots of make-up sex. We have make up sex everywhere in the house, shower, kitchen ,floor, bed, sofa, table. We just fuck like rabbits after we don't talk for two days, but that was not possible now since I'll be in Tokyo. I still know, he won't be able to keep himself from talking with me for more than three days.

March 11, 2016

He hasn't dropped a mail, not a single message, nothing. I am anyways very stubborn. Let's see until when he can do that. I am not going to bend. Hell no, whatever.  I'll be not the first one to contact him.

June 30, 2016

 I have avoided writing about my pain and tears in this diary, but I am really feeling very low now. He has really forgotten me. Or is it that he married a girl of his mothers choice or he is picking other girls from bars and perhaps in a live-in with someone else now. I really can't believe it, he has not contacted me. Let it be. I am not going to.

Jan 29, 2017

I am flying back to Bangalore tomorrow and Abhimanyu never contacted me even once in all these months since our last fight. I don't know what to expect now. Should I even try to find out about him or just let it go like I had said, " I won't".

Feb 7, 2017

I was at this restaurant when I spotted his friend. I recognized him because I had seen him with Abhimanyu, the first night I met him. Abhimanyu had showed him to me in the pictures and told me how he was his best friend from college and also a colleague, the same guy who used to get his girl to his house. Abhimanyu had not told him about his live-in relationship with her. I walked to his table and told him I was Abhimanyu's friend, and I was out of country. Then I asked him how was Abhimanyu as he isn't in touch with me. He told me Abhimanyu met with an accident almost a year back and lost his memory. I was shocked to hear that, my heart cried and tears made their way out. I pulled a chair to sit at his table. He said it's really sad. He was on his bike and hit the divider of the road on the night of March 3, if he remembers correctly. He was taken to hospital by some good people with helmet still on his head. He was unconscious but still breathing. He was his emergency contact number so he received a call from police and hospital. He went to hospital and informed his  parents who  arrived from Delhi next day . A high percentage of alcohol was found in his blood. MRI reports and CT Scan showed blood clot in brain and X-ray showed few minor fractures in limbs. He didn't even get a single scratch anywhere, but the impact of collision was so much that he got blood clot in his brain despite helmet. He underwent brain surgery and when he came conscious he had lost the memory of people in his life. His limbs were fixed in a month. But being around his parents and friends who continuously told him who they were and who he didn't seem to remember at all, stressed him bad as he tried to remember them hard. Doctor told that stress like that was not good for his brain. It was better if people didn't live around him reminding him who they were in his life. He was suggested change of place. So, company transferred him to their Shimla project, since it thought hill station would be good for him. If his memory has to come it will come on it's own or not come. It cannot be brought back by reminding him of them by talking about them . He is doing great in Shimla, it's just the people, that he forgot. I asked him if I can have his Shimla address and phone number. Thank God, he gave me without asking any questions.

Feb 12, 2017

I have taken a week long  leave to go to Shimla. I don't know what to expect. But after what I learnt, I want to see him, even if he doesn't know me. He had told it was my responsibility to take the lead on Valentine's day and make it special for him, and it was his responsibility to make her B'days special for her. I don't know how will it be, meeting him in Shimla , but I don't want to think about it. I just want to see him.

Feb 14, 2017

I was standing in his porch waiting for him to come so that I can catch a glimpse of him. It had started snowing which I wasn't expecting. It was so cold that I had anyways dressed to keep myself warm. I saw him in the car coming in the driveway and my heart skipped several beats. He climbed up the stairs to porch and I kept looking at him. He looked so handsome like always. He had become more thin, may be because of walk on slopes. He looked at me with a question as to who and why are you here. I felt like crying. He doesn't remember me, not at all. He was right, he didn't miss me, he didn't remember me.

 He just went in and shut the door. He gave me quilt and tea but didn't ask me to come inside. It was so freezing, I felt my lips will start bleeding and my eyes couldn't stay open. I pulled the blanket over my head as I shivered. Good, that he finally came and asked me to come in.

 I found and wore his favorite shirt that he liked me in. I specially wore the bra thong set he got me last Valentine. I don't want to remind him anything, but I want to make our this Valentine special, even if he doesn't remember me. I love you my Valentine! Happy Valentine's Day. Shanaya will always love you Abhimanyu.

            He finished reading the diary and put it back in the drawer. Just then the door bell rang. He went and opened the door and she was there.

Shanaya: I am sorry, but I came back to take something I left in your bedroom.

Abhimanyu: You don't have to take a single shirt, you can wear as many of them as you like and take them all if you want. Stay with me if you can. I'll like it.

She looked at him in surprise and nodded her head. He loved sex,  and  it was only better if she stayed back with him and they got to do it for a week.

Abhimanyu: I'm going to site, but I'll be back soon, may be before lunch.

                    He left and she went to the room and found the diary in drawer just like she had left. She put it in her tote, and went to shower before cooking everything he liked. He loved cakes. She found all the ingredients, and conventional oven to bake the cake. She decided to make some vegetable Biryani that he always praised. She found the chess board in his room and decided to play his favorite game with him in the evening. She set the table and decided to wear everything right up to gloves so that he took time to get her dress down. He didn't come for lunch like he said. It started getting dark around 4 pm . Then the door opened, she thought he came , but saw two men come in instead. They were shocked to see her and she was shocked to see them. They asked if she was Abhimanyu's relative. She nodded. They told Abhimanyu skid on the ice at the site and fell sustaining head injuries. He is unconscious in ICU and they came to take his stuff. She quickly packed his stuff and went with them to the hospital.

                      She met his doctor, he said there is nothing to worry, a nerve in brain is swollen, they have given medicines to bring the swelling down and he is under pain killers. When the swelling will go down and effect of heavy sedation will subside, he will be up. He can go home with pain killers after he is up. Around 9 pm, he opened his eyes and saw her siting by his bed. He smiled at her, and she smiled with tears rolling down her eyes. When the doctor came, he told him that he felt good and wanted to go home if he was not required to stay there under any kind of observation. Doctor signed his discharge papers. Abhimanyu drove back home in a cab with her. She was surprised, he was springing as if nothing happened, when they reached home. They went inside the house, and there was a table set with his favorite chocolate cake, he could smell the Biryani from the door itself, and there was chess board set on the table.

Abhimanyu: Want to play with me? He asked her.

Shanaya: You need to rest not stress. She replied.

He pulled her into him.

Abhimanyu: I don't need rest. I need you Shanaya!

She looked at him. He knew her name.

Abhimanyu: Even if I don't remember a thing, I want to go back to Bangalore, live with you and make new memories.

Abhimanyu: Was our love enough to do that? He asked.

Shanaya: Yes, it was. It is.

Then he kissed her with more love and less lust and new memories of never ending nights of love making followed that he never forgot.