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I Promise Will

Meet Again…

By

Subodh Kumar

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Disclaimer

____________________________________ This novel is completely based on fictional work. Any resemblance to

real persons, living or dead, is coincidental. This novel is completely

based on fictional work. Any resemblance to real persons, living or

dead, is coincidental.


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About The Author

W Juyal Subodh is a new author. After spending most of his

life in Dehradun, the capital city Uttarakhand in northern

part, Juyal has finally settled down in Panchkula. Having

worked as a Physics Lecturer for several years at some

of Private Institute, Juyal loves writing Hindi and

Punjabi song lyrics in his free time. One of the youngest

and the most prolific authors in the Indian fiction scene,

his works are characterized by dark humour and in-your-

face realism. Today his above 100 poetries and stories

have published in many English and Hindi local and

national newspapers and magazines.

The best way to contact Juyal is through his Official

website. friendshipistruelove.com

swaastikam.blogspot.in hlonblog.blogspot.in

You can email him at :- [email protected]

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About The Book

W “Love does not grow on trees or it can not be brought

from the market, but if you want to be “LOVED" you

must first know how to give unconditional LOVE..”

The heart wants what it wants. There's no logic

to these things. You meet someone and you fall in love

and that's that.

Nobody can ever say that love happens only

once! And this love can happen at any age, anytime. But

that story has got nothing do with anything that the

modern world celebrates today.

Yes!!! Today the so called “Love” has

transformed a lot! Eye written statements of those earlier

days turned into letters and this current world has got

chatting, meeting, dating, pubs, parties, etc.

I have written this book to tell the people about

real love. And this is one such story! Not exactly a

story, it could be like a stolen life of a true love relation.

If you want to know the answer to it all, read the book.

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Dedication

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My Love


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Contents

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S.No Chapter Page

1 Winds of Change 1

2 Crossroads 4

3 Connections 9

4 A Helping Hand 14

5 Food court 19

6 Two Together 27

7 The Flow of Love 32

8 A Revisit 39

9 Three words 43

10 In dream world 52

11 Forever you and me 57

12 Bitter Truth 63


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Beginning

W Harsh is going through a lightly dense forest. Suddenly,

he stops by a sound coming from a distant falls. The

sound makes him feel thirsty and he tries to go towards

the sound. He is going and going and then he is stopped

by a magnificent view. There is a clear area in the middle

of the forest in front of a low mountain. The whole area

is covered by a very thick but soft grass. A number of

butterflies are roaming here and there. The water is

coming from a very high waterfall and water bubbles are

spreading everywhere, which is making the place very

cold. Harsh goes straight to the lake created by the falls

to drink some water. But when he reaches there, he finds

some white clothes are spread near the bank of a small

water body created by the falls. He ignores it and tries to

drink directly from the small lake. Suddenly, a young

girl in milkfish white cloth (which resembles her

complexion) emerges from the lake. Water is dipping

from her completely wet body and she is looking shyly

towards him. She is coming forward towards Harsh from

the middle of the lake and the looks on her eyes seems

very familiar to him. Slowly her complete body emerges

from the water and she looks out-of-the world. Now

Harsh can recognize her and a broad smile waves on his

face. She is coming closer, closer to him. So much closer

that water drops from her body are making him wet.


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Suddenly a loud voice distracts them and forces them to

look towards the forest. And they freeze when they find

the source of that sound. Harsh wakes up with

drowsiness. He thinks of the first part of his dream,

which is so nice to remember that it makes him smile. It’s been one year, but whenever Harsh thinks of

that black day, something around his spine and in the pit

of his stomach shifts its place a bit. There had not been a

single day since she left that he had not thought about

her and felt hurt. It is like physical acne. He has to deal

with it every day… day after day… and it is getting

better. Time does lessen the pain but it never heals the

scar completely. It always remains there. Harsh tries

hard to run from it and he is successful at time … but

never completely. The more he laughs in a day, the

harder he cries at night, alone. It is a very personal

chapter of Harsh’s life, which he doesn’t want to discuss

with anyone.

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24 November,

Tuesday, 8:30 A.M.

“Harsh! Harsh!” The sound wakes him up from his

dreams. Someone is calling him by his name. Harsh is

still lying in bed. When he opens his eyes, he can‟t

recognize what is happening. A hazy figure is

approaching and trying to say something. It takes a few

moments for him to understand what is going on and

who is calling him in the morning. His mother is

shouting towards him taking his name.

Although Harsh has got the placement, he has

not got the date of joining yet. As two months have

already been passed after his final year result is out, so

he is also tensed about his joining date. None of his

college friends have got their joining dates yet. In the

last two months his only work was to check his mailbox

for any news from the company. After ten minutes, he

opens his mailbox as a habit without having much hope.

But good news was waiting for him. He can see the

name of the company in his inbox where he had got a

placement, and his heart skips a beat in excitement. He

opens the mail and reads it again and again with full

details. A senior HR has sent him the mail. It says that

Harsh has to join the company from December, but not

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in his hometown Chandigarh. He has to report to the

Delhi office on 15th December. Harsh is slightly

disappointed that he has to leave his hometown but gets

some relief that at least his date of joining has been

finalized.

14 December,

Sunday 7:30 A.M..

Harsh is finally checking his luggage so that he doesn‟t

miss anything important. He has packed one large trolley

bag. Chandigarh railway station is one and half hours

journey from his home and also he has to reach the

station an hour earlier for check-in. So he must hurry

now to catch the train on 7:30 p.m. When Harsh is

getting ready, he feels nostalgic for the city that he was

born and bought up. He doesn‟t have any idea when he

will be able to come to his home again. He looks around

the room for one last time and the memories of so many

things are coming to his mind. But his brother is calling

him from downstairs as the auto has already arrived,

which will take him to the railway station. He comes

downstairs with the luggage in hand.

I got a chance to go to Delhi for completing a

designer training. I remembered those days were of

winter months, but as I was going to another city my

mom had prepared me for everything. I took that big

heavy bag, got my mom‟s blessings by touching her feet,

and went out on my journey. It was not a very long

journey; it took only 4 hours to reach the destination.

When I reached the Hazrat Nizamuddin station, I saw

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and even I had to wait a little to reach the main station

because I was not habitual to such a heavy crowd.

As I came out I saw that the atmosphere was

quiet different from that of my city. Taxi drivers grabbed

my hand and tried to take me to their taxis and were

fighting with each other. I thought was better to hire an

auto than a taxi, so I came out of the station and asked an

auto-rickshaw – “How much for Mayur Vihar Phase 2?”

He replied smirking – “Only Rs. 90/-, Sir.”

This was less than the 150/- asked by taxi

drivers.

I had taken a 2 BHK flat on sharing basis at

Mayur Vihar. Coaching was at Sector 5, Noida, where I

had to go by auto every day. I had heard a lot about the

famous monuments of Delhi such as Jama Masjid,

Qutub Minar, and Lal Quila. So whenever I got some

time, I went to see those monuments with my coaching

friends. These monuments were made during Mughal

Era by Mughal Emperor Akbar and his descendents. The

architecture and look of monuments were marvellous,

but one monument which I liked most was Lotous

Temple. Seven months had passed and rainy season had

started. I had now become used to the life of a metro; I

recognized many areas of Delhi and New Delhi. I had

travelled a lot by Metro train because it was comfortable

and cheap.

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A beautiful girl is standing on the old road just opposite

her favourite food shop. Today she has worn a pitch

black jeans and a red T-shirt with black shades on it. Her

untied step-cut hair spreads all over her shoulder making

a stylish „V‟ shape on her backside. Suddenly a heavy

flow of air comes. Within a moment everything becomes

hazy in dust. Pieces of paper, leaves, and plastic packets

all are scattering here and there with the wind. Dust

particles are attacking mouths and eyes like needles. She

closes her eyes to save herself from dust. Suddenly rain

has also started. So she also has to run towards her

favourite food shop, till the rain ends. She looks outside.

Rain is washing the outside of the glass wall of the shop.

Harsh was alone in the house and was getting bored. He

had decided to go for a walk. He thought it would kill

his boredom and also he would get a chance to know the

locality. He locked the door and went outside in search

of some fresh air. After a random thirty minutes‟ walk

he had decided to come back. Suddenly he remembered

that there were no fruits in the room. So he had decided

to enter a store close to his house. This store‟s entrance

was very narrow, only the billing counter was there and

after that everyone had to move right side, which was

moderate in size. Actually the store was on the ground

floor of a flat so it needed that modification. When

Harsh entered the store the billing counter was crowded.

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After passing the crowd when he just moved towards the

right he collided with something. In the next second, he

could see that he stood over a juice packet and the liquid

spilled all over the floor. Practically he had collided with

a girl and the shopping basket she was holding fell from

her hands. Burger packet, breads, soap, hair oil, face

cream spread all over and the juice spilled over them.

The black-eyed pretty face right in front of him was

looking at him resentfully. Everyone in the shop had

heard the sound and was looking at him. He was feeling

ashamed. Harsh wanted to become smart to get rid of

this unwanted situation. He quickly told, “Sorry! I‟m

extremely sorry. I couldn‟t notice you were also coming

from that direction.” The girl didn‟t say a word. She just

shook her shoulder annoyingly and left the shop without

buying anything and Harsh just took a packet of chips

and left the shop. The outing truly killed his boredom.

Six weeks has passed after that incident. At first,

I was enjoying the training but after some days I felt it

tiring. Also after going to home I had nothing to do.

One day when I was going to CCD from

Kashmiri Gate I saw her. That was like serendipity for

me; I rubbed my eyes and saw again. When she came

closer I became motionless. The girl wearing yellow tees

was the girl from that store with whom he had collided

with.

Oh my God! She was looking damn gorgeous,

just like a fairy tale queen. She was looking taller. She

had changed her hair style; now the hair were little

brown perhaps she would have coloured them. They

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She was wearing a long, round pink earrings, which

were looking alluring with her blue-white salwar–

kameez. I thought I would meet her and introduce

myself, but then I thought – “What would happen if she

would not recognize me?” So I planned to follow her

where she went. As I had a Metro pass, I didn‟t have to

worry where she would go; even I didn‟t see where she

was going and up to which station she had taken a ticket.

So I started following her. I followed her a little and then

she disappeared into the large crowd of Delhi. She even

saw me stealthily and I thought she knew that I was

following her. So I decided not to approach her

anymore. But my destiny had its own story to tell. One

day when I was standing at the market, somebody put

her hands on my shoulder and when I turned back, my

cold drink glass dropped in astonishment to saw that

beautiful girl was in front of me.

She asked me humbly, “Who are you?”

I replied, “Ahh…! Nobody.”

She again asked firmly, “So Mr. Nobody why

were you following me day before yesterday?”

I replied timidly, “Ah! Me? Sorry, I don‟t

remember.” I thought what she would think even she

didn‟t recognize me.

She again said, “No, I noticed you following me

after I left the Metro train.”

I felt very nervous and replied with a fumbling

voice, “N… No! I…. I was not following you.”

She again asked with a reverence, “Do I know

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I shrugged and replied, “I don‟t think so.”

She said, “OK, doesn‟t matter.” Then she went

away and I thought that I had lost a great chance to

introduce myself.

I didn‟t think that I would again get a chance to

meet her. One day I went to my friend‟s sister marriage

with some of my friends. I don‟t like very loud sound

and crowd, but one of my friends forced me to attend the

marriage, so I went there wearing a blue jeans and white

shirt. But I didn‟t like the atmosphere too much because

of noise and crowd. I realize that each and everybody

including girls was drunk. I stood at the one corner of

the hall and started staring at the people dancing. But

that day came with a blessing for me because I saw a

baby-like doll standing in one corner. Her eyes were like

the eyes of the queen of a fairy tale, her hair were just

like a waterfall beneath her head, and the two curls of

hair were kissing her dimpled cheek just like a bee

kissing the flowers. She was looking perfect from every

angle.

After five minutes…

I thought that that was the first and last chance

to impress her. I hold my breath, and went near her

shivering. She was looking marvellous.

I went near her and asked with a fumbling voice,

“Excuse me.”

She saw me noticeably from toe to head and

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I replied in reverence, “Actually, my friend

forced me to come here. I don‟t like loud noise and

crowd, but as he is my best friend I have to come here.”

She said in a consent manner, “I also came here

in same situation. My friends forced me to come here.”

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Ajay has to meet one of his cousins on Red Fort road.

Harsh casually asks him exactly where he is planning to

go.

“I have to go towards the yellow building. But I

don‟t exactly know the proper location bro.”

A confused Ajay tells.

“So you are heading towards my location.”

“You know where the building is?”

“Yes, its ten minutes walking distance from our

centre.”

“Is there a flyover?”

“Yes, after the building.”

“Good, I have to take the first right turn before

that flyover. Then I have to find my cousin‟s flat.”

“So you are going very close to our centre.”

“Then you should know the place better. Please

come with me yaar. You can guide me the direction and

also I will get some company. Don‟t worry I will leave

you exactly at your doorsteps afterwards.”

“Okay champ. Let‟s go.”

Harsh decides to go with Ajay. After crossing

the CCD they turn right towards their destination. Ajay

calls his cousin to know the proper direction. They go

straight and then take a left turn. Harsh has not come to

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this road before. The first thing Harsh notices from a

distance is that two girls are standing in front of an

apartment building. Both of them are wearing casual tees

and jeans. One is wearing a white tee whereas the other

one is in red. When they come closer, he becomes

motionless. The yellow tees one is the same girl from

that store with whom he had collided with. He just

conceals his face to avoid the eye contact. But to his

astonishment, he sees that Ajay is going directly towards

them. Harsh is cursing himself for coming with Ajay. He

can‟t understand which one is Ajay‟s cousin. The girl in

white tees waves a hand towards Ajay. Ajay parks his

bike outside the gate and they walk towards them. From

their body language Harsh is relieved to understand that

the brown-eyed girl of that store is not his cousin. The

white tees girl utter the first words, “How are you Ajay.

We are meeting after a long.”

“Yes, Mehak. Almost two years,” Ajay tells.

“Yes. We have not met after I left Pune. By the

way, meet my best friend and also my roommate

Kavita,” she points towards the brown-eyed beauty.

They shake hands.

“And this is my friend, Harsh,” Ajay tells.

An embarrass Harsh can‟t understand what to

say. He just tells, “Hi Mehak. And I‟m sorry for that day

Kavita.”

“What! You people know each other?” Ajay and

Mehak both ask in surprise.

“No need to say sorry Harsh, it can happen to

anybody. Actually few days before, we had collided with

each other inside a shop, nothing more,” Kavita tells



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