The journey called LIFE!!!

Good Morning everyone. Here I'm continuing with my narrative about my friend A. So far, the story is that my friend was pretty upset that one of his friends, has stopped replying his messages lately. The girl stays in Rudrapur and some how got his number. It took him a full bottle of Kingfisher strong to bluff out this secret to me and a mutual friend of ours, C. There at the BAR, A and C were serious and I suddenly bursted out laughing after listening to A's narrative. To this reaction of mine both of them were surprised. They asked me 'What was wrong'? What happened?' A thought, I found it funny that he had fallen to a girl whom he (leave apart talked to), hadn't even talked to. But, C could see the mischief in my eyes. He started to smile. Actually C has guessed it right. The actual reason of the outburst was some thing else. To these reaction I began, 'Saale, koi Sheetal veetal nahi hai. Who main hi thha jo tujhse Sheetal ban kar b...

Good Morning everyone. This is a narrative about my friend A who met a girl in Rudrapur, a place very far from his home town and truly with absolutely no one known within (as far as I know him) 1500kms. Before starting off with the narrative let me introduce you all with the lead characters of it First of all, Mr. A: The HERO of the story (and of course a pretty close friend of mine) and Ms. Sheetal Gupta (Ms. S): The HEROINE of the story. Me being the third character : The NARRATOR. Also there would be one or two special appearances which would be introduced to as Mr. B and Mr. C. The story is of around nine to ten months back. This friend of mine A met a girl in Rudrapur (the place where we both are employed) and he dint even mention it to me. Salaa, Kutta, Kamina and Beep Beep Beep (the post would fill with slangs so I've stuck to Beep, Beep, Beep here in place of the extravagant stuff used in college times). OOPS!! got carried away with my emotions [;)]. Any...