Eternal Love (I)- The Intro....

50–60-70– 80-90-100 there it goes -it was one of the fewest occasion his Pulsar crossed the 100 mark barrier on the Delhi-Noida high way.“Bakshi slow down” his friend sitting at the back was shouting at the top of his voice but nothing could deter him now, as this was his way of celebrating.

Celebration – yup this was his exotic way of celebrating a unique accomplishment. Well this celebration was not for coming 1^st in class or cracking the prestigious IIT exams or any medical Entrance or any other normal events which triggers any kind of celebration. It was something special – a kind of accomplishment in which lies his vanity -that was dating gals and then pinning them down. The crown ‘Casanova’ was bestowed upon him by his friends and some of his admirers also tagged him as real time SRK. Well this celebration was for another girl falling for his charisma.

Mr Rohan Bakshi was not the same person initially when he landed in Delhi, he did his 10^th and 12^th from a small school in a small town in Chhattisgarh. Typical youth coming to Delhi for coaching so that he may get through any good Engineering college priority being IIT. His friend use to tell him that he landed on wrong side of the country, he should be in Mumbai pursuing a career in Bollywood or modeling rather slogging for engineering. He used to ignore them and some time will burst laughing on their marks. He was talented, a very good singer, a very good story teller, a good mimic, had loads of jokes in his stocks which could please any one in this world.

The first year of his struggle was in vain, he couldn’t crack IIT and because of his confidence, he didn’t even sit for other Exams. He felt bad asking his parents to support him for the second time preparation. This guilt and need for financial assistance brought him to Call centre job. He found everything related with the job very luring and soothing- night job, good money, hot- broad minded gals, minimum qualification for the post and above all he will get time in morning for his classes and studies. This job changed many things for him, his Enng preparation took a sudden break , he started liking gals, all the parties and outing which he had with his colleagues changed his perception towards gals . Now he knows how to handle them and what pleases them, he has become the master in the act of dating gals and then sleeping with them. Nothing in his life now was more important than gals. Before he could realize he has already developed some kind of addiction for girls, he would do anything just to have the company of gal -in short he was the “Ranjith of bollywood “ only difference was that he won’t indulge in any kind of sinful activity, he believed in everything happening with mutual understanding-no force.

All the gals he dated ,with none he was emotionally attached nor did he love anyone. He never used to feel bad or guilty on breaking anyone’s heart; even he used to make marriage promises but in the end it doesn’t even matter. This has now become his life style and he loved every bit of it. Every day a new challenge. new gal , a new style for trapping her. None of his relationship lasted very long nor did it took him much time to date a new girl.

Everything was smooth in his life but somewhere a tornado was approaching him…..

She was a typical Delhi gal, she was in 12^th std but instead of concentrating on her career she dreamed of dating the smartest guy in the whole world, well her dream has no boundaries but facing the reality she decided to narrow it down to Delhi. She's the spoiled brat, use to watch movies-bunking the tuitions. Grabbing extra money from home for extra tuitions and using those money in beauty parlor and buying dresses, spending the time with other gals in the happening places of Delhi like disco, coffee joins and other places where you get the maximum possibility of picking up a hot dude. She used to do all the things which even guys would dare to do at that age …. That's Sonal Muteja.

Seeing the world in altogether different canvas, where everything is multi-dimensional filled with colors which have no meaning in itself but they are there because they need to be there. Never believed in love and hated those gals who believed in ‘Sex after marriage’ or those gals who believed in QSQT and DDLJ. Only thing she liked about DDLJ was Switzerland and SRK style of flirting. Rest all was crap for her. She believes in dumping the guy before he can even think of that. She totally and completely believes in one-night stand. First drag, first booze, first date, first night out, first BF, first dump she loved every bit of his life which was out of box and nothing normal in it.

Like Rohan, Sonal also has a unique reason to celebrate. Dumping his Boy Friend calls for a party she hits the discotheques with his frnd , and at home it will be another late night Birthday party at his friends place. Her friends use to say that she is very lucky to have such excuses work every time and she would retort –“ Luck favors the daring and the daring will get the best F*** of life”.
A gal every guy would want as a GF but dare to fall in love or have her as wife.

In one of the disco's she ran into him or can say he ran into her-come on....anyways they both ran into each other and they never new that this would have a huge impact on their lives..........

Sonal: Hi!
Rohan:Heloooo!
Rohan:Single?
Sonal: Nope.
Rohan: where is he??
Sonal: Don't worry , he won't kick you for talking with me.
Rohan: ha ha , No i was just concerned that i may not kick him , if he doesn't allow me to talk with you .

She smiled and then both of them hit the dance floor.....

To be contd......