“What happened after that?” She asked him eagerly. “We just ran away, laughing our ass out.” said Aaron very coolly. “Haha…you guys are crazy! Imagine if you all got caught. Unbelievable!” She laughed out loudly. “It would have been even interesting if we did!” He was very cool about the way he spoke about serious matters. It had been quite awhile since they have been on the phone. For instance, let’s say, 4 hours…

“So what more have you got to entertain this lady with?” She asked attentively, with the brightest smile on her face. “Well, hmm…how about a kiss?” He asked flirtatious. She cackled. “Really?” While she smiled, she rolled her eyes.

“Really.”

“Well, darling. I’m not that easy. You first go to ask me out, then, laters.” She definitely knew how to have the upper hand. She loved having her way, but that did not mean, she was not the type to listen to a proposal. And when she did, she learnt to compromise. Hence, she was a pro. “Then Lady, would you like to go out with me?” He asked her in a gentlemen tone. She found it amusing. “Asking me out? Already? Nah, I’m going to turn you down.” She smiled, biting her lip. “Well, I did my job. You rejected it, but I’ll still try.” His coolness was incredible. “C’mon, I don’t know know you well enough. A day isn’t going to make me choose. I need more time to get to know you. You may be a stalker, or still even a player. I don’t know you as well as I intend to know you.” She spoke with annoyance. “Well, Missy, I told you. That player trash is over with me. And if you are not planning to trust me, then, I’m sorry. I can’t make you trust me.” He retorted with firmness, and hurt. Deep down in his heart, he really wanted it to work. He wanted her to believe. But he knew his past could never escape him. He had to live and die with it. A player’s play, always comes back in the end.

That night, after they went home, half an hour after, he called her. They spoke about a million things. About their past lives, their selves, their love lives, their personal interests, everything. She enjoyed every bit of time spent with him. She wanted it to go on and on and on. But well, there was also reality. It had got to end some time soon.

“It’s not easy. Help me out.” She spoke softly. “It’s alright, darling. I’ll try my best to make it work. But I can’t change my past, good or bad. But you got to believe me.” He spoke softly with love. And she felt it. “I will try. I promise.” She told him sincerely, feeling bad for putting him into a situation. “Let’s forget about all this, darling. And you actually sound cute when you are mad.” They both laughed at the remark made. Love returned. Silence followed.

Few minutes after, he whispered with great comfort, “Listening to your voice seems heavenly” She bit her lip, smiling, and whispered back shyly, “You sound even better.“ Sometimes, his deep voice sent shivers down her spine. It was bravura to listen.

There was a moment of silence. She did not know what to say. It continued.

After a while, it was too much to take in, so she broke the silence, “Aaron, you there?” He whispered back at her, “Yes, darling, talk.”

“I have got no clue what to tell you.”

“Tell me anything, darling. I’ll listen.”

“Why don’t you talk? You should have something to tell me.” She spoke back irritably. “No darling, you talk. Go ahead” He whispered very coolly. “Well, are you always like this? You know, not talking much” She asked, well with irritate and interest. “Hmm..I like to listen than talk, especially with you. It eases me. And what matters is your presence, even if neither one talks.” Wow! She grinned. Wow! Every minute she was learning about this weird, but very fascinating guy. “Well, then dear, I’ve got nothing to tell you. So I’m off. Alright with you?”“Ya, sure darling. You take care then. Bye. See you sometime.” He answered back. Damn, I thought that will get him to talk, but no, it didn’t! Damn.. “Ya, bye then. Take Care.” Very Irritated. The phone went blank. Beep Beep Whatever She asked him unwillingly.

He grinned too. He did not want to keep the phone either, but well sometimes, you’ve got to play hard. She’s a beautiful, crazy, hyped up lady. Hehe..She brings out a few things from me. He smiled widely. He thought about her the entire night, and finally fell asleep at 6 in the morning.

At the other end, she thought Aaarrggghhhhh…that man is impossible. Well, he wants to play tough…Not a problem! And she smiled , all ready for play.

Well, he was definitely playing hard to get. He had not contacted her since the last time he called her. It was on a Sunday. And today was a Wednesday. oh…he’s killing me. Vivi, you’ve got to play hard all along. Argh!

Back at reality, her phone rang. Ring Ring rrrring! Oh God! She was in a reminiscent mood, so she had forgot about the time completely. It was quite dark at the beach. She realized now. She looked at her phone. It was Cassie. Oops! Reluctantly, she picked up, knowing the reason of the call. “Hey…” She was interrupted by her best friend. It always happened. “Where are you? You were supposed to be at the party an hour ago. Get your ass here, woman.” Cassie shouted, half-mad and half-worried. “I’m sorry. I forgot. I’ll be there.” She spoke in a please-forgive-me tone. “You better” Her best friend cried back coolly, and kept the phone. Beep beep went the phone.

(Continued…)

written by Rashika Fazali

Read – Part One

She laughed Slightly. Thoughts of him always made her smile. Well, he was one of a kind. And she loved every bit of him. For days, since she last saw him, she had been continuously thinking, about all the times they spent together, the times he spoke to her,how he used to whisper in her ear when he wanted to state a cute point or how he used to kiss her hair or her cheek which gave her a sense of belonging and eternal love. She missed everything, deeply and dearly. She cried herself to sleep, every night continuously for 3 months. He hadn’t called, not once since they ended the relationship. Sometimes she thought What kind of a bastard is he? How can he be so heartless? It was hard. Indeed, very hard to come to terms with it. Oh, she had guys in her life before, but this man was  different and perfect, the only one who showed her what love really meant. She came to know, and was very thankful for it. Because, it changed her life. It changed every thing. It made her into a better person.

Well, she was not the best of the best creatures that walked on this earth. She was a woman of her own will, spontaneous, wild, risky, affectionate  and compassionate. She had some of the best characteristics, and people loved her for it. She walked on this earth with a mission, To fight for freedom and find for genuine love. She accomplished it, but two years after, she was left devastated Her current state.

Simultaneously, somewhere in the world, he too was thinking and crying, about a woman. It was not her, but the other girl, the girl he had, but couldn’t get, the one he would and will sacrifice everything. He loved her dearly and deeply. Every thing he did, associated with her, every decision, every move, every thought, everything. This was the woman he could never get. He had all sorts of women, but none like her. With a click of a finger, he could get any woman. Oh, yes, he was a major player, but it was this one woman who entered his world, shook it and left like lightning. It was from her that he first felt and learnt about love. He was amazed at the way how one woman could do so much of damage to his heart, but he lived with it, and he was still living with it. He was not the kind to ever give up. He knew he will get her one day, eventually. It just needed time.

Sigh! She was still on his mind. Every second of the day. He loved her for a million reasons. The way she acted like a two year old kid, the way she was willing to sacrifice everything for love, the way she cared crazily about his feelings, her been the master of her own will, how she hated leaning on someone, gosh! He adored her. He loved every bit of her. And it was her he wanted and craved.

Back to the old one, 3 months after the endless crying, she finally came to terms with it. She stepped down. It was futile crying over someone who was gone and didn’t care. But yet, it was not so easy. Something else happened. Something else clicked. And that was the reason that led to letting it go.

Personal Details. That is what she wanted. She wanted to know where she lived, the proper address, the telephone number, everything. She was on a mission.

Mission: To find the woman on this list. Immediately!!

Name: Rayana Parkinson

Address: 123A Penarth Rd, Cardiff

Telephone Number: 01287-1234-7865

She got into a pair of ragged jeans, a black, tank top, put on her black ballerinas, grabbed her jacket and her keys and got out of the house as soon as she could. She was on a major mission. She started her black, sassy looking BMW 6 series Convertible and went in search of this lady, Rayana. She was racer and loved vehicles. And, she knew the roads, so she knew exactly where she was to go. And she was in quite a blissful mood.

Soon, she passed many roads, many lanes, many trees, many shops and many people.Summer Lane She found it. Number 123A hmm…110 115 120 121 122 123A..This is it. It was a modern house, painted in white as always, with a beautiful garden. It had a funny structure, and that is what caught the eye. She got off from her vehicle and walked to the gate. It was a fine fancy gate. Looks like she ain’t a nobody like me She knocked on the gate. Once. Twice. A servant came. She asked her who she wanted to meet. She said very politely that she wanted to meet Miss Rayana. She asked her regarding what matter and who she was. She said that she wanted to talk on a personal issue regarding Aaron. The servant asked her to come inside and have a seat.

Minutes passed by, Rayana came. She was watched in curiosity and wondered what Aaron had liked about her. Then she saw what he saw in her. She had sharp features. She was pretty in her own way, but couldn’t be told so until a second look was given. She felt a sense of strength in her, a wild natured spirit. Instantly, she began to like her. “Who are you? And what is it you want to talk to me about? asked Rayana curiously. “Well, Rayana, I’m Vivienne. I want to talk about Aaron.” She paused and looked well at her. She saw her slightly twitched. As soon as she heard, she looked at Vivienne with curiosity. “I was Aaron last girlfriend and he does not love me. He loves you. He wants you. There is no other woman who is good enough for him, except you and only you.” She looked at her again. Rayana slowly looked at her. She was shocked, for what she heard was something that was long and old, and to her knowledge, forgotten. She nodded at her to sit with her and asked her to continue. So there, Vivienne went ahead, enlightened her with her past. How she came to know Aaron, their relationship, how she found out he loved Rayana, not her and how it finally ended. Rest in peace. Rayana eagerly listened. She saw the hidden pain in Vivienne, every time she recalled memories and spoke of his name. But more that anything she was astonished. She did not know what to say. This was the same man whom she loved too, but she could not continue what she had with him. This was the man who bought her life, who sacrificed hell a lot for her, but it was insecurity that got to her. And that was why she ended her affair after a month being with him. It was painful, but it was always insecurity and always will be. She stood up. She moved slowly from one end of the room to another end shocked. What am I to do? She was also pleased to know that he still loved her, and that no woman could take her place. But it was plain shock.

On the other side of the room, Vivienne told, cried, begged, tried to convince her. She did every thing she could do in her power. But all Rayana kept saying was she needed some time. Vivienne ached with love. She did not know she was able to do this, but she did. She just walked out. Slowly. She got into her car and drove away to the beach, the place where it all began and ended. It was the place that signified love and hurt. But hurt was more. And it was all because it was not her he loved…

(Continued…)

written by Rashika Fazali

I owe this one to you, hope that we stay together, forever…

Now let’s start from the beginning, before I bumped into you,

I used to party a lot, used to drink too much,

Did some drugs too I guess.

I was down, feeling lost,

Couldn’t get through the day,

Without crying all the way, well anyway

Since I’ve met you I’ve changed…

You’re my wild, wild rose,

You planted love inside of me,

You grew up from where nothing could grow.

O my wild, wild rose,

Now your love is the only thing, that I need,

To get me by naturally…

My heart is crazy and abandoned,

Hope that you leave me never.

You’re beyond my life, my happiness.

May this fragile relation last forever.

My dear, I promise you, that I’ll never forget

Or let go off you ever.

You and only you are my true happiness,

For my heart now doesn’t gleam in sadness…

You’re my wild, wild rose,

My heart is yours, my love.

You grew up from where nothing could grow.

O my wild, wild rose,

And I too am only for you, never to depart,

We shall never be apart…

The love we have is strong,

You got it going on, I can’t believe,

You’ve been with me for so long baby.

Cuz I know, you can do much better than me,

But you’re by my side,

Down for the ride,

And you’ll always be inside my heart…

You’re my wild, wild rose,

You planted love inside of me,

You grew up from where nothing could grow.

O my wild, wild rose,

Now your love is the only thing, that I need,

To get me by naturally…

My heart is yours, and so am I…

We’ll never be apart…never…!!!!

life b4 marriage is like “tigo” “u cn expres urself”

life in honeymoon is like “dialog” “always keep in touch”

1wk after marriage like “mobitel” “v care always”

After 1yr like “celtel” “always changing”

After 10yrs like “hutch” “subscriber nt reachable”