A
year had passed by, I was busy with my small business of my internet cafe. I
had also set up a small coaching center at my home. I used to take tuitions for
school kids. I was earning reasonably well. My parents were forcing me to get
married. Mom used to show me pictures of girls. Majority of them were pretty.
But my heart still yearned for her. It has been more than a year. Her voice
used to strike me in my dreams.
Even though I hated her, at some corner of my heart, deep inside, a feeling for
her still existed. I have spent 2 years of my life with her. Even though she
was never committed with me, I was, at every moment spent in those 2 years.
I still remember the day she received the friend request from that guy. It was a Sunday afternoon. She had come to my place for lunch. She was facebooking on my computer and had asked me if she could accept it, and I agreed. I had never thought that the same guy will be the reason for our break up, else would have never allowed at the first place. Sometimes I used to repent for my decision. But, how could I ever think of her leaving me for a bald guy in his late thirties, just because him being richer and sweet talks. He was working as a Software Developer and used to earn thrice as much as me. I had never thought that he could take away my girl.
A few days later, we had a major fight regarding some issue. We did not even talk for a few days. But me being weak hearted, could not stay away from her for long. I apologized and tried to sort out things. Even though we patched up, things had changed in these few days. She had started talking with him for hours. Once I remember taking her out for dinner and dropping her at her PG after dinner. I was happy. Once I reached my room, tried her number and it was busy for nearly an hour.
I SMSed her “ Who are you speaking with for an hour?”
I did not get any response. It was midnight and I slept off. When I got up in the morning, I saw an SMS from her “ Sorry, I was speaking to a friend.” It was 2.15 AM, the message timing.
Gradually it became a regular affair. Her phone being busy at night times. Sometime it was her uncle, sometimes her cousin, and sometimes her friend from Delhi. She could even concoct the conversations. I always had a feeling that she was lying. But whenever I questioned her too much on this issue, she used to shout at me telling that I am selfish and that is why I don’t have friends to talk to.
Whenever she was with me, I used to notice her phone ringing at times. She used to ignore the calls. It was always from someone named “Shahil”. On questioning her, she told me that it was her schoolmate staying in Assam. I secretly checked her cell once and got to know it was a Bangalore Vodafone number. There are lots of applications to track numbers, which she was unaware of. Finally with lots of fights, she agreed that it was the bald guy itself. I tried to convince her in all always, but failed. When my temper rose to the highest level, I broke her sim card, thinking that to be the solution. The very next day, I got her a new connection. But that did not stop her from contacting the bald guy.
A few days later, she had plans to go home, to Assam. However she was short of money. She had asked me for it, however I was myself dependent on my parents to book my flight tickets. Bald guy came running for rescue and this became the biggest reason for their friendship.
Everytime I used to tell her about breaking her friendship with bald guy, she used to tell me about how he had arrived for her help where I could not. She used to tell me that he’s the person she trusts the most in Bangalore. I used to feel helpless. She used to regularly talk with bald guy for hours and hours, till her battery dries out. I used to wonder, what interesting topic he used to discuss about, a guy from his late thirties. I often asked her. She used to assure me that he had a girlfriend in Delhi and I should not feel insecure about him. But, how could I possibly? She used to talk with him late nights for hours and expected me to believe that he had a gf. Later I came to know that he had an ex-gf in Delhi, who was in a relationship with some other guy at that time. He still had feelings for her.
After my accident, my gf who had already broken up with me became closer with Mr. bald guy. They used to often meet up for dinner, movies etc, going to places where I could never afford to take her. But things changed as soon as he knew of me leaving Bangalore, bald guy decided to leave too, to Delhi, stating that he had patched up with his ex gf. A month later, he left Bangalore, leaving behind my girl, whom he had never given any promise or commitment. I was shocked on hearing this. He had screwed up our relationship and lives of 2 persons, me and my girl.
But, more was to follow. Later I got to know that, he had went to Delhi to save his girl. His girl was getting married to some guy from Delhi and he was going to stop that. With his sweet talk, with which he had influenced my girl, same way he did to his ex gf. His ex gf was forced to desert her fiance and came running for him. So, another relationship was broken for the bald guy.
Few months later, he deserted the girl stating that he was not in a position to accept her as she was in a relationship with someone else for 2 years. I was stoned when I heard it. One guy had affected the lives of 4 people and broken 2 relationships. God knows how many more are to follow or how many were affected because of the bald guy earlier.
I will forever remember the words from the bald guy, the only time we ever talked:
“Relationship and Friendship are 2 different things. I never interfered in your relationship and so you should not interfere in our friendship”. He never wanted my girl to leave me and go for him. He never wanted to commit to anyone. He just wanted to satisfy his selfish needs with the power of his money.
An advice for girls, don’t try to find perfection in your guys, because perfect guys don’t exist in reality. In search of perfection, don’t screw up your relationship and end up with psychos like the Bald guy in this story. You will be left with nothing. Meanwhile he may be still in hunt mode and you may be his next target. Stay safe.
(This is a story of fiction. All characters and descriptions in this story are fictional.)
~By Parthajyoti
