Nepal ko chora - uffffffff!!! :P why are you in such a hurry to criticize my story ke?? ;) la la i guess your wait ends now and here's the story ke, but don't be too harsh in your criticisms ke cause you know i am not Sajha Gazer.:) :) Sajha Gazer - Would love some comments from you and i know it's not even comparable to yours but i tried! :) He walked towards the back of the long line that had the sign “Green cards”, he still had the receipt of the Singapore Airlines between his passport even thought there was no return ticket. After he got into the taxi that was heading towards his friends house, looking out the window into the night life of the city he smiled thinking to himself “NY NY”. A week had gone by; it was not like she was expecting the phone to ring but she kept her eyes on it anyways. She stared at the wall for a while then turned off the lights. His work started to keep him busy but he seemed happy where he was. He didn’t even think about her anymore, there were other things to think about now. 18 days! She told herself that today she won’t even look at the phone but just as she is about to turn off her lights the phone without a doubt does ring! With excitement she turns off the lights and runs over to cordless on her bed. “Ke gari ra ni?”, his voice just gives her goose bumps from the tip of her nails to her shoulders and down her spine. And it starts all over again! Just like the first time she started to call him. She talks for 5 hours that night! She seemed to have so many questions to ask him. He found that kind of odd because it seemed like why did she want to know about every little detail. Shouldn’t she just be happy that he remembered her and called her? This showed that NY had changed his attitude, it seemed like he thought he was better than he was before. But he answers all her questions with meaning. He had missed talking to her, and now that his new apartment had finally been fixed he had brought a brand new computer. They exchanged emails and who would have guessed they started talking online for hours everyday. Sometimes she would just want to hear his laughter that had enchanted her from the beginning and they would talk on the phone. Not like they ever met after the party but she had always wanted to be closer to him, closer than just on the phone. She knew that wasn’t possible or for at least the time being back then but now she felt like “is it even possible?” A year on the phone and msn, slowly their conversations started to drift into more serious matters. She felt like she needed him now more than anything but he kept telling her that “I’ll talk to your parents when I am done organizing everything here, it’s all a mess right now”. It certainly was a new place to him; he had never been out of the country before. And NY was not petite. Her parents had started looking at guys for her, and she of course couldn’t deny whatever their decision would be. She kept on telling then not now, I am not ready yet but she was just making up the excuses for him to be ready. ‘Ke garyo ni aja?” she asks him with a certain degree of eagerness in her voice. As usual he answers all his activities throughout the day. But he doesn’t ask her what she did, almost like he didn’t care at all. This gets her, why doesn’t he want to know. Does he have someone else now; she couldn’t even imagine him being with another girl. She asks, don’t you want to know what I did? Don’t you care anymore? If you didn’t want to know then why did you call even call me? What was the point of it? He didn’t like the bombardment of questions coming from her and certainly wasn’t in the mood to start a fight, so he says he’s tired and just hangs up on her. At the end her suspicious got the better of her and she finally stopped making any contacts with him. She thought to herself that if he truly loves her, he will call even after this discussion. Why did she care so much? She thought to herself that I don’t care what he does in NY, I don’t care anymore, how can he just hang up like that? He’s never done that before, it was always her who would be the one to bring up the goodnight part every night. Only the first drop of wetness inside her ears told her that she had started to cry. She didn’t sleep all night. She couldn’t. They would come and she would wipe them off, was it just her tears or her memories of those long hours that she spent laughing with him on the phone? In the morning, her character told her that she wouldn’t want to marry a guy who could not understand her. He didn’t understand what was going on or what had just happened. This is not possible, I can never forget her. His stubbornness makes him wait for her to call but she doesn’t. Six months, he is talking with his best friend, who his her cousin and he does indeed find out. She is to get married a week from today. I guess it’s finally over. He says it like he was relieved to finally get rid of her. She didn’t care about what happened and if she was able to move on so easily just like that. He thought to himself – so why can’t I? He stopped thinking about her and decided move on with his life or at least that’s what he thought he was doing. One day, at work he sees a beautiful girl that just sweeps him off his feet. For the girl it would be the start of her first love and for him it would be the start of fatuous love, filled with just passion for the girls figure and commitment as to who wouldn’t want to be her boyfriend?