Love....everlasting? (Chapter 15)

A few months back
Aryan was about to publish another book, and for celebrating its launch, he wanted to invite Jenny for a treat. He wanted her to be with him, nothing could ever describe that feeling, he wrote down a letter for her that never reached her. Even in these modern times, when doing something romantic he preferred using traditional means to convey his feelings, the modern ways of using e-mail or some social messenger just didn't cut it. The rush of hiding that letter in that person's personal belongings, without their knowledge of that page of paper ever existing was somewhat phenomenal, then that journey of discovering that letter, exclaiming surprise, then feeling joyous from noticing the letter from someone close and the cluster of emotions which would get exuded upon the completion of reading that letter was indescribable.
Aryan was very introvert except for times like these, when he used to let his emotions fly wild. It was very rare among people, but when writing his own personal diary or letters like these, it was very common with him, so he was quiet adept at doing such things. When he wrote down that letter with the best effort to write, showing the best handwriting he had ever penned, he felt so nostalgic that, he, at one point, broke down into tears, she was not his girlfriend back then, she had only been a source of trauma, by keeping him constantly waiting and going out with other guys while she did so, so penning down these feelings was a pain to him. He had loved her as much as anyone could ever love a stranger, some would have said he loved her more than his own parents, but he himself never accepted that, he put this letter in her bag when he met her for some coffee.
Present Day
Aryan was strolling in his study, tense, worried, as to what the hell was going on in his life, in the past few months he had discovered that the love of his life had cheated on him, gotten together with her ex, had planned to run away but went missing instead, he himself somehow was connected to this story but he didn't remember any of it, he had recovered a few fragments of his memory somehow but they created more questions than answers, now she was the prime suspect in the murder of Aamir, her love, her ex, earlier turned present.
Jenny was not a killer.

Love....everlasting? (Chapter 14)

The news was as stunning as the past events that had occurred, it was out of nowhere that news channels on the television were claiming that the dead body of Aamir was found, the prime suspect was Jenny, owing to her close bond with him and some of her things being found at the crime scene. Her being missing also aided in the assumption of the police's conclusion of her being the prime suspect, now the news channels were displaying her pictures with captions beneath stating a prize to be rewarded to the person responsible for finding her.
Aryan closed the television and took a deep breath, all this was too much for him. Apparently, the love of his life had used Aryan, deceived him for the mere purpose of being with Aamir and was now being suspected as the person responsible for his killing. All this was too much to handle at once. It was made more chaotic, as Aryan had not completely recovered his memory. Maybe, just maybe, if he could get back all his memories, he could make some sense out of him and even help the police solve the thing and prove Jenny innocent, at least of Aamir's murder, one thing was for sure, she could not ever, ever, be held responsible for harming that son-of-a-b*tch even slightly, murdering him was another thing entirely. Something was fishy and Aryan decided to get to the bottom of it.
Aryan called up Vikram,"Hi, dude, whatsup?"

My Memoir

This is my memoir, of my time with her,

I loved her, I knew, but her love was a misnomer.

I felt through the enchanted visions of lies,

Asleep in a stupor, trance, stuck in my tries.

All that was cast aside one day, thrown apart,

Like a useless cast, I was torn part by part.

Nothing left in me, nothing human I tread,

Hoping to move on, hoping to leave the life of the dead.

Being Crazy

Lying on the bed, looking at the ceiling,

Thinking about life, and its rules so tiring,

Sometimes I just want to let go,

Of civic sense, of etiquettes and just roam to and fro.

Sometimes it's good to be crazy, better to be happy,

Better to sit down and laze, then ruin things, snappy,

Being normal is so boring, nothing can ever be gained,

By being in this rut, in this scheme of things tamed.

Love....everlasting? (Chapter 13)

Aryan took Sneha's phone and called Vikram.
"Vikram, there's some good news and some bad news."
"The bad news is the police is looking for you…"
"Yep and the good news is…"
"Yeah?"
"She might have gone to Bijibihada."
"Kiska kya bigaada?"
"Hmph. It's a place in Kashmir."
"Oh, so what are you going to do now?"
"We're going to look for her there."
"We're going to look for her there,"said Vikram imitating his voice,"Dude, you mad or what?"
"Umm, why?"
"You're not going to Kashmir to a place the name of which you can't even pronounce properly."
"But, I need to find out what happened to her!”
"Do you even have the address of that place?"
"No. But…"

Love....everlasting? (Chapter 12)

He waited for the police to go away. He stood in a corner of the nearby street smoking, awaiting the departure of the policemen. As soon as they left, he went to the door of Sneha's house, rung the doorbell and waited. She opened the door immediately and whispered, "Quickly! Get in!"
He walked straight in and went to the living room, he waited for her there.
Just as she walked in, Aryan lost his cool,"What the f*ck? You called the cops? Are you crazy? Why in the name of God would you call the cops?"
"First of all, you're wanted for questioning by the police regarding Jenny's disappearance, it's all over the news. Second of all, I didn't do it."
"Well then who would?"
"I don't know, who knows about you being here?"
"Well there's only Vikram, but he would never betray my trust."
"It's time to check your friends, Aryan, who is trustworthy and who is not."
Sneha had a serious look on her face.

Love....everlasting? (Chapter 11)

Aryan knew that her closest friend was Jyotika,  but, he couldn't talk to her as he had deleted her number a long time ago, after an episode with Jenny. So, he chose to do the next best thing, talk to her other best friend, Sneha. Now Sneha was also a friend of Aryan's, she sympathised with Aryan, somewhere down the line, he had felt that she liked him, but was proved wrong many times, although he never had an interest in her. He just did that to make sure, she wouldn't be an issue between him and Jenny, so the love thing wasn't an issue. It had merely just been a thought, or a false sense of instinct. All these people were really close friends at one time, there was also one guy, but he wasn't that close to Jenny as Sneha was. The next day, he went over to Sneha's place. The auto rickshaw guy said,"Sir, I've seen you somewhere."
"Maybe, I'm a writer and a model,"said Aryan.
"Oh, maybe…oh…" the guy appeared shocked for a moment, he recovered and said,"Sir, I remember you now, you appeared on news that day, sorry, sir, but I cannot take your money."
"Come on, tell me, how much, I'll look in the metre,"saying that Aryan tried to look into the metre but the guy immediately switched it off.
"Sorry, sir, I cannot take your money, I'm going to tell everyone I met you."
"I'm not that famous."

Love....everlasting? (Chapter 10)

Vikram saw the expression on Aryan's face. He nudged him in the shoulder and said,"Dude, you ok?"
"She…he…I…Vikram….I know what happened here, I saw her here, I did…"
Vikram stopped the car, leaned in, looked at him anxiously and said,"And?"
"She was here waiting for her ex-flame. I came to know about that from Kamal that day, as I told you earlier, right?"
"Right…so?"
"So, I came here that day, confronted her, and had a fight with her, she went off, technically speaking it isn't wrong to meet up with a guy or her ex-flame for that matter…but.."
"It is, but go on.."
"No, it isn't, it isn't normal, but it's not wrong…so the problem was she had lied to me about it, she had told me she was out with her grandmother and she wasn't, so I went upto her and asked her about it, but instead of getting guilty, she got angry, shouted at me, and stormed off, it was a huge argument, she said that I didn't trust her and things like that, you tell me buddy, did I do anything wrong?"

Love....everlasting? (Chapter 9)

Aryan picked up the phone and dialled his number, Vikram's number. As the call was about to be connected, a thousand thoughts crowded his mind, 'Jenny? If she had to run off, where'd she go? If she hasn't called, that means, she wasn't able to call her up, what could be the reason of her not calling her? Is she okay? Is she fine….why am I bothering myself, she cheated on me…' With the last train of thought, his eyes became wet again, he was in pain again, just as he started sobbing, the call got connected,"Yeah, buddy, what's up?"
"Why'd she cheat on me brother?"
"Aryan…"
"See, what Karma has did to her, she cheated on me, now she's missing, Vikram, I lost my virginity to her, I wanted to marry her, I loved her more than my mother, my father, my sister, myself and anything else in this world. When I touched her skin and stripped her of her clothes, it wasn't like all lust, it wasn't like I was about to have sex with her, it just felt as if I we were two halves, combined into one, when I put my hands on her breast, when I entered her, when she uttered those moans of pleasure, it wasn't a mere orgasm, my friend, I experienced heaven. She, she was my baby, my love, she was more beautiful than any actress, sexier than any supermodel and cuter than the cutest baby, I vowed to protect her with my own hands, my hands…" as he said this he looked at his hands,'useless' now according to him.