ROTI, KAPADA AUR SEX

I’ve been getting suggestions from my friends about what I should write in my blogs. Some of them even suggested me to do a Chetan Bhagat. Many of my friends from around the world called me and told their real life stories and asked me to write that in my blog. Everyone had the same concluding statement. “Please change the name of the characters.”  I gave a patient ear to everyone.  I really couldn’t write their stories till now as I had my own real life experience to write about. Eighty percentages of my stories are based on true events, where I’ve been a part of it. Many of the real life experience my friends share with me automatically goes into low priority as they don’t fall in the theme of my blog “Love Sex aur Dhokha”.  This story was narrated to me by one of my dearest friend.

The story happens in Pune. The city of bridges (This city holds the record of having maximum number of bridges made across the same river. This city also holds the record of maximum number of two wheelers than any city. This city is very young. This city has a rolling population of students that keeps its average age young.  This is a city of rave parties, fuck buddies and chicks. This is the only city of Maharashtra where public transport (road) is efficient enough to cater to the need.

This story is about Sidharth, Varun and Amrita. I don’t call it a triangular story, because it has many more angles to it, and their sum will never give you 180. It is a story of a Guy (Sidd) who loved a girl. This is a story of a guy (Varun) who thought she was everything. This is a story of a girl (Amrita) who wanted everything. 

Varun and Amrita met first time in a classroom. Was it a love at first time? Who knows? They just exchanged a smile. Amrita was with her group of friends. Varun actually didn’t see any of the four beautiful girls with Amrita. He was stuck by cupid’s arrow that very moment.  Let me introduce you guys to Amrita’s friends. Priyanka, Deepika, Nisha and Shilpa. These five were the notorious 5 of the campus. Everyone knew about this gang.  But Varun could see only Amrita. She is not the best among the group, but yeah, love is blind. They became friends and their friendship moved to the next level. Everything happened so fast that no one actually realized what has happened. You guys will be confused that, who am I? Why am I telling Sidd’s and Amrita’s story?  This story was narrated to me by Shilpa. So u guys also listen to this story in her words.

Monsoon had forgotten to shower that day and we were enjoying the cool breeze in Marine drive when she started speaking.

Once I completed my 12^th grade I wanted to get out of Delhi, and Pune was the best option I could think of.  When I first came to Pune the city looked so different to me. But this city adopted me quickly.  We five become best friends. It was great to be away from home and have all the freedom in the world.  It was almost 3 weeks in the new campus and new life was spicing up. That day when I went with my friends to the canteen I had no idea; I would be meeting with Dev there. Dev was my senior.  He was so cute and a perfect BF material. All my friends were helping me to get closer to Dev. We made it a regular routine to reach canteen when Dev comes there.  All of my friends were helping me somehow. They would call me up and say Dev is here, Dev is there. I would dress up quickly and ran to get a glimpse of Dev.  All my friends were very much excited to get me close to Dev. In this process we actually didn’t know what was happening between Varun and Amrita. Their relationship has grown to that extend that, Varun started gifting expensive gifts to Amrita and she was enjoying it.  We knew she had a BF before joining the College. So why the hell is she going around with Varun? She would always say,  "ladka acha hai! koi toh chahiyena collage mai, time pass ke liye.  You need to have a BF to go to Pubs and restaurants, or else who will make the payments?"

We were all surprised by her strange fundas. But she was always a great friend. She was a girl who knew how to have fun. She was so daring and was ready to do anything for fun. I always loved her company. I still remember the way she hugs me and kisses me in front of Dev, just to make him feel uneasy.

Amrita and Varun was having an easy going relationship till Sidd came into Picture. Sidd was the son of Amrita’s  school principal. I never liked Sidd. He was a moron. He would come in his sports bike to pick up amrita with a cigarette always between his lips. He would remove the cigarette from his lips only to kiss Amrita.  We were all astonished by the strange behaviour of Amrita. Why was she going around with this guy when there is Varun, who is ready to sacrifice anything and everything for her? Amrita was always smart enough to hide her relationships from both of them. I started hating her when she started taking money from Varun, saying that she had no money to go to Nashik to meet her Aunt.  She used to go to Mumbai, with that money.  She was using Varun like an ATM card.

I felt sorry for him. Not only me, Priyanka, Deepika and Nisha were also sad for him. Amrita managed the show, for some time, very much efficiently. She was making a card castle and it has to fall down one day.  We never expected it to fall this way. Every one of our class got a mail from an unknown individual with an attachment of Amrita’s naked photo. We were so taken back. We didn’t know what we have to do after we deleted that mail. We had no idea how to face our classmates or for that matter Amrita. We decided to stand by Amrita and we were sure it was done by Sidd. We went to Amrita and told her don’t worry and everything will be alright. She cried and told us that, she never expected Varun to do this. We all were taken back and was shocked, to know it was done by Varun.

It was 1:30 in the night and I was in deep sleep when my phone rang. It was Varun calling and I was confused. I had no idea, what to do. I received the call and there I could hear Varun crying. Then some how he grasped his strength to ask how is Amrita and she has switched off her mobile and that is why he had to disturb me at this odd time. He asked how Amrita is doing and asked me if I had any clue of the person who sent the email.  I couldn’t control any more. How cruel are you? How can you still call her friend and ask about her after doing such a heinous act. He told me, he had not done that. I was not ready to accept what he was saying. I cancelled the call and went back to sleep.

Next morning Varun was waiting for me. He came near to me and told me, he wanted to talk to me. I don't know why I went with him to the CCD. He was crying, he told me that, he was not the one who had done it. He was also afraid by the fact, who took her full nude photo as he had never captured her complete nude. I could guess it would be Sidd. But why is Amrita putting all blame on Varun?

I had decided to ask these doubts to Amrita. She would definitely know who would have clicked these pics as these pics where not shot with out her knowledge, as she was posing for the same.  Everything turned upside down when I went to our room. When I entered the room all my friends were there in the room and everyone was looking at me as if they were looking at Kasab. The words that came out of Amrita was horrible and I was speechless for couple of seconds. “I thought you were going around with Dev. I never even imagined you were waiting for my breakup so that u can go around with Varun.” “How can you even talk to some one who has just pulled your friend to hell?” “He is a jerk and the only thing he wants is Sex.”  I just wanted to ask her about Sidd and her visits to Mumbai, telling Varun, that she was going to Nashik to meet her aunt. But words didn’t come out of my mouth.

I didn’t speak a word and went to my room. Dee came to my room. I call Deepika as ‘Dee’. She sat near me and didn’t speak a word.  Tears were rolling out of my eyes as if it was a fountain.  She just lied next to me and wrapped her hands around me. We both had no idea how long I was crying and when we went to sleep. Something we never wanted to happen just happened, next morning. Amrita moved out of our house to stay somewhere else. We had no idea where she was going. After few days we came to know about her that, she is in a live-in relationship with a guy called Rahul. We were all confused, how can she just walk into anyone’s life like that.  Its not even a week, she had a break up and she is with a new guy now. Sidd also visits her regularly.

She just walked out of our life, as if nothing has happened.  It was a difficult phase in our life and everyone in our campus used to ask us about Amrita and we had no answers. Everyone started looking at us as if we are all like Amrita and just can do anything for Sex and money. We tried to erase all memories of Amrita from our minds, but it was not that easy. She has been a part of our life for some time now.

There were lot of rumours about Amrita , that, she was addicted to drugs and is a regular member in every rave party in the city. She sleeps with any random guy just to have drugs.  It was too much for us to digest.  We started hating her like anything, when she registered a police complaint against Varun. She wrote in her complaint that, Varun was taking advantage of her and was raping her for two years.  I just don’t understand this guy, who is still ready to accept Amrita if she comes back and ready to go to any Jail if she will be happy. How can Amrita do such a thing to a sweet heart like him?

I could see tears forming in Shilpa’s eyes. Marine drive was cold that night and sea breeze was ample enough to dislodge our hair. I held Shilpa tight towards me. She was complaining about the hostel pics, Amrita had recently uploaded in the facebook featuring all five of them. She couldn’t finish her story before tears started falling from her eyes. There were many girls who cried over my shoulders, but no one has yet cried for her girl friend.

I asked her what could make her stop crying and she came up with an innovative idea. 

Let’s have a Butta.In Mumbai, during monsoon, the  Butta-man around the street corner is in business always...
Roasted on coal-fire and a touch salt, lime&pepper...the roasted corn is great. Ok dear! There is a butta man there, why don’t you go and get a roasted Butta from him. I’ll make a call and join you. She went to the Butta Man and I tried to make a call.  

The phone was engaged and a female was standing behind me by that time. I turned around and found out, she was a hawker trying to sell mineral water and potato chips to me. I could easily identify, she is not a regular, hawker and she looked pretty even in her shabby cloths. I didn’t know why I asked her name while paying for the water bottle.

She reverted back to me “My name is AMRITA and I’m not a ……….!!!

This story is not a work of a fiction. I’ve twisted the story a little bit to safeguard the identities of the individuals involved.