STRANGERS to SOULMATES ~TWINJ OS

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“Demons_in_me” was Twinkle’s username on a well-known social networking application.
She posted a part of her soon to be published novel, ‘Demons in Me’.

“The moment you start believing you are free, I will haunt you revealing the Demons inside Me”

The new post as usual started getting likes and comments. Till she noticed a new follower, “Where_am_I“. A rather amusing username, she thought. In a few seconds a message popped in her phone from the same username.

Nice quote

Thank-you

Nice username!

Thanks!
You look Beautiful.

Please.

Not interested.

I was being honest.

Get another girl, kid!

I thought Punjabis
were sweet.

Not to Perverts.

**Claps**
Just because I think
you are beautiful.
I am a pervert?

What’s there to think?

About girls.
I live in Mumbai.
We aren’t short
of girls here.

So?

So even I ain’t interested in you Madame.

Good for me.

Demons in Me. Lol.

— Offline–

–Offline–

So this is how the conversations started flowing between the two. Twinkle who lived in the northern part of India, Punjab. While Kunj lived in the dream city of India, Mumbai. Both of them unaware of each other’s real identities. It rather wasn’t a good way to start. But who knows, what’s ahead of them.

Sometimes, we feel low for no specific reason at all. Maybe because our soulmate is upset, wherever they are. Maybe not. Some things in this universe are beyond the human understanding.

Twinkle and Kunj had got busy in their own lives. They hadn’t talked after their first conversation. But neither of them felt the need to block the other. Until one day, once again. Twinkle received a message from Kunj after 6 months and 16 days.

16th May, 2018.

Where_am_I :

Hey. Remember me?

The pervert who thinks you are beautiful? 😅😅😅

Anyways, don’t know why I felt like talking to you today. Maybe because you are miles away. You don’t know me. You won’t judge me (I assume). You don’t care about me nor do you hold any expectations with me. And, vice versa.

I just wanted to share something with someone who isn’t around me. You know like the time when we talk to God? But even he doesn’t reply back obviously.

Now don’t you think I consider you God. LOL.

It’s just that. I want someone to listen to me. Someone I know exists and will eventually read this. Even if you don’t reply. It’s Okay.

So the thing is. I am in my last year of graduation. I am living a dream life. I am dating the hottest girl in my college. My grades are good. I am the captain of the college football team. A popular guy, I would say. I have it all what a teenager wants at this stage of life. Now, I am running for the Presidential post in my college. The post I have been dreaming since my first year, when I stepped here for the first time. People envy me. They do. But, I don’t want to lie. It seems fake. Everyone around me are just you know, because I am worth being around. The faculty knows me well, the juniors treat me with respect, etc.

“I stand in a crowd of homo-sapiens,

Watching every single one of them running out of time”

I am choking now. Dear Dairy, you talk?

________

At times, you don’t know what to say. Advices are like free dosage given by every human. But, a true friend doesn’t run to conclusions. They think and help you take the right decision. Like your second brain.

Twinkle felt the same for Kunj. She didn’t know him in person. But the fact that he opened up to her, was enough to consider him a friend and give him the right piece of advice. From the message he sent her, she realized he must be younger than her. A little immature too. Jolly in nature. But with a pure heart. Otherwise, no one thinks of sharing their personal lives with strangers.
He shared it for a reason. Because, he felt she is the right person to talk to. And, she didn’t want to disappoint anyone this time.

26th July, 2018

Demons_Inside_Me :
Hey 🙂
I was busy with my work.
So couldn’t reply you.

I read your message.
Been thinking about the
same lately. I understand,
what you are going through.

“Even Mirrors are fake, let alone the Relations we make”

You are at a high point in your
life. Life is too short to think
on the pros and cons of
everything going around.
You have an envious teenage life,
I feel you should enjoy it. Quit
overthinking. It stops the
positivity being sent to you by
the Universe. This is my
Opinion.

And, Dear Diary? 😂
Yes, I talk!

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Seldom do we bond with strangers. Thanks to social networking sites, it’s getting a habit now. Having its own pros and cons, some unknown people can be destructive while some can be life changing. It’s on us who we chose.

Kunj chose Twinkle and Twinkle chose Kunj. They didn’t talk much. They didn’t talk at all. But at the back of their minds, in their own busy lives. They both thought of each other. The conversations weren’t often. But, everlasting.

10th October, 2018.

Where_am_I? :

😂😂😂😂😂
Sorry!

I got busy. As I told you
it’s my final year of graduation.
Life is Blissful. No complaints,
No demands.

You are a long distance
support system. A real time
motivator. Your message was
really touching. Felt
like someone far away, does
care for me ❤

Right now, it’s going great with
me. So I am standing for the
college elections. Which
will be declared by end of this
month.
Having a great s*x life too 🙈
Also, I have my semester
board exam next month.
I am going to nail it ma’am!

This is my year 😎

“I have eyes to see what I want to.
Ears to hear what I wish to.
Mouth to say what I feel like.
Hands to do what I have to.
Legs to take me where I decide.
I am a lion in Disguise,
I’m what I’m!
I will puppet my own life!”

_________________

It takes 21 days for addiction. Maybe it’s not just drugs, it’s applicable to humans too.

Both Kunj and Twinkle were in a happy place. Adding new chapters to their novel of life. Keeping a track of each other in the back of their minds. Re-reading the few conversations when alone. Smiling at the stranger on other side.

6th November, 2019

Demons_in_Me :

Happy Birthday! 🎂🍺

You might think I have
been stalking you. But I ain’t 😂

Anyways. Have a Great Day and a
Blessed Year 🙂

Also, about your last message.
All the Best for the Elections.
The Exams.
And, the s*x Life.
Though it felt an
overconfident poem.

“So, a piece of advice,
For the Lion In Disguise!
They may live in the same
or in a Different City
You never know,
who prays for your Serendipity!”

____________________

Did I tell you about Addiction? Getting addicted to people.
Have you had a person in your life whom you were once addicted to? Maybe, still are? Imagine that person when you read this. You will. I don’t need to tell you that.
That person who wakes you up with a “Good Morning” message. A person without talking to whom, you can’t sleep. He/She is your addiction.

Twinkle got addicted to Kunj. But, she didn’t realize it yet. He hadn’t replied her even on the birthday wish.

Sometimes, people get so engrossed in their own lives. They forget about others. Even the one who were like their shadow. Twinkle felt the same.
Maybe Kunj had forgotten her, because he achieved what he wanted to. Now, he must have got busy with his life and his so called responsibilities. His dreams.
Maybe, that was the end of their chat. The long distance friendship. Maybe!

31st December, 2018

Demons_in_me :

Happy New Year Buddy ❤

Where are you?

So it’s true, people do forget
us when they kiss Success.
😶

Good.
I’m happy for you.
❤
All the Best for your
future endeavors too 👍

________________

Humans are the most intelligent animal on Planet Earth. The human brain has over a billion neurons which help in storing, retrieving and encoding memories. The storage capacity of a human brain is 2.5 Petabyts (a million gigabyte).
Now, tell me how to forget a person?

Twinkle thought Kunj has forgotten her. But, her instincts didn’t believe it. He wasn’t the kind of a guy who would just walk away or start ignoring someone. She didn’t know him in person. But this is what she felt about him.
Re-reading their conversations just made it more difficult for her. Sometimes, she did think of deleting them but always failed to execute the act.
Also, now she was a bit worried too. How can we get used to a person whom we don’t know? Multiple thoughts started troubling her. Negative thoughts which would tense her at times.

26th February, 2019

Demons_in_Me :
Hey it’s me again.
Busy?

Long time no see.
Thought would just check
on you.
I have something for you 🙂

We never know who will stay.
Nor we know who will walk away.
We can’t even tell who pray?
Or the ones who Prey!
In a galaxy of a Billion Star,
Shining for us from so far.
Every minute and every hour,
To lighten the darkness wherever you are.

**Conversation Deleted**

__________________

Distance is just a word. If love is true.
I had this childhood friend of mine who flew to Switzerland last month. I still regret not meeting her before she left. This one’s for him and too many others who are not in contact anymore.
Reasons can be uncountable. But they don’t matter in front of the loved ones.
Imagine a long lost or forgotten friend messaging you. Picture them. Do you see one? Or many? Maybe a relative, a friend or a crush.
Okay. I am not talking about them now. I am talking about you. You are the long lost forgotten friend, for them. Text them. Tell them you remember. No need to give any other reason.

P.S. – Don’t text an Ex. Let them be lost and forgotten 🙂

Ask any Indian about the Monsoon season. They have been depicted as to be the most romantic seasons. Mumbaikar’s (we the ones who live in Mumbai are an exception). But monsoon can be pretty romantic. The adrak wali chai with garama garam pakode . Sitting in the balcony of your house, enjoying the rains.
Suddenly your phone beeps. It’s him or her.

26th July, 2019

Where_am_I? :
Knock! Knock!

Demons_in_Me :
Hey!

Where_am_I? :
Hahah! Remember me?
The Pervert who called
you beautiful.
🙈Lion in Disguise. Lol.

Demons_in_Me :
Yes. I do 🙂

Where_am_I? :
Long time ha.
I thought you forgot me.

Demons_in_Me :
😄😅

Where_am_I? :
Hey. Sorry. I really am.
Please forgive me.
I read all your messages and I
know you were concerned.

Demons_in_Me? :
It’s ok!
Happens.
No worries.
You were busy I understand.

Where_am_I? :
No I wasn’t.
To be honest.
I wasn’t busy…

Demoms_in_Me :
Ohh. Ok.

Where_am_I? :
You angry?

Demons_in_Me :
Actually. I don’t know.
I don’t know how to react.
Maybe even friendships
can be one-sided.
You have messaged me
almost after a year.
What do you think?
How do I react?
I don’t know.
Read my messages. The
idiotic poems I wrote.
I was worried for the one who
says, “Knock! Knock” after
eight f**king months.

Where_am_I? :
I failed.
I failed in life.
You were right about
the proud poem I sent you.
I am a lion in disguise. Lol.
I can make my own destiny.

Life just banged me
down on my ass.

I couldn’t give my Boards.
I lost my college elections.
My girlfriend dumped me.
I couldn’t take all the failures
at the same time.
I was broken.
I had locked myself
in my house all these months.
I feel. I’m lost.

_____________

Out of the thousand friends you have, 999 are always talking. While, one of them might just shut up and listen.
He/She is a keeper.

Demons_in_Me :
What?
I am so sorry.
How did this happen?

Where_am_I? :
Call it Destiny.

Maybe Karma!

Demons_in_me :
I am here.
If you want to talk.
I’m listening.

Where_am_I? :

Ahh.. Listener!

Surrounded by so many,
Some lying on my face
Some talking behind my back!
Finally, I found a listener
A Thousand Miles Away!
❤

Demons_in_Me :
You fine?

Where_am_I? :
Absolutely!

Demoms_in_Me :
You want to talk about it?

Where_am_I? :

It was my boards. I was all prepared. To be very honest. I was going to nail it. Suddenly, tables turned. I fell sick. Started vomiting during my first exam. Had to be sent home. Same thing happened during the second and third. Fourth day, I couldn’t go at all. I still went. I sat. Suddenly, my body didn’t feel normal. My heart beat increased at an abnormal rate.

I started sweating.
I got up and ran out. The examiner
yelling from behind, “You can’t do
this”. I had thrown my answer
sheet and walked home.

Then a few days later, it was
my birthday. One of the worst days
to be very honest.
I get a message from this girl,
my girlfriend. She says, “This
isn’t working“. I just stare at the
phone reading all these half-baked
reasons dopey reasons.
I replied, “It’s my Birthday“.
After a minute or so she says,
“Hahah… I know. I was just kidding baby. Happy Birthday, Love“.
“Yes. Let’s Breakup tomorrow“, I said
with a sense of disgust.
She was already seeing someone else
when I couldn’t give my Boards and wasn’t going for lectures.

Then at the end of the month, it happens again. I try going to college.
I meet the person I hate now.
I am greeted by fake faces throwing flowers of sympathy at me. They knew something, which I didn’t.
Walking towards the Student’s Council office, I come to know I lost the elections. I have no more positions and responsibilities. Due to the backlog. Staring at me are the faces who once called me, “Bhai..Bhai“. Now whispered, “Pagal hogaya hai ye“. (He’s insane)

–Offline–

Demons_in_Me :
(Staring at the screen
for a few minutes.
A tear dropping on
the touch screen).

–Offline–

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Problems are like elaichi in your dum-biryani. Troubles your taste buds, just when you had started enjoying it. Now, when you share the same biryani with someone. You are indirectly sharing a part of your unwanted elaichi too. There’s another thing to add. However succulent our biryani is, we always feel the other biryani more palatable. Well, I couldn’t find a better way to explain how sharing is important in homo-sapiens.

So Kunj was feeling depressed, broken, and morose and every other negative emotion that existed in the English vocabulary. Twinkle was upset about what had happened to him. She waited day and night for his text. Glued to her phone.

1st August, 2019

Where_am_I? :

Ahh! I talk a lot.

Demons_in_Me :

Hey! How are you?
Please stop being a ghost to me.

Where_am_I? :
Hahah. Ok. Yes.
Actually it’s what I
am going through.
Because of which I
don’t feel like anyone
can understand me.

So it’s better to stay away
from Homo-sapiens.

Demons_in_Me :
What?

Please don’t think that.
I understand you.
Even if I ain’t with you
in the same city and same
place. I understand you or
atleast I am trying to.

Where_am_I? :
Lol 😅
Okay!
Please don’t feel bad.
But I don’t think any
female on earth can
understand me or what
males go through.

Demons_in_Me :
Try me.

Where_am_I? :
Okay. I really didn’t want
to bring this up.
But, if you are insisting.

I really don’t think you girls have responsibilities like us.
We go through things which you can’t imagine. But every girl thinks it’s just her who is being mistreated.

Well. We have to f**king find a job. Take care of a family. Buy a house. Settle down. Which steals our whole youth. And you girls, you just need some guy till you complete your graduation. Just for fun.
Then it’s done.
What are your responsibilities?
You have to just get married after your graduation. You won’t even think of the guy who has sacrificed everything for you.
Most of us. We break down because of this. You girls kill us. We are just alive. We f**king forget to live.
How else do we turn into perverts? You kill our emotions. You break our heart into pieces.

Because it’s not worth trusting anyone of you. Everyone, is the same.
Not all Men. Every Women too.
Every f**king Homo-sapiens is a selfish piece of shit.
What the f**k did I do to receive a treatment from that girl?
Why? Today, I am into a zone of depression. I was an extrovert. Because of one girl, I have become this guy who doesn’t like to meet people, who has become phobic to socializing. This is what you do.

( Does not know how you will take this but it’s just something I think that should be lighted too)

You think it’s over. Let’s move on.
It’s not that easy.
The memories kill us. It kills us to see you walk and laugh and being cuddled by someone else.

What’s the difference between us and animals?
Animals switch partners. It wasn’t humans. Now it’s us. Switching partners every year, every month.
And, those few who are willing to commit. Willing to stay loyal. Willing to love the same person everyday till the end of time.
Why do you do this to us?

Demons_in_Me :
Please. Stop.
It’s not like only you
got problems.
Also, if one girl f**ked your
life. It’s not like everyone
will do the same.
I understand what you are going
through, but unfortunately you
are sounding nonsensical now.

You are angry.

Where_am_I? :

Ohh! Is it?
Am I sounding “nonsensical”?

As I told you. You can’t
understand. You belong to
the same breed.

Demons_in_Me :

Enough!

Just shut up!

You don’t know me. So don’t
even try to compare me with
any other girl.
Just shut your ass.

–Offline–

Where_am_I? :

LOL 😂😂😂
Tried you.

–Offline–

______________

Be it anyone. Every being comes with their own share of happiness and sorrows. Allotted to them depending on their strength to bear it. Maybe your problems are more than mine, but lesser than someone else. But, the same problem can be faced easily by someone else and maybe I would find it almost impossible to face it. Re-read. DM to understand.

I believe Homo-sapiens are living on that part of earth, which is closer to hell rather than heaven. Let’s take Kunj for an example. Such a wonderful person, at least from what’s written about him previously. Never thought he would go through something which would break him completely. On the other hand, such a beautiful soul Twinkle. From what she shows in her messages, her life seems sorted to me. Soon to be a published writer.

15th August, 2019

Demons_inside_Me :

You think women have no responsibilities right? Let me tell you each and everything we face. Since birth.

When we are born, they don’t celebrate. Because, it’s a girl. A shame. She’s not going to carry your family name.

When we are about to go to school, they might think what’s the use of educating her. Educate her in some vernacular medium. She’s anyways a liability. An asset to someone else maybe.

When we just start to learn things, we are given a ‘Belan‘ (roti roller) instead of a pencil. Because, that’s what you will judge us with later. As our talents and skill.

When we are almost done with childhood. We go through a phase where our body starts changing. It bleeds. Which is considered as a taboo instead of considering it natural. Again, do you have any idea of that week long pain?

When we should enjoy our youth just like you. We are restricted to roam around alone. Why? Because now our curves have grown.

When at times, we are allowed to go out. We are touched and pushed intentionally in a crowd.

By the time we have completed our education. We have already been used in an innocent situation.

But, we are taught not to react. Not to say a word. It’s normal, for every girl.

Not to mention the times when this world seems a prison. With a life-long sentence, Marriage. When you get to rape a woman again and again, every night. But, by that time she has already learned to keep quiet.

I really don’t want to start talking about responsibilities. Because, we are already surrounded by pain and sufferings. Don’t you ever judge a woman, because one of us did something wrong to you. Even I won’t judge a man, because of what my guy did to me.

All men are not the same. Similarly, all women are not the same either.

–Offline–

_________________

There’s seriously no shame in apologizing when you are wrong. However embarrassing it might feel.

I would like to mention a Bollywood dialogue here, “Dosti me, No Thank-you No Sorry”. Plain stupid, to be honest. Even if you leave away the thanking part, the sorry part is a must. Who knows what someone is going through, when your words or actions hurt them. So apologize in time, before it’s too late.

Kunj was already depressed. Getting angry for no reason on Twinkle, was more upsetting for him. Twinkle’s feminist message just made it worse. He was ashamed of himself, thinking how to face her. But even after whatever happened between the two, Twinkle wasn’t the stupid social media user who blocks a person and breaks contact. There was some hope for him. So he did what he every guy is good at.

22nd August, 2019

Where_am_I? :
Hey!
I’m sorry. I was a total jerk.
It’s just the depression thing, which blasted out on you in a wrong way.
I just blabbered things I didn’t even mean. Please forgive me.

Demons_inside_Me :
OK.

Where_am_I? :

Depression to me feels like, surrounded by darkness!
Searching for that ray of light.
But, the moment you find it.
You might just got used to Darkness.

Demons_inside_Me :

Hold onto that beam of light,
Hold on to it tight.
Use it to take over darkness,
the path it will show is always right.

Where_am_I? :

Even if I get out of it,
I can’t stop this adrenaline run.
The burns I have on my soul,
might just worsen in the sun.

Demons_in_Me :

I will hold your hand and
calm your beats.
I will help you stand and
get back to your feet.

Where_am_I? :

Ok. This one touched my heart girl.
You should change your username to, Angel_in_Disguise!

Demons_in_Me :

Angel in Disguise!
Is really what I am inside.
But now I quit bending the knee
unleashing the demons inside me.

Where_am_I? :

Listen. I know you are good with rhymes.
I got it.

Demons_in_Me :

LOL! Heheheh. Sorry.
I love rhymes. And, you started it.

Where_am_I?

Hahah yes ma’am.
I am re-appearing for exams. And, I am going to nail it.

Demons_in_Me :

Sure thing, Lion.

Where_am_I? :

Yes my angel in disguise 🙂

–Offline–

Demons_in_Me :

She stared at his last message. Eyes fixated at one particular word.

“My”

–Offline–

__________________

Cupid draw back your bow,
And let your arrow go.
Straight to my lover’s heart for me, for me! Cupid please hear my cry,
And let your arrow fly.
Straight to my lover’s heart for me!

– “Cupid” by Sam Cooke

The above words are lyrics of one of my favourite songs, Cupid by Sam Cooke. Perfect way to explain how love feels at the beginning. Do listen to it.

23rd August, 2019

Where_am_I? :
Hey!

Demons_in_Me :
Do you realize this is the first time we are talking on consecutive days 🙂

Where_am_I? :
Ohh! Is it? Should I text you tomorrow?

Demons_in_Me :
Even that would be
consecutive dumbo 😂

Where_am_I? :
Haha. yeah 🙈

(The phase when conversations start flowing daily)

30th August, 2019

Demons_in_Me :
Hello! Watcha doin?

Where_am_I? :
Chillin with friends.

Demons_in_Me :
Ohh did I disturb you?

Where_am_I? :
Actually!
I like being
disturbed by you 🙂

Demons_in_Me :
Imma Likey 🙈

Where_am_I? :
Hahahah.
That was cute 😘

(The phase where healthy flirting starts and is responded equally)

11th September, 2019

Where_am_I? :
Hey.
My exams will
start from tomorrow.

Demons_in_Me :
All the Best 👍
I know you will nail it.

Where_am_I? :
Thank-you ❤
This wouldn’t have
been possible without you.

(The phase when you realize their importance in your life)

20th September, 2019

Demons_in_Me :
How’s it going?

Where_am_I? :
Great!
Exams were good.

Demons_in_Me :
Good to know that 🙂

Where_am_I? :
What about your novel?

Demons_in_Me :
Yes.
It would be published
by next month.

Where_am_I? :
Ahhh.. that’s some news.
Glad to know that.
My favourite Writer ❤

Demons_in_Me :
Yay ❤

(The phase when both of you are love-struck and the time has come to confess)

_____________

The most amazing feeling is to be madly in love with someone.

Ahhh. The magic.
Day-dreaming. Flirting. Blushing. Waiting. Meeting. Talking. Listening. Arguing. Fighting. Apologizing. Crying. Laughing. Not Sleeping. Calling. Cuddling. Hugging. Kissing.
And Making Love.

Kunj and Twinkle were madly in love with each other. They had come a long way from being Strangers to being one. Love just blossomed between the two. I wish this happens to you too.

19th October, 2019

Where_am_I? :
Happy Valentine’s Day ❤

Demons_in_Me :
Lol. It’s October 😅

Where_am_I? :
So you want me to wait
till February. Also, you
didn’t deny from being
my Valentine. Right? 😁

Demons_in_Me :
Wow!
TRAP
Impressive!
😂

Where_am_I? :
Ahh I don’t believe in
saving a single day
for celebrating Love ❤

Demons_in_Me :
What if I say Yes?

Where_am_I? :
I will fly to Punjab
ASAP! 😎

Demons_in_Me :
Then it’s a No 😶

Where_am_I? :
😅

Demons_in_Me :
Because I am flying to

Mumbai next week. Yay! 🙈

Where_am_I? :
Seriously? Woohooo!
That’s great 😍

Demons_in_Me :
🙈🙈🙈 Excited!

Where_am_I? :
Me too.
But suddenly Mumbai?

Demons_in_Me :
😅 To meet you.

Where_am_I? :
Seriously?
That’s big. Wow.

Demons_in_Me :
Hehehe. Sorry. Kidding.
I got a meeting with
my publisher.

Where_am_I? :
😶
Anyways.
Its huge ❤

Do you want me to
make any arrangements?
Should I book a hotel?
Where will be your meeting?

Demons_in_Me :
Hotel?
I thought I will be
staying with you 😶

Where_am_I? :
What?
Okay. Wait.
I will talk to my parents.

Demons_in_Me :
😂😂😂
Kidding . Sorry.
I have reservations
at The Plaza near Bandra.

Where_am_I? :
😑 okay.
Ahhh.. Still I am so
damn excited.

Demons_in_Me :
I can see that.
More than me. Lol.

There were no messages for a few minutes. Both of them stared at their phone screen. The magical moment had come. The absolutely perfect moment when time goes still. Heart beats like drums. Feels like a dream.

Where_am_I? :
Hey.
I am in love with you.

Demons_in_Me :
I was in love with you already.

Both couldn’t sleep that night. Reading the conversation,
a thousand times.

Blushing at the screen, Letting, imaginations run wild.
Finally together,
From a thousand miles!

19th October, 2037

So this is how my story ends.
Actually, begins.
How they met Each Other from a Thousand Miles Away being 

S T R A N G E R S to S O U L M A T E S❤

Kunj – Twisha. Twisha beta. We are getting late

Twisha – Coming Kunj. So Sorry…Sorry. Dad! Coming in five.

Twinkle – Did she just call you by your name?

The End