A DIFFERENT STORY

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JULY 6, 2018

FRIDAY

1:30 PM

BHRIKUTI MANDAP EXHIBITION

Today was a special day for Ameet Shrestha as he was launching his third book. He had already published two novels which were unsuccessful. ‘Not Only Me and ‘You are Not Mine’ were two unpopular romantic novels. ‘The Different Love Story’ was the third novel.

The clock showed a time of 1:30 pm. The participant was less in the number because Ameet was not that much popular. People hadn’t heard about his books. Due to his less popularity, the audience was not as accepted.

The time was 2:00 pm. Meanwhile, one guy came in informal clothes. His hair was long and had ray ban glass. He looked like a film star. He sat on the front desk. When he sat on the front desk, one of the young ladies was observing him. The young lady was the lover of the books but she had never heard the name of Ameet. She fell in love with Ameet at first sight.

Sameera Adhikari was the host of the programme. She welcomed the audience and said, “I want to welcome you, Ameetji.  You have already written two novels which were based on romantic one. But you have been saying that the third one is different. So, tell us about the third novel.”

Ameet welcomed the audience and said, “My two novels were based on the love story which was unsuccessful. I didn’t accept the failure so; I was depressed for many days. Later, I realized that I should write the story in different perceptive. So, I wrote the third novel in a thriller way. Although the book seems to be a love story, the novel is full of suspense.”

While Sameera was asking questions to Ameet, the young lady who was at the back sit was listening carefully. The voice of Ameet made the lady fall in love with Ameet more. His voice was charming and magical.

After the conversation was over between Sameera and Ameet, Sameera said, “Now, it’s the time for the interaction between Ameet and audience. We are collecting a few questions because of the time limitation. After the interaction, there is a signature programme.”

Meanwhile, one lady got up who was observing Ameet and said, “Hello, I am Priya Sharma. My question is that what made you write suspense story?”

“Sidney Sheldon is one of my favourite writers. I always wanted to write like him. In the beginning, I tried to intimate him but failed. So, after the failure of the two novels, I wrote the suspense books.”

After a few questions, the book launch was over. Ameet was sitting outside and was signing the book.  Meanwhile, Priya came near and Ameet signed the book. After the signature, Priya said, “Can I get your email address?”

“Sure.”  Ameet was excited and happy so, he gave his email address.

After a week, he was checking his email. He saw Priya’s email and clicked the email.

Dear Ameetji, 

                           Hello. I am Priya Sharma. I came to your book launch. I was glad to meet you and know about your novels.

 Although I love reading books, I had never heard about your name or your books. It might be because of my reading style.

I felt guilty after reading your third novel ‘The Different Love Story.’ I felt why I didn’t read your novels before. You write so well. Without finishing your book, I would sleep. Your writing skills hold to the end. I became your huge fan.

I hope you will write more good books. I wish for the success of your books. Sending you the best wished.

                                                                                Your Reader

                                                                               Priya Sharma

There was a smile on his face. He used to receive these kinds of emails but it was rare. But this email was special for him. That’s why he responded to the email.

Dear Reader Priyaji,

                                      Thank You for your email. I am glad that you loved my book. I am thankful for your sweet words. I hope you shall read my books in the upcoming days.

Again, I would like to thank you for the sweet words. 

                                                                                                  Your writer

                                                                                                  Ameet Shrestha

Luckily, his third novel ‘The Different Love Story’ became the bestseller. After the success of the novel, he felt he was not in the world. He was everywhere. Most of the youth started sending him the friend request on Facebook. The success of the best made him write more novels.

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Ameet was searching an idea for a story on the laptop. Meanwhile, his mobile phone rang. Without looking at the mobile screen, he received his phone.

“Hello,” Ameet said.

“Hello,” Lady said.

“Can I know who is speaking?” Ameet said.

“Ameet, don’t joke. You have stopped recognizing my voice.“

“Who is this?” He was still focused on the laptop.

“You haven’t recognized yet? How strange is it?”

“Who is this? Is this time to joke? Which number did you dial?” He got up from the chair.

“You will be thinking about who I am. I will call you tomorrow.”

Ameet thought that somebody franked with him. So, he didn’t care that much.

The next day and it was evening time. Ameet was focusing on the laptop. His mobile rang. Again, he didn’t prefer to see the number and received the phone.

“Hello.” He said.

“Hello.” She said.

“Who is this speaking?” He said.

“Today also you didn’t recognize my voice. Did you really forget me?”

Ameet was irritated. He never liked these kinds of jokes. He said again, “Please, tell me your name and for what purpose you have called me?”

“Till now, you get angry.”

“How did you know about it?”

“You are no stranger to me. You are my heartbeat.”

“Who are you?”

“Until you recognized me, I will be calling you.”

For the moment, he was lost and his mind was not working. He wouldn’t recognize her from voice. He checked the number and the number was unsaved. Who was the girl and why was she calling him?

Every day she used to call Ameet but he wasn’t able to recognize her. He was fed up with the calls. For a moment, he thought to call complain against her but he thought she will stop calling him.

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Ka:shi Café, Kirtipur

Saturday, 3:30 pm

Ameet and Priya were drinking a cup of coffee. After an email exchange, they both started meeting regularly. Ameet was looking outside whereas Priya was observing Ameet. After one sip of coffee, Priya said, “What happened Ameet? You look different today and serious too.”

Ameet told everything to Priya about the phone call. Priya was amazed. After listening to Ameet, Priya said, “Why don’t you inquiry on Nepal Telecom?”

“Yes, why didn’t this idea come before?”

The next day, he called Nepal Telecom and found out that the number was registered under the name of Nisha. He dialled the number but the number was switched off. He thought she was joking with him. So, he didn’t bother further.

Another day, he was working on the laptop. Meanwhile, he received a notification of an email. He, then, reads the email. The email didn’t have a proper name and address. He was amazed and read an email:-

Dear Ameetji,

                          You were looking handsome on Saturday. You look nice in blue colour. You have told that you shall quit smoking but you still smoke. Not only that, you have started more coffee. You wouldn’t live up with your promise.

You are trying to find out me and my number but it’s not that easy to get me.

                                                                                                 Your love

Ameet was amazed. How would she know about him? He was curious who was she? Anjali only knew about blue colour, coffee, and cigarette. This email was not sent by Anjali. He had many questions on his mind.

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October 2015

Kathmandu

9:30 am

There was rainfall. Anjali was waiting for the vehicle. Nepal was facing blockade by India. So, vehicles were not easily available and people were helping each other by giving a lift. Meanwhile, Ameet came near to Anjali. He took out his helmet.

“Hello. Can I help you?”

Anjali looked here and there. She felt awkward. She didn’t see any vehicles and she agreed to go with Ameet.

“Where should I drop you?”

“Met Life Insurance, Lalitpur.”

The environment was silence. After a few minutes, they reached Met Life Insurance, Lalitpur. She thanked him.

The next day, Ameet reached New Baneswor at 9:30 am and met Anjali. This continued for many days. It had become habitual for both of them and they both started liking each other.

It was the month of November. Both of them were at the restaurant of Baneswor.  It had been almost one month, they were meeting. Although they were meeting, today was their first date. Both felt shy and were looking at each other’s face and smiling.

Ameet, meanwhile, broke the silence and said, “You look nice today.”

“Thank You. You too look nice today.”

Again, the environment was silent. Meanwhile, the waiter came nearby and took the order. They ordered two cups of coffee and chicken mo: mo.

In the beginning, they had normal talks but slowly, they felt comfortable with each other. Ameet worked at the bank and wanted to be a writer. Anjali wanted success in his life and success as a writer. He was preparing to write a book but wasn’t getting an idea.  

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The month was December. Ameet and Anjali were spending their night at the hotel. After a while, Anjali said, “Ameet let’s get married. For how many days, we will be hiding? Let’s not keep our relationship secret anymore.”

Ameet was smoking and Anjali was observing Ameet. He was not looking at her so; she took out the cigarette from the mouth of Ameet. He gave a look at Anjali and said, “Why did you take out my cigarette?”

“Why don’t you take my words seriously?” She was serious as well as annoyed. With anger, she didn’t prefer to look at Ameet.

“Why do you talk about marriage all the time? Let’s not get a rush to get married. Give some time. Wait for three months.”

“Why do you need three months?”

“I am getting a promotion within three months and after three months; I will visit at your home with my parents.”

With happiness, Anjali said, “Are you serious?”

“Yes.”

“And when will you stop smoking?”

“After I leave you, I will stop smoking.” He said and smiled. Meanwhile, Anjali made her face.

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After three months……

Ameet was lost and Anjali was trying to reach Ameet. His phone was switched off. Anjali started panicking. She tried a lot to reach Ameet but failed. She doesn’t know any personal information about Ameet beside his workplace. So, Anjali reached to Ameet’s workplace.

The time was 1:30 pm. She was scared if Ameet didn’t like her visiting his office. With the heavy heart, she reached the bank. She went near to the receptionist and greeted her.

“Hello. How can I help you?”

“Hello. I am Anjali Sharma and friend of Ameet Shrestha. I am trying to contact him but I failed. So, can I meet him?”

The receptionist gave a look at Anjali and said, “The person whom you are searching doesn’t work here.”

Anjali was amazed and said, “But my friend Ameet gave me this address. Can you check again?”

Receptionist again checked but she didn’t see Ameet’s name. She was sad and went back on her way. She felt different from her heart.

When she reached home, she cried for many hours. She wouldn’t handle herself. She had many questions on her mind. She wanted to meet him and share about her one-month pregnancy. What will this society say about her and her pregnancy? She felt ashamed of herself.

For one month, she didn’t come out of the home. Her parents were worried about her. When her parents asked why she was worried. She didn’t prefer to tell about her pain. Her belly was growing which made her worry. Finally, she didn’t see any hope and she committed suicide by cutting her nerves. She was found dead.

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Present Time…..

                               Ameet returned back home after returning for the story. He lied to the bed and saw a piece of note and started reading the note:-

Dear Ameet,

                    How are you, my dear? I know you are doing research for your story. Instead of doing research, why don’t you write your own story? Your life is full of adventurous. Your life is full of love, betray, murder and sex. Your life has full of the story which no other people have. If you publish your own story, you will be a success overnight.

You are thinking who I am. You know me but I know you better than yourself. Have patience. You will get an opportunity to meet me soon.

                                                                                  Your love

Ameet was fed up with the girl. He had no patience anymore. He was curious to meet the girl but he doesn’t have the personal details. He goes back to his past life but he doesn’t remember the girl who has such a charming voice and handwriting. He got lost by thinking about the girl.

The next day, it was around 4:00 pm, he returns back to his home. After a shower, he opens his laptop and nearby laptop, he saw one piece of paper. He read the note:-

You look too sexy in black clothes today. I love you more than yesterday.

He was shocked at how a person can enter his home. His room was locked and windows too were locked. He looked outside through the window. It was impossible to enter the room. Only Mamata knew about the black cloth. How can a stranger know about his cloth preference?

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2016 A.D., Ameet was working in the bank name ABC, Dilibazar. The clock showed a time of 11:00 am. Ameet was in his chamber. His department was the Human Resource (HR). While he was working, his boss Anand arrived in his chamber. Anand was with the lady.

“Can I come in?” Anand said.

Ameet looked and got up. He welcomed Anand in his chamber. Anand and the young lady sat on the chair.

“Ameet, you know that the HR department needs one staff.”

“Yes, sir.”

“From today, Mamata will be joining you.” He showed the girl next to him.

“Her name is Mamata Sharma. She will be assisting you from today.”

We got introduced to each other. Before ABC bank, Mamata had worked in two banks before. Ameet requested Anand for the assistant as he had work overload. He wouldn’t complete his work in deadlines too. He was the head of the department so he had to look at all the work. That’s why he needed an assistant.

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After Mamata had joined the bank, Ameet felt relief and was happy with Mamata’s work. Within three months, Mamata had impressed her colleagues. She was hard-working as well as well-manner. These two qualities had impressed Ameet too.

Mamata was working. It was already 6 pm. She looked at the time and closed her laptop. She rushed to her home. She got up from the chair. Before she reached the door, she saw one note on the table. She went nearby and read the note:-

Dear Mamata,

                          I don’t know how to start. I wrote this note to say how I feel after I met you.

I fell in love with you at first sight. In the beginning, I thought it was just infatuation but I was wrong. It wasn’t infatuation. It was love. Whenever you came near to me, my heart starts beating. I wanted to see you. My heart and brain don’t work as they have been captured by you.

I love you, Mamata.

                                                                                      Your love

                                                                                     Ameet

She was excited. She too loves Ameet but wasn’t getting an opportunity. More than the opportunity, she felt shy. She reached home with a happy face. Although she was at home, she was lost in the world of Ameet. She read the note many times. Her happiness was unlimited.

After this note, they started meeting. Ameet looked handsome and Mamata recommended Ameet to wear black colour.

After one month of dating, they were at one of the hotels. After the physical relationship, Mamata said, “Ameet when shall we get married? How long shall we hide our relationship?”

“Don’t worry. After three months, my parents are coming to Kathmandu from hometown. So, when they will arrive, I shall come with my parents in your home for the marriage proposal.”

Mamata was excited and was convinced with Ameet. They were meeting and nobody knows about their relationship. Mamata was in a rush to get married to Ameet.

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After Ten Months…..

                                     Mamata was working at the office. She was curious because she hadn’t seen Ameet for a week. She started panicking. She gave a call to Ameet but the mobile was switched off. She asked about Ameet to her colleagues but nobody knew about him.

Like Anjali, she didn’t know about Ameet’s personal information. She was fed up. She didn’t know where to search. She felt that Ameet betray here. But why did he betray her? In the beginning, when she didn’t see Ameet at the office, she thought that he had personal work so, he didn’t attend office but after a week when she didn’t see him, she was sure he had betrayed her.

She truly wanted to meet Ameet. It had been more than two weeks, Ameet was not found. Still, his mobile was switched off. Mamata felt low and wasn’t able to concentrate on her work. When she was not able to get Ameet, she cried a lot. What will society and her family say when they know about her pregnancy? 

She resigned the office. It had been more than a month, she stayed at home. Her family was shocked to see her at home with a serious face. Her parents asked her about her changed behaviour but she didn’t prefer to say anything. She remained quiet. Moreover, she didn’t tolerant anymore and she committed suicide.

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Present Time…………..

                            Ameet opens his laptop. He checked his email. The email was of Anjali. He felt heavy. When he saw the email, he was more shocked. The email had an attachment with photos as well as videos of Anjali and Ameet. He was shocked that how would Anjali send those photos and videos. Who is after him?

The next day, he received videos and photos of Mamata and his. He was surprised. On the next day, he went to the computer workshop to track the emails. When the email was tracked, he was able to know that those emails were from Anjali and Mamata’s laptop. When he knew about it, he was furious. Both Mamata and Anjali are not alive and how can they send emails? He started doing research on them. He even reached their home and was able to know the person behind those calls, emails, and notes. At first, he wouldn’t believe his eyes.

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Ameet reached Priya’s home. He rang the doorbell and Priya opens the door. She smiled when she saw Ameet and Ameet entered the room and sat on the sofa. Meanwhile, Priya made two cups of coffee.

Priya sat on the sofa. After one sip of coffee, Priya said, “You came suddenly. Do you have any work?”

“Yes, I have some work with you. Can you come at home today?”

She felt suspicious but she wanted to know the truth so, she said yes.

“I will come but at what time?”

“At 7:30 pm.”

“OK.”

After a cup of coffee, Ameet left Priya’s home.  Ameet was different today. Priya had doubt on him that he might have known about her. Ameet came in Priya’s home without a call. 

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Ameet gave his address when he was at Priya’s house. The clock showed a time of 7:0 pm. Priya reached Ameet’s home and she found the home huge from outside. The door was open. She looked here and there. There were photos of Ameet only. When she was looking at Ameet’s photos, he came downstairs.

“You are welcome in my home,” Ameet said. Ameet had gloves in his hands. Whereas Priya was scared. Ameet came near to Priya and said, “I have a surprise for you today.”

“What’s that?”

“Come upstairs.”

Ameet took Priya in the darkroom. There were two chairs in the room. Ameet requested Priya to sit on the chair. She was feeling hesitation.

“Have a seat. Why are you feeling hesitation?”

After the request of Ameet, she sat on the chair. When she sat on the chair, he tides Priya with a rope. She tried to help herself but she didn’t succeed.

“What the hell are you doing?”

Ameet smiled and sat on the chair. Both looked at each other. Fear would be seen in the eyes of Priya and Ameet was observing her.

“You might know why I brought you here?”

Priya was silent. She knew why she was in Ameet’s home but she wanted to hear from Ameet.

Ameet breaks the silence and said, “Aren’t you the same person who used to call me, send emails, and notes? Why did you do so? I know you did those stuff but I want to hear from you.”

“Yes, I was behind those calls, emails, and notes. I came closer and you became a friend of mine. I was happy and wanted to take revenge on you. Mamata was a good friend of mine. I and Mamata was a childhood friend. She had told everything about you and had shown your photo. When she showed me your photo, I was shocked to see your photo because Anjali had shown your photo too.”  

Ameet was listening to Priya. Meanwhile, Ameet said, “How did you know Anjali?”

“She was my own sister.”

“What? But she didn’t tell me about you or I saw photos of you in your home.”

 “I knew you could come to my home so, I hide all of my photos so that you wouldn’t recognize me.”

Both were looking at each other and she said again, “Both Anjali and Mamata were happy with you. They had loved you deeply but you made them commit suicide. You killed their love and babies too. Why did you do so? How many girls have you murder besides Anjali and Mamata?”

Ameet smiled and said, “Yes, I forced them to commit suicide. Not only them, but many girls also committed suicide. I wrote two novels which failed. So, for the third novel, I used girls. The third novel became a bestseller. The fourth novel is about Mamata and Anjali. Nobody will know who killed them. Now, you will also die because you know about me.”

“Before you kill me, I want to know something.”

“Sure. I will fulfill your last wish.”

“Did you really work at two of the banks or pretended to work? After some months, you got lost but where did you get lost? Moreover, why did you take photos and video recording?”

“Good questions. I used to work at banks but I gave the wrong address to Anjali. I often used to visit this house and nobody knew about this address. I did a video recording so that I could blackmail them. Due to video recording, many girls committed suicide.

Mamata and Anjali didn’t use a condom so they were pregnant. You might think about how I knew about it. I needed a story and I used to follow them. I saw them visiting the hospital, I knew they were pregnant. So, I got lost and changed my number and working station.”

“You will be punished for this.”

Ameet smiled and said, “Who will say about my crime?”

“I will say.”

“I know that you are recording our conversation but you don’t know that you will be unconscious after a few minutes.”

He observed her and he said again, “I know you are shocked. When you had asked me a glass of water, I had mixed medicine in the water. You will be unconscious. And I will murder you.”

Within a minute, she was unconscious. He took out the rope. He carried her and took her into his bedroom. He played with her body. After a few hours, he took the naked Priya in the previous room and killed her with the big knife. He made her body into pieces and knew where nobody would know about it.

After a few months, Ameet’s fourth novel was launched. The novel name was Priya. The novel was about Anjali, Mamata, and Priya. The novel was a thriller and the novel was a huge success. Whereas, on the other hand, police were searching Priya but weren’t success to find her. Her parents were waiting for her and had hope that she shall return back home. They didn’t know she was murdered.

Ameet, on the other hand, became sensational. He was everywhere. The youth loved him and his books but nobody knew about his dark side.