Maybe...

Love… Love is the base of all emotions.
It catches you unaware… unexpected…unprepared.
People try to run away from love…
But after a few miles…they bump into it.
The most magical, enchanting and unimaginable feeling of your life…Love.
They say…Love is complicated…
But had it not been complicated… It wouldn’t have been love.

In my first post here on Karma ‘n’ Konfessions, I am gonna tell you guys a story. A story of a guy who is as average as you and me are. I cant remember when I had written it. But I am sure it was one of those times when I was in the most interesting phase in my life. A phase of self doubt and confusion. A phase which engulfs all of us within itself at some point of time in our lives.

Everybody has his own life… Everybody has his own terms for living it.
Every person on earth constantly makes a constant and sincere effort to live his own life according to his own terms… his own rules.
Some succeed in doing so… Some don’t.
Omi, like me, fell in the latter category.

Omi was a weird guy. A flirt of the highest grade, Omi never knew what true love meant. All that he knew abut love was a boy and a girl getting into a relationship. Perhaps that is why he never knew the true meaning of love. In spite of this he was liked by one and all. He was a computer engineer and had loving parents and great friends who supported him in all walks of life. But the problem with Omi was that he could never do what he wanted to do, and whatever happened was never even thought of. This is Omkar Joshi and his story.

Omi was sitting in his plush cabin at The Koncept advertising company where he was working as a creative director. Omi had never imagined that an ordinary engineer like him would end up earning a hundred thousand rupees per month doing the job of a creative director in India’s leading Ad agency. A Day like this, when he did not have much to do in his office was also one in a hundred thousand. Sitting calmly on his chair, Omi was thinking about his friends who also like him were losers at one point of time but were now earning like hell doing variety of jobs ranging from Finance management to Acting. “Academics don’t matter…” he thought. He started sipping his cappuccino. He preferred Cappuccino because it reminded him of a coffee joint. A place that had changed his life forever… He was stirring the coffee. The stirs reminded him of the twists his life had taken in the last 6 years. “If… If, for once had I kept my f****** ego away and called her, maybe…things would have been different today.” He thought. His thoughts were disturbed by a knock on his door.

It was the office peon. He had brought the daily mail. He placed them on Omi’s table and left. It was kind of funny. People still wrote letters in the blitz klieg age of emails and sms’.

As Omi started going through the letters, one specific letter caught his eye.
It had to catch his eye… after all… It was Nisha’s letter.


Nisha Deshpande:

Nisha was Omi’s best friend. She had met him in his engineering college and was his batch mate. She was a simple girl with equally simple dreams. All she wanted to do in life was to study, get a good job and eventually get married to a guy who would care for her… who would love her. She had made a self pact that she would not fall in love with anyone during her college days… that is exactly when she fell in love In love with the guy who was her best friend. Yeah… Nisha loved Omi.

Everyone in the college including Omi knew about Nisha’s feelings for him. But Omi being Omi chased hot babes and succeeded in getting them. Not once during their engineering years did Nisha tell Omi about her feelings, basically because she was too busy listening about his feelings for other girls. She was a good girl, but… Omi never realized this fact.

One fine day… Nisha left for the US of A on a job assignment.

It had been two years since she left. Omi had not tried to contact her, but she stayed in touch. Love makes you do things your ego doesn’t permit you to do. Ultimately either your ego wins… or you win.

Nisha won…. In spite of no replies from Omi… she stayed in touch.

Omi lost… He couldn’t call Shweta even once… One phone call and his life would have changed…


By the way… Shweta was the girl who Omi loved…
She was the girl who came into his life… and added a new word in his dictionary…LOVE.

Shweta Kulkarni:

She had met Omi accidentally. She was hot at first sight and cute at the second sight. A model by profession she had a major attitude problem. But her attitude was justified basically because she knew that she was worth the entire attitude. She was also a good person at heart. Envy for other girls, whenever she entered a room, other girls would suffer from a huge inferiority complex.

Shweta and Omi go back a long way. When Omi was struggling to get a model for his first ad film campaign, Shweta, who was also a struggler then, worked with him and that too for free. Though the campaign did not work out for any one of them, they became good friends and Omi insists on working with Shweta. Omi fell in love with Shweta and for once he came to know what true love is. Shweta also started liking Omi, but the problem was the ego clashes they had between them. Their egos and attitudes didn’t allow them to express their feelings in front of each other and as a result they got hooked up with different people.

Shweta got into a relationship with Rahul.
Omi got into a relationship with Jhanavi.
Nisha was still waiting for Omi…

Omi really liked Jhanavi, but he never loved her…
By the way Jhanavi was Omi’s girlfriend.

Jhanavi Kapoor:

Sweet to an extent of being irritating and cute to an extent of being sweet… Jhanavi was the most talked about girl in college and was totally swept off her feet by the Oh-so-creative Omi. Omi was totally pissed with the fact that he could not get into a relationship with Shweta when Jhanavi entered his life. When Omi came to know that Shweta had found a boyfriend, he knew that he had to give Shweta an answer… An answer slam in her face. His answer to Shweta was a question for Jhanavi and Jhanavi’s answer was a disappointing one for Nisha.

Omi and Jhanavi had a steady relationship for two years. They broke off just a day before their send off.

Omi had not seen Shweta for two years.
Omi had not seen Jhanavi for two years.
Omi had not seen Nisha for two years.

At least he got to see Nisha’s letters.

So coming back to the letter his peon had got for him, Omi could see the typical Nisha stamp on it. Nisha on every letter used to write "OPEN WITH A SMILE" on the back flap of it. No matter how childish it looked, it still managed to bring a smile on Omi's face. And today was no different. He smiled and opened it.

As he started to read the letter, he was shocked, because for the very first time in 6 years had Nisha told Omi bout her feelings for him.

Omi was dumbstruck by the fact that the girl still loved him after seeing his n number of affairs…

“Maybe Nisha is the girl for me... or isnt she?”

As Omi was thinking about Nisha as his prospective life partner, his mobile phone rang…
“Hello, is that Omkar Joshi?”, enquired a familiar sounding female voice from the other side.

Not able to recognize who it was Omi said,”Yeah, but may I know who is speaking?”

“So after two years, you are not even able to recognize my voice… Anyways this is Jhanavi… Jhanavi Kapoor…does that name ring a bell somewhere?” She said in a sarcastic tone.

Omi had to recognize the name. They talked at a length. At the end of the conversation Jhanavi told Omi if they could try and rebuild their broken relationship.

Omi asked her for a little time…
She gave all the time he needed.

Omi was dumbstruck by the thought that the girl still loved him after a breakup and a long period of two years after that.

“Maybe Jhanavi is the girl for me... or isnt she?”

Omi was thinking of Jhanavi as his prospective life partner when he heard a knock on his door.

“Come in”, said Omi without looking at the door.

The door opened.

“Hi Omi, can I come inside?” asked the voice from the door.

Omi looked at the door. After that he couldn’t look elsewhere.

It was Shweta.
They had cappuccino together and struck up a great conversation after an initial pause when they were just looking at each other…and sipping cappuccino.

Yeah… The cappuccino reminded both of them of a coffee joint.
A place that had changed their life forever.

As Shweta was leaving she said,” Sorry Omi, I could not call that day…”

They could not even exchange good byes.
The silence did all the speaking.

Omi was dumbstruck by the thought that the girl got over her ego and said sorry to him when, actually it was his mistake.

“Maybe... Shweta is the girl... or isnt she?”

He sat silently for a few moments when three thoughts started buzzing in his mind simultaneously.

“Maybe…Jhanavi is the girl”
“Maybe…Nisha is the girl”
“Maybe…Shweta is the girl”

Omi had never been this confused in his entire life.
Rather life had never been this confusing.

Three girls… all of whom loved him unconditionally…
All of whom he had not seen in the past two years…
All of whom were asking him to marry them.

All of us are spiralled into such space at least once in our lives.
It is not always three girls...
It can be two career options...
It can be a right turn or a left turn...
It could be about two of the places you want to rent...

Confusion is one of the most beautiful things in this world.
Its just so confusing.

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What does Omi do next? Where does life take him..? Nisha, Shweta or Jhanavi..? Which of the three does Omi finally go with?

All these questions will be answered in the next post...

I have the whole story with me but just to make K n K a bit of fun as we always wanted it to be... I am giving an interactive edge to it...

Kindly think about the situation by slipping into Omi's shoes for a while and tell me If you were Omi... who would you have gone with... and Why?

You can mail me your responses at nikhil_mahajan1984@hotmail.com

MAYBE will be taken to its end this weekend. Also alongwith will be the 5 most convincing suggestions from our bloggers. I will be also giving a general readers' trend alongwith this.

WATCH THIS SPACE.


But i would really like you guys to tell me how you like the story. And if u will go to a theatre to watch this film. All comments are welcome.

Hope i live upto the expectations and high standards set by my fellow Konfessioners Sarang n Shin-Shin.

Thank you all for the awesome response to Karma 'n' Konfession.


-Nikhil Mahajan
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