True Love of 2025 (fiction story)

True Love of 2025

                                                  SR Extremes : Fiction 

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"Ajj ka pyyar kasa? Doo minute paw jessa, Paat ma gaya... siddha paarr"

Do you believe in time loop ?

"From the first time I saw you and till the last breath I'll take, it was always you and always will be. I love you, always will."

Till -1980s

"As we live once, we die once, same way, we fall in love once and my first and last love is you"

Till-2000

"Everyone can fall in love, but no one can fall in love like me, because no one has a girl like you dear, I love you."

Till-2007

"............................... ? "

- 2025

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"Tring...Tring...Tring...Tring..." My phone call to well-known newspaper company.

After around fifteen rings "Aye !" A dark voice with unfamiliar response came.

"Hello Sir, myself Shail, I ringed earlier to your secretary, she fixed our meeting on my article 'India- 2050', when can we meet Sir ? " there are always limits of patience.

"Who speaketh !" 'Surprise' this was the only word I could frame from his reply.

"Our meeting sir! on my article sir " It took me 7 attempts to fix a meeting with his secretary and around 20 phone calls for a month for proper meeting and approval. Successfully my "India 2050" was approved by his secretary. For final touches I had to meet main editor.

"i can't understandeth thou" was he chewing a chewing gum, mixing some foreign words into english turning my neurons red.

"Sir I fail to understand you" 'stop being an a&&hole and respond me properly' what actually was framed inside my head.

"nam'd !! what is thy nameth ?" his dark manipulating voice was now itching in my ears.

"What the hell do you people think of yourselves? How can you humans be so heartless, 7 times I visited your place? Don't do this “I was sure if he kept puzzling I will be abusive in my next line.

"i can't understandeth thou"

"What the f^^k! tell me your name a**h**e"

"nameth? my nameth "

"Yes your name! F***** nameth huh ! "

"William Shakespeare"

"Fu** you , You bloody ********************** ** ***** "

Do you believe in time loops ?

12:03 AM

My Apartment

25th December 2014

Id: shailraval77@gmail.com

Password: **********

After entering my password around 100 mails popped out

It took me next 15 minutes to check all.

The most irritating thing about Christmas is these nonsensical mails with ridiculous offers from various shops, websites and malls.

The most hilarious mail I had ever read. It was from a condom company. Ya correct you read Co....

It was something like this "Make your Christmas memorable and safe... It doesn't matter if it's your wife or mate.. Wear our stuff in 20 different flavors and show her your new ways... "

If you have noticed, mail had rhyming words. I marked it as spam and decided not to give my email id in shopping malls ever.

It was 12:20 now.  I was feeling half sleepy.  But before I could disconnect myself from world, and logout.

I got a mail, a strange mail, something more appalling than any other stuff, shocked-horrified-frightened-nervous-appall I need a common word for all this words.

It was like this

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To the Paperback king of India,

Subject: True love of 2025

Date: 25th December, 2025

Hello Sir,

Myself  Dolly, Dolly Jaction (Jain). Actually I like Jaction instead of Jain it sounds cool you know. First of all I want to say you something, being honest I love you, your thoughts and your inspirational stories.. I am big, large, extra-large fan of you. Your simple English written through heart connect hearts. It touches.

I salute you as you have been the only writer who has dealt with stories of true love, instead of bestselling sexual attraction bullshit.

Hats of for that.

Sir your novels inspires me to write and you international bestseller 'Boy Or toy' truly sir i have never read something like that. Great! Great! An honest book sir.

Your inspiration makes me write. And today finally getting your real email address after 7 months of research. I want you to read a story of mine. Please sir, give me your seconds. I bet you will love it. Even it is a true story sir.

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True Love of 2025

Five day from now and we will welcome 2026. It’s always said in your stories that look behind once, there is always something or someone waiting or wanting to teach you something. Ya that's truth.

Our India has made history since elections of 2014, we were considered 100 yrs behind western countries now that has decreased and came to 10 yr's difference. Monarchical Democracy best formed regulation ever. A high thinker visionary, inventor and millionaire philanthropist and people's support wow that's what’s exactly we needed. Finally have. It took whole 10 yrs to arrest worms of corruption. Whole 10 yrs to bring Indian mysterious currency back from Swiss Bank. By increasing violence in manipulative sequels... black money, crime ratio, corruption everything is in control.

Our head lines are beautiful.

15 Indian rupees equal 1$

Petrol: 30.5 Rupees/Lt

Diesel: 26.7 Rupees/Lt

Property:  Maximum 40 lakhs.

Futuristic population ranking India 3rd from 2^nd

Poverty decreased like anything, Economy increased like insane, Most fastest improvement in all ways, getting top ranks in Guinness book of world records.

We have bullet trains to travel. Smooth roads. Wifi cities. Big shopping malls. Gift cities...eighty stories high. Digital board. High living standard. Fully air conditioned buildings and apartments. Big shopping malls. Billions of our own brand for every small thing. What more is required?

India is dealing extremely well against all its odd faced earlier. World's attraction. World's Inspiration. World's Motivation. Defines with a single word

I  N  D  I  A.

Some philosophers and visionaries predicts India as world's superpower till 2050.

Wow 2006 was when I was born, India was crying like anything on its issues. Now India has everything with it begged for earlier. World consider us as the luckiest humans of the century; even most of the Indians thinks the same for themselves.

But I consider myself as one of the most unlucky person ever.

Ya this high tech technology, fascinating facilities reducing human efforts, good living standard, everything I was able to adapt!

New rules, new constitutions, and new advanced technologies I did. I adopted the change.

"Change is life, way to survive." people says

So I adapted the change, we adapted the change in whatever way it was hammered.

Being what, I am not, adapting something which lies far away from my instincts. Getting used to, in whatever ways the river flow changes. Being liquid taking shapes. That’s how I define change.

Ya I really consider myself as one of the most unlucky person.

I am someone taking shapes.

Changing path. Course.

Developing instinct. (Wow what a dangerous word “DEVELOPING INSTINGS”)

I was a child once running behind toys, mobiles, thinking about digital toys, since some last years I have successfully replace toys with humans. Everybody did. So logically no toys!

I think myself unlucky not because India has changed and become strong in every field..

Building, technology, better living standard that's what human being need, fortunately I am one.

India my country, my tricolor flag, touching sky!, it makes me feel proud!  Very proud, Very very proud! but at same time, very sad... extremely sad.

India has everything which it begged earlier, it got it through a change, adapting others.

But India has totally lost one main thing which was beautifully fitted in its gens...

This story defines it.... defines it all... my hesitation of feeling lucky... take us like golden sparrow...concrete's eggs...

True Love of 2025?

This year in my collage my best friend Jeny (Jiggyasha) had an incident..

Incident of love...

It was a day of February, we both were sitting in our collage's canteen, preparing for our examination. No words only studies, 'silent reading' we use.

Cheese pizza our favorite food, our survival. But today our Pizza plate was accompanied by a new face, new waiter. A waiter with Rolex on his wrist had served us. After handing over the plate he had a constant gaze on Jenny.

'It's done thank you!' I said to let him leave.

He nodded his head looking at Jenny. Started backward walking, eyes still stuck on Jenny.

Jenny could only stick his eyes deep inside economy’s’ stuff.

For 3 more days waiter did the same.

It was like Pizza-Waiter-Rolex-and instant gaze on Jenny.

Jenny never attempted a word.

Fourth day Pizza was accompanied by a rose and double cheese. But…

Waiter was different.

'What is this rose for? and we didn't' ordered double cheese!' I said

'Have fun mam' new waiter said with a smile and turned to leave. My eyes were forced to ask about Rolex waiter by Jenny's sharp grey gaze.

'Where is that old waiter?' I asked.

'Enjoy Mam!' he left !

Next day rose went plural… roses

From one to thirteen rose aroused.

It was perfect 14th February, Valentine day.

A 500 cm large, xL size pizza had a seat on hour table…

Every student was only interested to know that how the hell are we going to complete this moon.

Pizza was accompanied by a big bookey of flower, around 100 of red roses.

And a cover was tied at a branch.

To Princess ! 

Was written on cover

Jenny plucked the cover.. It contained a letter

Dear, whoever you are 

                                     My name is Max, and I am not this collage's student , One day I saw you at lake. Well you have seen me many times! Waiter boy.. your pizza boy dear.. First time I saw you on road walking with headphone in ears.. The first time I saw you and I was in love with you. I am still. 

Dear, whoever you are, I can bring sun and stars at your balcony, make ways inside oceans to walk..

I can make a house for you on moon, I love you very much I can even die for you baby! Trust me, I will make you the most special and most happiest girl of the world! 

I love you and I can’t live without you, If you love me meet me at the lake, place where I first met you, today at 5:00 PM or else.. I will be no more.

Max 

You True Lover!

' Jenny is melting? No she is not! No she is !! Is she ? ' my confusion has no end.

'Jenny! What have you decided!!?' I asked.

Jenny started writing a letter.

We both completed our exams.

We were going to lake.

Max, Rolex boy was standing with pizza boxes and roses.

Jenny handed me the letter, she wrote.

I handed letter to Max.

Sweat flowed like river from Max's face.

Tension, fear and shock were his expressions. He left Roses and pizzas aside and started running away from us.

Jenny what had she written ?

Hello Max,

                  

Myself Jenny, thank you very much for loving me so so soo much ..

A girl needs nothing much than a true lover like you max..

I love you too..

But I have a physical problem..

I will be able to hear whatever you will say for rest of my life..

But you won’t..

I can’t speak anything... Ever.. My physical problem my voice box! 

I am ready to love you.. Hope you won’t mind my thing!

I first want to marry you.. Can we please ?

Jenny

Your true lover too.

The person who could bring stars and moon to her balcony was running as fast as he could when he came to know about jenny’s physical problem. Wow that's really true love.

Max was running on and on he even crossed the bridge.

Then Jenny Shouts loudly "Mr. Maaaaaaaaxxxxxxxxx "

Yes Jenny has tongue.. my friend is a normal speaker.. but shy.. she hardly amounts some word!

Max stopped, turned with total shock..

'Jenny!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!'

'Yes Max!'

'How.. you .. how can you.. you said that you!!!' Max came back to us shying

'I can speak max'

'I was checking your love!'

'Actually I... You... We.. I actually..' Stumbling Max ..lol.

'Look you are rich, handsome what else I want'

'I can't understand Jenny'

'You have a car?' Jenny asked

'Ya dad's BMW ' Max pointed to a white sexy car.

Jenny opens the door... drags Max in...

Sleeping on backside seat.. Jenny and Max are mingled in kisses.. touches

Soon Jenny gets undressed and soo does Max..

Car windows are shut..

'Dancing car' is what I see.

Then after intervals I heard a dialog

'Love is something nonsense that only exists in Shail's books Max... No need to be Sharukh Khan

Or hero of Shail's book.. His stories are fiction.. Not real.. Reality is that there is nothing like love... just an entertainment fiction! we teenagers are hungry of what we did now!'

'Actually I think the same but you wear Salwar Kameez instead of short skirts and sleeveless so I thought you are effected by Shail's novel '

'Ya I was affected! his story "2 Priyanka" touched my heart badly... I even tried to adapt.. But see I am sleeping with you.. We teens can’t change our self '  Jenny completed.

'Love is entertaining fiction! Nothing else! ‘Max completed.

Max (Mahesh) rich boy who never met Jenny again after that day..

Jenny (Jiggy) never cared about Max, max Jenny's 14th boyfriend. Maybe 20th ‘10 minutes boyfriend’.

India has totally lost love ... For which it was known for...

Love which was in its genes

 I never needed such drastic change.

Such fame of being Indian.

Such greed of getting money.

Such need of caring about profession more than family.

Such thinking of cheating everyone.

Such mentality of doing whatever I find tickling my hormones.

Such habit of kissing any one, honestly everyone.

Saying someone I love you sleeping with someone else.

Honesty 

Loyalty

Promises 

Trust 

m o s t                                                                                        i m p o r t a n t

L   o   v   e  

I know how to pronounce these words, how to act on these words, but I really haven't felt them... never ever. 

And Love this word only exists in your books. 

People like those things which actually they can’t get or they want to but are not possible. Maybe that's the reason why you true love stories are grossing on top always.

Myself Dolly, Age 19teen, a non-virgin at 15teen, currently dealing with break up with my 11th boyfriend. Funniest thing for you will be that is there are no tears no sadness... 

Actually we are now not humans...

You always describe love as world’s most beautiful feeling. 

We are really not humans...

We lack that beautiful feeling which someone used to create our first cell.

The only feel we deal is that we do whatever we find entertaining... 

And try different choices... instead of chasing... we let go... fluctuating minds... easily 'giveuppers'

Everyone is busy cheating their partners, but actually no one gets cheated because we have developed society of cheaters. 

Actually I don't only want to submit my story sir I need a change... I need help!! I need change!! Please help... 

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Was this a fake mail? Or else...

Was that a nightmare, dream no it was not! Pure reality. This mail darted arrows in my chest

My eyes were filled with tears...

My brothers and sisters are going to think in such a way in future...!!!?

 I felt ill, depressed... I had thoughts about my kids... future...

Disgusting...

She needed help! I could help, but how!! I have no vision. No depth.

Suddenly I remembered my phone at morning...

I rushed to my phone... slipped upside down... fucking greasy oil...

My heart beats to extreme..

I dialed the number..

Tring.. Tring.. Tring..

2.. 4..8 16 .. 32... that's how my hearts beats...

Finally someone picks up the call !!!!!!!!!

' Hello Shakespeare! '  My voice feared low

' Aye! '

Do   you   believe  in   time   loops?

S h a i l     R a v a l

t o      b e      co n t i n u e d

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Sorry if I glorified myself..

Sorry if you think I am wrong..

Sorry if I went too much philosophical.. 

But I have seeing some people like Max and Jenny..

It’s just the starting..

If you want to be like them.. You live in democracy..

Maybe it will take 2050 but change has started...

Instinct.......