A simple, long but true story
Once upon a time a guy came to US for studies at a relatively younger age. He was doing his undergrad in Computer Science while working fulltime to support himself. He had never been in any relationship yet and was very curious to find out how it felt. He was doing well in school and was working full-time to support him.
Being a computer Science student, he often spent time in the computer lab for doing his homework or assignment. In 1991 he learnt about “Relay Chat” and IRC chatting done among VM mainframe. In those days, only college students were using these chat programs. There was no Yahoo Messenger on AIM available for people outside the school system.
On one fine Friday evening, March 13, 1992, he was just looking at the lists of people online in the chat room “Pakistan” and saw a nick “Shehzadi” that really attracted him. The real name attached to nick shehzadi was somewhat strange. It seemed half way Pakistani and halfway different. That made him very curious and he sent a Salaam to her but got no response. He then made few more attempts but all in vein. He did not just give up there yet and went ahead to write an email to shehzadi. He expressed his disappointment about not getting any response back. He also asked her for any particular reason she did not respond and what would it had taken her to simply say she was busy and did not want to chat, or whatever. It won’t be wrong to say that the guy had somehow fallen in love with the name and really wanted to talk to the person behind that name. He seemed to be innocently desperate and was trying to get to know the person. Still no reply and now he became really sad. He started thinking about so many assumptions. He questioned himself and then answered those questions himself too but still wasn’t satisfied. Now it was late in the evening, computer lab had to be closed so he left school in a very confused state of mind. He kept thinking about that strange shehzadi on his way home. He did not stop thinking about her even at night and when he went to bed. His entire weekend somehow was spent in her thoughts.
On Monday, he went to school and as usual went to his computer lab. He checked his emails and was disappointed to find no reply from shehzadi. Two days later, on Tuesday when he was on Relay Chat, in chat room “Pakistan”, he gets an exciting “hello” from shehzadi. With the feeling as if he had hit the jackpot, he responded back with hello. She said sorry for not been able to respond earlier. He still wanted to know how come she had not responded to him before. She said that she was actually not on Relay Chat, instead she was kept logged on by the program, may be in the system. She said that she had only seen his email and knew that he was trying to get in touch with her. He then wanted to know how come she had not replied to his email? She said that after reading the email, she had accidentally deleted it and were not able to reply as did not remember the email address. She however had memorized his Relay Chat nick so was looking for him to talk to him. This made him thinking whether this was the real shehzadi or someone simply playing with his mind. So in order to confirm if she was the real person, he asked her about the details of the email he had sent her. She promptly confirmed with everything he had written her. Now he was sure that this was his shehzadi and was overly excited.
About the half Pakistani name, he found out that shehzadi was actually from Afghanistan. Now he was chatting with her everyday for the rest of the week. It was Friday evening, and while chatting with her, he said, “Khuda Hafiz, talk to you tomorrow”. She replied that it was Saturday the next day and they were not be able to chat on the weekend. She said well there was a way to talk over the weekend if he could call her on the phone. Gladly he took her number and promptly called her the next day. First time to hear the voice of someone he had been so excited about was plain heavenly. She indeed had a sweet voice. After talking on the phone for some time, they hanged up with the promise to talk the next day. He called her again on Sunday and they talked for a couple of hours. They both were sending vibes to each other and were enjoying every moment of them talking or chatting. Even though they were about a thousand miles apart from each other yet they felt to be with each other all the time. The guy was living in New York City while his shehzadi was living in Florida. Now they were writing emails to each other few times a day, calling on the phone and chatting online whenever possible. Emotions were developing and a desire to meet each other was arising. It had been about three months for them talking to each other when the guy decided to go and meet her in Florida. He booked his flight for the July 3, 1992 and started counting days to be in Florida. He could not be more excited to see someone he had already fallen in love with. It was the beautiful Friday on July 3, 1992 when he lands at the biggest city of Florida, all nervous but excited.
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