Disclaimer: Before you start reading the story let me tell you that it is a work of fiction.
This story is there on almost every blog site. Thanks to the copy paste. People have given it various names but I prefer calling it Love Story. In this story most of things used are relevant to Infosys. I have tried my best to make it understandable to people outside Infosys. If you have read the story still read it again because you might find something new in the story. If you have not read it then it is good for you to read it once. I was told about the popularity of the story on internet through google search and this might be helpful for you. http://www.google.co.in/search?sourceid=navclient&aq=0h&oq=&ie=UTF-8&rlz=1T4GGLL_enIN357IN357&q=rahul+mehra+parul+jain 🙂
I had put this story in our internal Infy Blogs on 30th October. What has taken me so long to put it on external blog; well nothing as such. I was never planning to put it on external blog but looking at the popularity on internet I thought of sharing it with people. Also kept thinking will people believe it that the story has been written by me. Hope they do and if they dont then they can ask their friends at Infosys. Well it was hard to make my brother believe, finally thankfully he is convienced. 🙂
After all this the story begins, enjoy reading it 🙂 ….
Parul, a 25-year old workaholic who is working in a software firm. Parul’s came to office at 9 or 10 in the morning and left at 11 or 12 at night. Even on weekends she would come down to office. She had no social life, no friends. The only people she use to be with were her project mates. But there was no assurance that she would be having her lunch or tea with them. Basically she was all a loner. There was no love life in her life and she had no time for love. All her time was devoted to work
Rahul, use to be a workaholic like Parul 2 years back. But now things had changed. He was no more workaholic but still he use to stay in office. Office had become home for him.
One night while Parul was all alone and working at the office a mail popped up in her mailbox. The name of the sender was Rahul Mehra. She had not met him, never heard about him. Just out of curiosity she checked his mail. The content of the mail was
Don’t you have friends? Don’t you feel like talking to your roommate?
You should not sit very late in the office. this is a genuine advice from me.
Thanks and Regards,
After reading the mail, Parul was very angry on the sender. She simply deleted the mail and said to herself “who is he to give me any advice?” She again got back to her work.
After that night, every night Rahul would keep sending her mails and Parul would simply delete them without even reading the content of the mail. But one fine night the subject line attracted her and she had to open the mail. The subject line of the mail was “Hi Gorgeous”
I know you don’t read my mails as you don’t like the advices I give you.
So today I wont give you any advice, I will just say that I am love with you.
You know you are very beautiful and if you take care of yourself many men will fall in love with you.
I am sure someday you will also fall in love with me. And then we will go out for a date.
Oh before I end the mail I must tell you that the best thing about is that smile. Or is it those intense which needs some sleep at the moment.
Take care dear.
After reading the mail she was shocked. A person she had never met, never seen, never spoke to was saying that he was in love with her. She started thinking was this always in his mind. How did he get her id? Where had he seen her? Many questions like this came in her mind. Finally she thought of giving a warning and replied to his mail.
I hope you know what ASHI is. If not let me tell you it’s an Anti-Sexual Harassment Policy.
The way you have written the mail comes under this policy.
I don’t know you and you don’t know me so you don’t have the right to write such a mail to me.
Thanks and Regards,
After this mail, the mails from Rahul stopped coming in Parul’s inbox. She thought that finally Rahul has got scared and wont be mailing her again. After several nights, Parul was resting on her chair and her eyes closed. When she opened her eyes she saw Rahul’s mail in her mailbox.
Oh sorry for not sending any mails in the last few days.
I was a little busy. I am sure you would have missed me a lot.
One more thing before I forget I want to say that I am not scared of ASHI.
An ASHI cant be a reason to stop loving you.
Parul was twisting her hair and putting them behind her ears. At that moment itself another mail came from Rahul,
Parul was shocked as to how did this person know what she was doing on her desk. She got up to check whether anyone was there in her floor but could find only empty cubicles. She thought maybe he made a wild guess and decided to leave the office. before leaving she saw another mail from Rahul.
Parul was shocked and scared to hell. She simply switched off her machine and ran outside the office. in the next few days she would not open any mails sent by Rahul. One night a mail with subject line “Don’t be scared of me” came to her mailbox. First she thought to ignore the mail then she thought lets see what has Rahul written this time.
I can say that you are scared of me because of the way you ran out from the office the last time you read my mail.
I know few minutes back you had gone to have coffee. You are thinking how I know this because I can feel you around me.
Only once you also start feeling me you will know that I am near to you. Very near. Just sitting next to you.
I will wait for the night when you start having the same feelings for me.
Will always love you.
Now Parul started thinking was Rahul really in love with her? What he was saying was it true? But how could he know so much about her? How could he say what she was doing and what not? Parul thought lets give a try and see whether Rahul is always in love with her or not. From that night she also started replying to his mail.
Thanks and Regards,
Parul was again shocked as to how does he know about her certification. She had never told him. She replied
Thanks and regards,
Rahul replied back to her
Do you think your PM will give me all these details?
Parul not sure of the answer. She knew her PM would not have told Rahul all this but how did Rahul know so much about her was a mystery for her. Finally she thought she will talk to her PM, Rohan.
Next day, she went to her PM’s desk.
Parul: “Hi Rohan. I wanted to ask you something”.
Rohan: “Sure Parul. Are you having any issues?”
Parul: “No. actually I wanted to know about a person named Rahul Mehra.”
Rohan was shocked on hearing that name.
Rohan: “How did you come across this name. Has anyone told you about him?”
Parul: “No one has said anything to me about him. Few days back he started sending me e-mails. First I ignored but then he would give such details which I did just few minutes back. He even knows my appraisal date.”
Rohan: “Are you sure you got mails from Rahul Mehra only?”
Parul: “Yes very much. But why do you looked shock?”
Rohan: “Because Rahul Mehra died 2 years back. He use to sit at the same place where you are sitting. How can a dead person send mails to you.”
Parul: “Now don’t try to scare me that a ghost is sending a mail.”
Rohan: “I am not saying that a ghost is sending you a mail, maybe there could be someone named Rahul Mehra. I am just saying that in our project there use to be a guy named Rahul Mehra who is dead now. BTW you can try finding his name in the telephone directory. Maybe someone told you about him and because of work stress you started imagining that he is sending you mails.”
Parul: “I am not imagining anything. He has really send me a mail. I can show you in my mailbox.”
Rohan: “Okay Parul I believe you but still I think you should take a break and go home.”
Parul did a search on telephone directory for a name with Rahul Mehra and page returned no records. She again checked the mail id and employee number details. She did a search many times that day by putting various combinations but the search page displayed the same message “No matches found for the given search criteria”. She could not believe that someone could hack the system and send mails to her from a non-existing id. She attached the mails sent by Rahul and sent it to Rohan as a proof that she was not dreaming.
On seeing the attached mails even Rohan was in shock. He came to Parul’s desk.
Rohan: “I think by mistake his id has not been deleted and someone who knows about it is playing with it.”
Parul: “But I checked the details on telephone directory there are no records available for this id.”
Rohan: “Talk to the CCD people and see what they have to say.”
She called up the CCD people. They took control over her system and looked at the mail sent by Rahul Mehra. The mail was sent from the same computer which Parul was using. The time stamp at which the mails were sent Parul had logged in. Also there was no evidence that a remote desktop connection was made or mail was sent through web mail. Even the CCD people were clueless as to how a mail has been sent from a non-existing id and from Parul’s system itself. There were no viruses or torjans or any other kind of threats on Parul’s system. Her anti-virus was upto date. The whole day was gone in finding a loophole as to how did Parul get such a mail in her mailbox. Parul was tierd from the day’s happening and so she decided to leave early from the office that day.
The next day when Parul came back, she saw a mail from Rahul Mehra. She didn’t know whether she should delete that mail or read that mail. She was scared to open the mail. Somehow she gained some courage and opened the mail. The context of the mail was:
I was also a workaholic like you. I would sit late in the office, even when no one was around me.
I just being at office. I had no friends, no social life. Even on weekends I would use to come to office.
I missed all the fun in my life. Even my death happened at office while I was working.
My dead body was found by the house keeping guy and the security guard at the reception.
I took a lot of work stress which my conscious mind could not bear that day. I ignored all the health problems I was having.
And finally on that night (20. 10. 07, 11:24 PM) all these reasons became responsible for my death.
Now you know why I am not scared of ASHI.
But yes if I was alive then also I wont be scared of ASHI because I have really fallen in love with you but we cant be together until your death.
Now the choice is yours whether you will kill yourself on your own or whether I need to do the honors.
Waiting for your death. Love you always.
Parul was not ready to believe that a ghost was sending her mails. She replied back to his mail
Your story is nice but I am not ready to believe this non-sense.
You want to kill me then go ahead and kill me.
I know you are someone who can hack system very smartly.
I will make sure to try finding you.
Thanks and Regards,
Just after this mail her extn started ringing. She picked up the phone and at the other end the voice said.
“Hello Parul, this is Rahul Mehra who has been sending you the mails. So you think I am not dead. So can real person make your PC blink?”
Parul’s PC started blinking.
“Rahul these all are childish tricks. Now the light above me will be start flickering. Don’t bother me and find some other dumb girl.
Suddenly Parul felt something crawling over her feet. It was an earth worm moving on her feet. Then the floor tile below her started cracking and she felt like someone was pulling her leg; pulling her down; pulling her inside the tiles. She also felt that her hands are tied.
Rahul at the other end said: “So Parul could a real person do all this. Or could spiders start moving your body? So you wish to die and I will fulfill your wish. I love you and I will fulfill all your wishes.”
Parul didn’t believe in ghosts but what was happening with her was not normal. The spiders moving on her face and when she was trying to move her hands to remove them she was not able to move her hand. Someone was tickling her on her stomach but she could not see anyone. Finally Parul had to believe that Rahul was a ghost.
Parul started screaming: “Please stop it. I don’t want to die. Please this is a request.”
People around Parul could not understand why she was shouting; they thought maybe she heard something bad on phone. Things became normal but at the other end Rahul said: “Parul you will have to die whether you wish it or not. You have time till your death so enjoy your life till then.”