It's my last day at Acme Technologies. I am starting my own business venture from next month. I am very excited. I kept busy with all the exit formalities all day. Just 30 mins left before my mail ID gets deactivated. I need to write a good bye mail to all my colleagues one last time.

I unlock my system and go to my official mailbox to compose the mail when I get a new mail from an unknown source.

Hi,

I trusted you and handed all my lifetime savings to you to invest and you never returned. I have been trying to call you since many days but you have blocked my number.

Please reply me else I have no other option then die.

Regards,
S.R.

I don't know who this person was but this person seem to have got a wrong email id which will be soon deactivated. I need to reply this person before it's too late. I start typing as I just have 25 minutes before the email id goes deactive.

Hi S.R.

Please don't make any decision in haste. I know life is painful but it's much more painful to survive when your loved ones leave you forever. Be strong and remember, money can be earned but think about the one who love you and the pain they will go through when they lose you.

It's worth a struggle than dieing like a coward.

In the end, you have got a wrong email ID and this email ID will be deactivated shortly as it is my last working day at office. Hence, for the sake of your loved ones please don't take any extreme step.

More power to you!!

Your Well Wisher!

I pray to God before sending the email and hit on the send button.

It was my log off time, I drove in my car but somewhere my mind was stuck on the email I received. I hope the person is alright. From that day onwards, whenever I said my prayers I included that unknown person in it.

It's been 4 years since I set up my business and I have been a successful entrepreneur. My parents feel I should get married now. So I left it to them to search for a bride for me.

Today, I have to meet a prospective bride. Me along with my parents go to her place. Her father greeted and welcomed us inside the house. While we have snacks and tea, she comes and sits infront of us.

She is very beautiful, her almond shaped eyes were magical and her smile was something to die for. Our parents allow some time to speak in private. We go to her house terrace.

Hi, my name is Sidharth.

Her: Shehnaaz. Nice to meet you.

She forwards her hand and I shake hands with her. Her hands were soft like rose petals. I don't feel like leaving them.

Sidharth: So, Shehnaaz, I will tell you a little about myself first. I am 32 years old and I have done my Masters in Computer Application. I own an IT consulting business which is quite successful.

She giggles and it sounds like a music to me. My lips form a curve automatically, but why did she giggle?

Sidharth: What happened? What made you giggle?

Shehnaaz: (She covers her mouth controlling her laughter) I'm.. I'm so sorry, it's just the way we are talking. It's like we are giving a job interview.

Sidharth: (laughs) This is my first time that I am meeting a girl for personal reason. I don't know how to speak to the prospective bride.

Shehnaaz: Hmmm.. This is my 5th interview..

5th? How can someone say no to her or may be she said no to them. (gulps his saliva) Oh! What if even I get rejected? I don't know why but I feel so much attracted and connected to her already.

Sidharth: Oh!! So, you've stamped rejected on many profiles earlier.

Shehnaaz: Hmm.. Not really. It's the other way round, I got rejected.

Sidharth: Huhh!! (Shocked) But why would someone reject you? Were they all blind?

She stared at me in surprise since I just spat out that nobody could to reject her.

Shehnaaz: I am a successful model and I want to continue modelling even after marriage but sad that they don't want their wife to do modeling after marriage. This men I say can drool over the model's leg or their cleavage but when it comes to their wife, they want them to cover themselves fully. (She bites her tongue) I am sorry, I spoke in general about men.

Sidharth: Not at all. You seem to be very passionate about your career just like me. Did you always wanted to be a model?

Shehnaaz: No, I never dreamt about it, I belonged to a lower middle class family. After my 12th, I started working as an assistant in a modelling company. But there was a turn of events which led me to take up modeling as a career and I became successful.

Sidharth: You have an excellent story to tell about your success which I would love to listen sometime. For now I think we should go back else they might think something else.

Shehnaaz: So you want us to meet again?

Sidharth: Yes of course, I do!

Shehnaaz: Don't mind, but I would like to know if your answer is a yes or no for this proposal?

Sidharth: I would leave that to you! I have no doubts in my mind and no problem with your career.

She smiles! I repeat again "her smile is to something to die for". Imagine waking up to that smile everyday! Am I thinking too much? Will she reject me? I just hope not.

I along with my parents take leave. Both our parents decided to pass on the opinion later once they discuss with us. I look at her one last time just incase if the opinions don't match and if I don't get to see her again.

At home, my parents were of a different opinion, they were shocked and a bit apprehensive about her modelling post marriage.

Mom: Beta, you don't have to agree to this proposal. This is just the first girl you have met, I still have a big list of prospective brides with me.

Sidharth: I don't find anything wrong with her, why should we reject? Modelling is just her profession and rejecting her just for that sounds so wrong.

Mom: Will you be fine with your wife walking on ramp with short dresses?

Sidharth: Yes! She isn't doing anything wrong or shameful. I wouldn't judge her for her professional life. Plus modelling isn't just about showcasing skin, it's to sell brands. Whatever, the brands demand she would act accordingly.

Dad: Sidharth is right, let's not judge her character based on her profession. If he wants to marry her then we shouldn't mix her personal and professional life.

Finally, my parents and I were on the same page. My father called to inform and gain answer from them. They said yes too. I never thought I will be so happy to hear this.

After a week full of tiring work at office, finally I get to see her again. She invited me to her fashion show. I wore a semi-formal since we were going for coffee date post the event.

I sat among the audience waiting for her to enter the stage. Finally when I saw her I felt so happy. I was behaving like a college boy who waits to see his crush coming into the classroom. I was liking this feeling. She looked stunning and everone applauded as she walked on the ramp with a bold attitude.

She went in and came back in another dress. I was in awe of her beauty.

She went in again and came back again. This time my mouth was open agape looking at her. She was killing it. I couldn't believe on how she carried each look so beautifully.

As the show got over, I waited for her in the corridor. My mind was still stuck at the ramp walk. Someone tapped my back and it was her she had changed into casuals and looked equally stunning in it. I realized that it's not her clothes but her beauty, attitude and the way she carried them put life in them. I smiled at her and started moving out to the car park. Everyone congratulated her on our way out.

Shehnaaz: How did you find the fashion show?

Sidharth: You were just fantastic. I loved each and every look of yours. You carried every look with grace.

Shehnaaz: Thank you. I am glad you are supportive towards my career. You know what, you have a nice physic and a very handsome face, you could actually make a best model yourself.

Sidharth: Thanks for the compliment. I would consider giving a private fashion show for my wife at home in future. (Winks)

A slight blush came up on her face. That was the first time I tried flirting with her, after all I had to break the ice to enter into a comfortable relationship with her. We had a good time chatting and I continued with some flirting sessions in between.

We got engaged a month later and today after 3 months from our first meeting is Mehendi Sangeet ceremony. We are very comfortable around each other, we like spending time with each other and we like each other. I love her, I think even she has started to get the same feeling but we never confessed to each other.

As the ceremony came to end, all cousins and few close friends gather to play Truth or Dare. The bottle spinned around and it stopped at her. My best friend Ronit asks her the question as she chose Truth.

Ronit: Tell us an incident where you wanted to meet someone desperately but you could never meet.

Shehnaaz's eyes glow and she starts telling a story.

I belonged to the lower middle class family back then, so I couldn't afford to study after my 12th standard. I worked as office assistant in a modelling agency immediately after my 12th.

There I met a person named Surinder Verma, he came there to become a model. He was a very friendly person, he made so many friends quickly.

One day he came in a BMW car and everyone went in awe looking at it. He then told us that he had invested his money in an investment agency and got rich.

He told me that if I invest my money, then even I could get lucky. I considered his suggestion, I handed him the money which my parents and I saved for my sister's and my marriage. Likewise few other colleagues handed him their savings. Post which he never came back. He ran away with all our money.

I tried calling him but there was no response. I got so devasted that I thought of ending my life. I looked at the records in office files and found an email id he had given. I sent him an email as a last try before ending my life.

I got a reply in 10 mins. The letter said "It's worth a struggle than dieing like a coward."  and the strange part was it came from an unknown person as the email id Surinder Verma gave me was wrong.

Everyone sitting around was dumbfounded.

Ronit: Did you reply or met that person?

Before Shehnaaz opened her mouth, I replied.

"No, because it was that person's last day at office and the email id was deactivated just 5 mins later"

Everyone looked at me in surprise.

Shehnaaz: (surprised) I never told you this story to you earlier, how do you know this? Are you??

Sidharth: Yes S.R. Shehnaaz Rathore, I am that Well Wisher. I didn't know that you were the S.R. until now. After I wrote you that mail, I could never get over your thought. I prayed everyday for your well being and safety.

Shehnaaz: (Tears filled up her eyes) I wanted to meet that Well Wisher to say thanks. I didn't even knew whether that well wisher was a man or a woman.

Sidharth: Even me, I didn't know whether that S.R. was a male or female. Today I am the happiest, I could save a person from taking extreme decision in the past who I never knew that I would fall in love with in future.

And there, I just told her that I love her. I am so glad that the wrong email ID was mine and I found my right one.

Shehnaaz hugged me. Everyone around was numb and silent as they witnessed something which was not less than the miracle.

Shehnaaz: You gave me the strength to continue even after I had lost everything. I continued to worked in the angency and one day a model didn't show up for an important shoot, they needed a model urgently so I took all the courage to approach them ask them to consider me. They gave it a try upon insisting so much and I got successful.

Sidharth: I am so proud of you Shehnaaz.

Shehnaaz: ..and I love you Sidharth!

We were so lost in each others eyes that everyone quietly left us alone and we didn't even know that they were gone. We exchanged our first kiss that day!

The next day we got married. We both support each other in life and career. We both were meant to be together and that's our love story, though it started with an email which was a Galti se Mistake!!

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Inspired by Sidharth's typo in tweet, done 6 years ago and all SidNaazians went insane now. 👇