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“Uff, my head is paining”. I can feel the pain in my whole body. Slowly, I opened my eyes and saw myself in a hospital bed. “What has happened to me? Why there are so many machines around me?” I was unable to remember anything. I kept my eyes closed, tried hard to think and suddenly things started flashing in front of me like Yash Raj movies. Aah!! Yes, I am Neha. Neha Seth!!!. I totally looked like the protagonist of “ Jasi Jassi Koi nahi” with snaggle teeth, big spectacles and totally oversized body with no boyfriend. Nothing is good in my life, I had a crap job, a crap hair, crap teeth, and a crap future. I work on the apparel department of terrible Bigbazar. All my colleagues got the bonus but I didn’t get it as I haven’t completed 1 year with a week difference. I can remember “Diwa, Lora and Debi my best friends were trying to cheer me up from the shock of not getting the bonus by taking me to SRK’s movie but nothing turned up my mood. Leaving everyone, I started walking on street alone, it was raining heavily”. Once again, everything turned blank to me. I forced myself to think harder. “Aah yes!! I have fallen down and got hit on my head while attempting to catch a taxi”. I was too tired to think anything beyond this and went into deep sleep.

 
Don’t’ know after how many hours, I gained the conscious. I looked around my hospital room. “Hmm!! must be very costly room”. I saw the tag name of hospital in my dress. “OMG!!! It’s Vedanta hospital. I am in a deluxe room of a 5 star hospital. Gosh!!! Who brought me here???? how will I pay the bills?”Suddenly, a doctor entered in my room and I quickly asked him “How did I come here?”. Doctor informed me that I survived the car accident which I was driving. I could not understand and asked him again “I don’t know driving and what had happened to me?”. Doctor said that I was in an accident while driving my Mercedes convertible. I got the shock of my life, “How can I have Mercedes convertible  and when did I learnt driving??”. The last I remember, I didn't even know how to drive and couldn't afford to own a car even if I did. They must be confusing me with someone else. I started sweating and then slowly I got up went to washroom to clean my face. “OMG!!!! Who is this in mirror? What has happen to me? How can I lose so many kilos in one night??” I looked closely in the mirror. I am totally a changed person. I have perfect nails and hair, a buff, well-toned body, and teeth that have been straightened and capped. I hardly recognized myself into the mirror. I was unable to figure out what has happened with me. How come I changed so much in one night? I was sure, doctors has mistaken me with some bigshot or a heroine and had performed so many cosmetic surgery on me just for the sake of experiment.  “How will I pay the bills of these surgey?? Let me see if they have any concession policy for poor ”. Nurse gave few stuff to me saying it belongs to me. She has brought Louis Vuitton handbag which has all branded cosmetic. “How can these things belongs to me? I can never ever afford such stuff in my lifetime.” To my relief, I saw my mom entering into my mom. My mom was looking rather old then I remembered. She came and hugged me. I told her that very strange things are happening with me. She looked shocked and rushed outside. She came with the doctor. Doctor asked me “Do you know which year it is?”. What kind of crap question is this? Are they taking my interview before conducting some cosmetic surgery on my brain? I told very confidently its April 2007. My mom started crying, doctor informed us that I lost a big chunk of my memory, five years to be exact. 

  

 
So I dashed with a taxi and fallen on road in 2007 only to wake up in 2012. “Oh My god!!! 5 years of my life has turned into blank pages”. I don’t remember anything what has happened with me in these 5 years. How come I became so rich and able to afford designer clothes and a Mercedes which I crashed in accident? God knows what else has hidden for me in these blank pages of my 5 years.
I asked my mom “Do you know how we became so rich?”. Instead of answering, she started crying again. She told me “ Naman is coming, Don’t worry everything will be fine”. With curiosity, I asked “Who is Naman?”.  Once again, my mom flooded with tears. She told “Naman is your husband”. What???? Am I married?  When did I got married??. It’s really getting tough for me to digest. I heard a knock on my door and saw a very gorgeous and handsome man standing with a beautiful flower bouquet at my door. My mom called him “ Aah Naman, you came…. See what has happened to Neha”. “OMG!!! This gorgeous man is my husband. Am I dreaming??”  I wanted to pinch myself. My life is turning out to be a Cinderella story. He came and kissed my forehead and said “Don’t worry Mom!! Nothing will happen to my princess”.
This is all too much for me, I wants to stop the clock and go back to find out why I have lost all memory of the 5 most important years of my life. Everything is too good to be true, like a dream where I expects to wake up at any moment only to find out that it is just that, a dream.
 
With the world five years ahead and I five years behind I have a lot to catch up on. I got to know, John  broke up with Bipasa, Abhishek and Ash has a baby girl now, new heroines Sonaksi and Sonam has come in the picture. Instead of SRK, Ranbir Kapoor is the hottest hunk in town. All my favorite serials like Saas bhi kabhi bahu thi, kahani ghar aghr ki, kausuit zindagi ki has gone off air. Only my memory has stucked 5 years back, I can't remember anything from the intervening 5 years. 
 
Within two days I got discharge from hospital. Mom didn’t say me anything about past 5 years. I decided to live with Naman to get to know him more and we decide to take things slowly as I doesn’t remember a single thing. I can’t believe my good fortune – especially when I saw stunning new home and to be married to Naman, a husband who is a gorgeous hunk and a multimillionaire to boot. The only problem is that along with the loss of my memory, I have also lost all feelings that I had for him. Although everything seems to be wonderful between us, the chemistry is missing and he is like a stranger to me. If our life was supposed to have been so perfect, then why am I having so much trouble resurrecting my love for him? I am sure I’ll have a fantastic marriage once I gets to know my husband again. 
 
Naman prepared a marriage manual for me in which he wrote all things about me, my eating habits my daily routine and also the intimate things. I was dumb-struck to read that manual. How can I change so much. I am not Neha anymore but someone who loves carb-free diet, power yoga, and high society tantrums. Naman doesn’t know about my best friend Deewa and now I have a new best friend Nisha who is his partner’s wife.
During the past five years my life has somehow undergone a Cinderella transformation from an ungainly girl with poor eating habits, frizzy hair, and teeth so misshapen that her nickname is "Snaggletooth" into a to a corporate big shot with a sleek new loft, a personal assistant, a carb-free diet, and a set of glamorous new friends. I feel as if I am somehow morphed from a young woman similar to Bridget Jones into someone stylish and elegant like Elizabeth Hurley.
Next day, Nisha came home to meet me and I keep trying to find out more about myself. About those blank 5 years. But whatever Nisha was telling was the opposite of what I am really. As I learn more about my new self, chinks start to appear in my perfect life. After so much frustration, I decided to join the office, in a hope to find out how and why I changed a lot. 
 
I decided that I will greet this brave new world with determined to be the person I am. Even in office things have changed a lot. I am now the boss at my job, the vice president of the carpet division of Pantaloons.  I am a high-powered executive now and make a great income. My employees – who include several of my good friends including Deewa– fear me. I don’t t know what to do with this new life. 
Suddenly I got a call from a guy name Vinay. The way he was talking with me, I could figure it out that this “interim Neha” had some intimate connection with this guy. I decided to meet Vinay. I was confused with the way he hugged me as soon as I met him. I appalled to learn that I may have been having an affair with Vinay, the sexy architect from my husband's firm. Life was getting too complex for me to handle. How can I cheat Naman?? I was not  like that.
 
I met Vinay again and kept asking him about my very own past. But somehow he was not ready to say anything to me. After much persuasion, Vinay told me that my mom has large debt and she has mortgaged the house. He told me “When you had an accident with taxi, on that day few people came to your house to take the possession of the  house. You were on bed and they abused your mom and you told them that you will pay off the dept in monthly intervals. Then you became so determined to become rich ,you went to some TV show which changed your life , you got promoted very quick and you met Naman in the show who came as a judge. That’s how you changed a lot from your older self. You have become so eager in life that you had to be hard and tough and slowly loses all your friends.” Vinay told me that I was not happy with Naman and was about to leave him when I crashed my Mercedes. 
 
So finally, I knew what was hidden behind the blank pages of my 5 years but unable to remember it. I never felt so much warmth for Naman as I felt it for Vinay. I could feel that there is something in past which is connecting to me with him but can't remember anything. 
He took me to his home where he claim that I use to spent hours with him. I finally find out that Vinay and I were really lovers after seeing all my old stuff at his house but still couldn’t get a grip. 

With time passes, I realized that Naman is very different from me and arrogant person. I started suffocating in that lavish apartment and finally I move out of Naman apartment as I doesn’t love him. I started living with my mom.
After few days while I was shopping I gets a very fade memory that I bought a shirt for Vinay from here and that I told him how much I loved him on the full moon night.Oh God!!! Finally there is something I found out from my blank pages of 5 years. I go back to Vinay and finds flashes of my old memory when I met him. I am once again the same old neha with my mom and my new found love Vinay.

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