I'm Front Office Manager of a hotel in Gulshan. Last 25th July, Indian Handball team checked in our hotel for the participation of Asian Junior Handball Tournament.

The second night on 26th july, one of the girls from room no. # 404 phoned me to my office room and said," hello boy, you're so handsam". I'm age of 26 years. Naturally I feel interest of it. She was Kushal Arrora from Panjab. She talked to me for long time in that night. But she was too poor in English. She knows only Hindi and Panjabi. And I'm too poor in Hindi. Thats why with a lot of language problem we talked each other for hour to hour in first night. Many of our discussion both she and me couldn't understand for such language gap. But that was an exciting experience. The next morning, I started to findout her. There were three Panjabi girls stayed in # 404. One beautiful tall girl of # 404 was making eye contact with me frequently. I thought, this is must be Kushal who phoned me last night. I also did eye contact. She was responding nicely. During their stay in Dhaka, all the girls were in abnormal restriction by their teacher. We, the maximum hotel staff are young aged and almost are student. Our management also took extra care for us. I requested her to give me some times, but she told unable due to such restriction.

On the 27th night, she phoned me again and told,' she love me.' We talked with lot of language problem for hour to hour. The following morning, we feel more close to each other. They were too much busy with their game practice, match, sight seeing, shopping, party etc. I was also busy with our other guests. But in myself, I started to feel something mysterious for her.

27th night, I phoned to her room and did telephone love. She gave me her Panjab address and telephone no.

28th night, she phoned me again and frequently told," she love me seriously". I wanted to make a good friendship but she want more. By this way, I fallen in emotion, sentiment and at last I told her " I love you also". At the ending moment of that night, I told her " Kushal, I like to touch you". She agreed and I went to her room's # 404 door. That time was 3:50 at night. Every body was sleeping. I saw some one was standing on the other side of oppened door.

But my loving babe was sleeping in another bed. I was puzzled. The girl who was standing on the door, I saw her many times with my babe. At that moment I cleared of everything and turned back to my room. But I feel in myself many things. A strong storm was blowing inside myself. I feel, I fallen in love by telephone chatting and I also loved the girl whom I seeing in day time.

I was feeling sympathy for Kushal who stood on the door. With in few moment I changed my decision and went back to # 404 and found her still standing on the door. I touched her hand. She also understood every thing and fallen in cry in front of me. I turned back at once and couldn't understand what should I do. With in a moment, the situation had been changed.

The following morning I went out of our hotel for hole day. I was not feeling easy in such situation. Actually my loving girl in the day time name is 'Raju Bir Sing'. And in telephone at night was 'kushal'. With in short time I started to blame for every thing to Raju. Because only she knew every thing but she did fun with us. I hate her for this funny game. I discovered, actually I fallen in love by telephone chat. She is Kushal.

On 29th night, I phoned back to her room and told every thing of my view. I think, she feel quite insulting by this condition. She told,'she love me but she isn't beliveing that I love her, she belived,actually I love Raju. She believe, I show only sympathy to her.

30th July, we both were disshearted. I phoned to her room at night but maximum times she was keeping silence.

On 31st July, they played their last match against Bangladesh. At 9:30pm they went to airport for India. 3rd August, she phoned me from India and hardly requested me to come to Panjab. She told, she love me seriously either I love her or not. Deer friend, I am intenned to go to Amritshar, Panjab. I also feeling her.