I just came out of the shower. The
new suit was lying on the bed. It was
a memorable day for me, my wedding
day. I was getting ready when my
mother entered the room and told me
that my friends have come and they
are waiting to see me in the hall. I just
glanced through the window n I could
see all my friends chatting n laughing,
people who have been with me
through my thick n thin. And then I
saw her, an angel, and my best friend.
She looked really beautiful, had put on
some weight, n carried the cute little
smile that I always admired. I slowly
started traversing back, memories
started pouring in, and It has been a
long eight years since I last saw her.
I first met her in school when we were
taking part in a debate competition.
She was cute, shy and a bit funny too.
We occasionally met through some of
our common friends. Slowly, she
became a part of my life. We used to
have lunch together, gossip around,
and make fun of the teachers and
those were moments when we felt that
nothing existed beyond us in the
entire universe. She used to wait for
me when I had special classes and
pretend that she had missed the
school bus. Life was so much of fun.
No day ended without fighting and
patching up. At times, there was
nothing to talk, but still I craved to
talk. That's when I used this weapon
of fighting. She was quite adamant,
never gave up so quickly, n I enjoyed
every moment of those precious times
when we fought and argued and then
patched up. There were times when
our friends teased us of a growing
affinity, something beyond friendship.
I pondered about it at times, but she
was very quick to dismiss it every
time. I slowly started realizing that we
were made for each other.
But, fate had other ideas. My father
got a transfer and we had to move to
another city in short notice. The day
finally arrived, I expected her to say a
lot, I was looking into her eyes, trying
to read what¹s going on in her mind,
realized at that moment, Einstein¹s
equations were much easier to
understand than what¹s going on in a
girl¹s mind. She never uttered a single
word, just said good-bye. Tears were
flowing down my cheek, I thought she
would understand at least at that
moment, but rain poured in washing
away my tears and with it my chance
of being with my angel for life.
She never contacted me after that. I
joined college and went abroad for my
further studies. I always made sure
that she knows what I am doing and
where I am through our common
friends, hoping against hope that
someday she will realize the love for
me hidden in the deep cavities of her
heart, and she would say those words
which I longed to hear for years. But it
never happened. She finished her
education and later she joined a
reputed software company. I slowly
started accepting the fact that I was
not the kind of guy she would like to
spend her life with. In the meanwhile,
I met a girl who fell in love with me.
Knowing the pain of an unfulfilled
love, I accepted her proposal, and our
marriage got fixed. But, I wanted to
see my angel at least once in my life.
I asked my mother to pass on the
invitation to her; somehow I strongly
felt that she would surely turn up for
my wedding.
There was a thud sound and I came
back to reality. She was still sitting
there and laughing, maybe to one of
the jokes cracked by my friends. I
knew at that moment, mine was not a
lost love; it will always be there in my
heart. If it was there for eight years, it
will last forever, till I reach my grave.
Just that we had to move ahead in
life, in different directions. I got ready
and started walking towards my
friends. I was ready, to face reality.
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wrds wen left unexpressed may leav
hearts broken...
::::: MâĎĎÝ :::::
