My Love Story

A lonely night as tonight has never been before. In front of me lays the laptop that has been my best friend ever since I bought it.Infact it has been more than my best friend. I talk with it when nobody is willing to listen to me. I cry and it consoles me. It absorbs everything I share with it. Tonight I share it with how I am feeling.

Ever since I decided I, no more will keep running after her, I have become sleepless. My life has become tasteless. The little we had in between us, the friendship, has no more a trace now. She has locked the door for my approach with a key of vulgarism I threw at her. As I lie down on my bed wrapped inside the blanket, I repent on the injustices I have done to my principle.

I vividly remember how I met her first time. It is partly humorous and ridiculous. Perhaps this is the funniest part of my friend’s life but for me it is the most memorably momentous memory of mine. I can’t afford to have it forgotten. It was more of through a plan than by chance. I knew she would come here as she was selected for the programme.It was March, I saw her name along with others.Infact I showed the list of those selected students to my friends. My friends soon started searching for feminine names from the list. I also did and selected her. I was eagerly waiting to meet her. Days passed into months and soon enough we left for summer vacation.

I was soon in the village. The very next day, my work started. I had to plough the most notorious oxen. As I used to walk behind the oxen holding plow with right hand and a small stick in the left would turn Mr Walter Mitty.The mind would start screening where series of beautiful scenes get played. One of the scenes I used to see was of her. I would imagine her to be a person I could relate to. I would never think beyond the capacity my mind would find suffocating. In my wild imagination, I would see the person I would love to be with. I would evaluate her within and her image would be created. So short a time I would feel I had been ploughing .My mind in that way search her, adapted her and captured her. As it came, it ended. The vacation was over. It was July 21 and I came to the college.

 We met like we never would have met. . I found her the way I had thought although a little variation in the dream is a normal thing. We talked like we had been together ever since Our strangeness faded the very day we met for the first time. We talked over a coffee that night. I and my friend sat on one bed and her friend and she did on another. My friend had known her since his high school days and it wasn’t any new thing for him. I was new for her. She was new for me yet we talked and it was a great thing for me. We shared our brief incidents and first night was soon over.

Autumn soon arrived and by then we were the most closest of soul.we became good friends.

I knew more that i wanted to know.She knew me more than required.We also became good friends on Facebook and would chat like we never did.
A fine day,i proposed her through social media."I am sorry,but i am already in relationship"My heart was shattered into pieces yet with all those bits,i smiled.I laughed but within i was crying.She consoled after sometimes."We are good friends.Why don't we be?"By any means i wanted her and i couldnot deny.I accepted friendship when she rejected my love.We remained closer in distance but within my heart i had already left her.She was not  mine.I was not hers.Our fate was away from us.We never were to be each others.