He raised
his eyebrows in surprise.
‘I mean he
does not know that I still love him. Besides, I do not want him back and same
was the case four years ago’ I explained.
I do not
want to sound a slut to you.
He nodded
his head.
‘Tara, Tell
me you love story’
‘Why don’t
you start with yours?’
He opened
his mouth to say ‘Ladies First’ but then swallowed his words.
‘Okay! Her
name was Roshni. I liked her the day I saw her. We became great friends. I
proposed to her. She said yes and we started dating. A week later, both of us realized
that we weren’t in love. It was just infatuation. We broke up. We are friends
now and still in contact.’
‘Is that
it?’ I looked at him with my eyes wide open.
‘Yes! Now
you!’
So short
story. It was definitely infatuation.
‘Well. I
met Sanket at my aunt’s wedding in 2004. He is my aunt’s neighbor. I was in SSC
then. He was handsome and I had a crush on him the moment I saw him that day.
He was busy with the marriage preparations. He was my cousin’s friend. He was a
college dropout and was not working. We were introduced to each other and
became friends. Though the marriage ceremony ended, our friendship did not. H
would often come to meet me after my school. My friends teased me a lot.
However, I rebuked them and convinced them that we were just friends. I,
myself, deep in my heart, wanted it to be true. Yes, I was in love with him. I
was in love with the guy who did nothing for living. I was in love with the guy
whom my parents would never approve. It was valentine 2004 when he came to meet
me at school. He presented a red rose to me and said those magical words. I was
in seventh heaven. I was very happy. I thanked God. Valentine was soon followed
by my SSC Boards. I did exceptionally well in my exams and scored 72% marks. My
parents were happy at my success’ I smiled.
‘What
happened next?’ he asked.
‘He, too,
was happy for me. I got myself enrolled for Commerce stream. I loved banking. I
wanted to make banking as my career. Little did I know that the bad period in
my life had started with me entering HSSC. College meant bunking lectures. It
was not possible in school, in college it was. I bunked lectures to meet
Sanket. We would sit in college canteen and talk for hours. Our relationship
was turning into a public one now. It was no longer a secret. Spending time
with Sanket became my first priority. I started neglecting my studies. My marks
suffered. My parents scolded me. They had not expected less marks from me’ I
grew sad.
Aditya
placed his hand on mine. We were like that for some time.
Why did
I not withdraw my hand?
‘It was
January 2008. I and Sanket were sitting in canteen, hand in hand when my
brother spotted us’
‘Oh my God!
He told your parents about you and Sanket’ he concluded.
Stay tuned for the next part!
You can read the first part at here!
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