Hi everyone ,
Wanna tell you the most heartbreaking experience I have had and maybe we can have more people joining in.
There I was 'Mr. Popular' in college,captain of the cricket team,national youth festival winner for dramatics,glib talker...
There she was , picture perfect,prettiest thing God ever created,dont-care-a-damn attitude...
The first time I saw her at the time of admissions I thought she was just another pretty face.But on first day of college I came to know of her to be in the same class as mine.And boy was i delighted!
Never thought I would develop a liking for her but then love just happens ..It began like any other friendship,sharing lunches and treats were the norm during the first year in college.
We had a party at one of our seniors place on Christmas during my first year of college.She invited me to come over .Those days I was just beginning to know her so her calling me to a party was the best thing that happened to me till that date.I went only to see her dance in the arms of one of my seniors. My excitement was nipped in the proverbial bud instead I think I felt the pangs of jealousy for the first time in my life.(I dint tell her about this till the last two months of our college).
Towards the second year we began to realise that it wasnt just friendship after all.And she was a Hindu, north Indian,conservative parents, vegetarian and I was a Christian born of a Muslim Mom and a Christian Dad ,non-vegetarian.We knew it was nigh impossible .But love and reason?? You gotta be kidding man..We made it through the third year.The relationship grew and grew without any bounds.We use to see each other 7 days a week(5 days at college and 2 days at our MBA entrance coaching institute).Both of us sat on the last bench,right next to each other (she in the girls row and me in the one for boys).Life seemed so so unreal ,love actually was all around.She was the statesman in our relationship the one who always pampered me yet brought me to ground realities.But things werent unnoticed at her house her parents found me to be more of an intruder.And we dint make it to the IIMs and I got a final call from Tapmi(and an intv call from SPJain which I cudnt attend cos my exams clashed)which I chucked.
Thats when the dream run ended. We needed to take hold of our careers ,she decided to stay back in the city and do a 1 year management course while I decided to move to Bangalore for a job.Once here I was finding it real difficult to maintain the intimacy that we were so used to.And then came the bombshell..Her mom caught hold of some letter that I wrote her in college and called me and asked me to forget her.I always knew that if it came down to a choice between me and her parents she wud go for the latter and thats what she did.She cried like a baby to tell me that she would never call me or mail me ever again.Meanwhile her parents also selected a guy for her in Bombay.She went to see the guy when she went to write her CAT this year in Bombay.Given the kind of guy that I am who is a born fighter I wanted to tell her that we will get through this , we will still be together come what may but I knew what she would have to go through at her house so.. thats where it ended.Life for me turned right on its head . From knowing each and evrything about her today I dont even know where she is.Its been a long walk from being her knight to being her ignoramus.
Her going away from my life like that made me think as to how much important a role a good friend plays in life.She knew my insecurities ,my fears, my strengths,my lame excuses.It was a way of life and when I had to drastically change that way of life it wasnt fun.But time what a healer ...the only reason this came to my mind today was because its her b'day in 10 days and she dint call me on my b'day so I was wondering if I shud call her.I think I wont.Time friends time it makes us forget everything in its passage.And no matter howmuchever you have got hurt, whatever failure came your way time will take care of it.What that incident also did is made me go to churches every Sunday here in Bangalore(and appreciate for once in my life that church is meant for good looking girls too :wink: ,I came to know what I missed in my previous years cos I seldom used to go to church before this year).
It was magic as long as it lasted..And today when I think of it the memories are endearing ,enchanting and ...elusive cos I know they might not come again!
(I am fairly new to this site and am posting this as a new thread I hope it goes to right place
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