Summer ji, my preface to the story is that i suck at writing romantic stuff but am much better at sad stuff so enjoy this horrible attempt at a love story!! 😆
A romantic story:It was in late spring when the meadows were all painted green when a misty silence hung that I last saw him. I had to catch the evening train and not much good bye was spoken.As I got on the train, the images of all our times kept playing again and again in my mind. I could not understand why I was leaving and why he was not asking me to stay. I had told myself that if just once he would ask, I will stop and never leave again. So what if I was the big city girl? All I would need is him by my side to settle even in the country side on his farm.Once we reached Mumbai, the fast paced life took over and though I never forgot about him, I had less time to think about why with each passing day. As days became weeks and weeks became months, I talked myself into moving on with a co-worker/friend who had been expressing his interest in me for over two years now and waiting very patiently for me to reciporcate. I told myself that I would no longer wait for the one who did not care enough about me obviously to stop me or to even call me once to check up on me. I had called him many times since my return and left several messages but never heard from him.As I made up my mind and told Vik I was ready to get into a relationship with him, he as expected was estatic and showered me with love and gifts which I did not deserve as I did not feel the same for him. Yet, as promised to self, I put on a mask of happiness and enjoyed giving happiness to someone who loved me immensely.A year went past and Vik proposed, I accepted knowing in my heart that I was not truly in love with him. Finally the big day was here, we are getting married today. As I walked in for the ceremony, I couldn't help but notice how lovingly my family is looking at me and how happy each of them seem. Vik smiling ear to ear, beaming proudly as he had just achieved the biggest goal in his life and then...my eyes fell on him. I froze in mid walk and couldn't believe he was sitting there. I told myself that I am just imagining him as my heart still loves him and kept moving but, as I looked back, I saw him with tears in his eyes asking me why I was doing this.As I stopped, Vik and him both started walking towards me. One with concern on his face and the other with tears in his eyes. As they both reached me, before Vik could say anything I blurted out, it's him. I watched the colors change on Vik's face as he realized who "he" was. That is when I realized what I was doing to Vik was wrong and turned and held his hand to walk down the aisle. But, Vik being Vik, turned me around, placed my hand in his hand and said what took you so long my friend? She has been waiting for you all these years. Without another word Vik turned around and walked out. I ran after him to stop him but he told me that all this time he had waited for me to look at him with the same kind of love that he saw inside and unfortunately it wasn't for him and that being said, he had no right to take me away from what I really wanted and go with him. He asked me to go to him for the sake of his friendship and not to feel bad for him.With that, he turned on his heel and left me standing there crying with tears. That one moment taught me what love really is.
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