She was one of the most beautiful faces i have ever seen. Its not like i haven’t seen her before. Me, her brother and she, we used to play together, when she used to live near our house. But they moved to a place near my grandma’s. That day when i was visiting my grandmas, i saw her after a long time and just got a feeling as if my heart is feeling suffocated and as if trying to beat, every beat felt like a beat of drum in my ear. I felt as if something was holding my heart and pulling it towards my stomach. It was my first experience of the butterflies in the stomach. I was shying from the inside. I was 10 years old and i got disturbed with this feeling. It was as if i want to spend a lot of time with her. But she went to different school and i could only visit my grandma on the weekend.
Time goes on, of and on, i came to visit their place, until they moved out of country. She was going, the very thought made me felt like in ruin, but i was a child and never knew why i felt like this.
Things changed and when i was in college they came back and got a place near our house. I helped them moving and seeing her made me felt the same way i felt earlier. I still had that feeling and with enough knowledge, then, I found out that what i felt for her was love. I wanted to tell her everything my heart felt for her. I visited her, but still was not able to talk to her. I sat in their house for a long time, trying to get a moment to talk to her, but i was not able to find any opportunity to talk to her alone.
In our culture, we don’t do girl friend, boy friend; we love someone and then get married; or we don’t love someone still we get married. One day i found out that she is getting married. That day, i collected all of my courage and told my grandma that i love her and that if she can help me in this scenario. She told me that, she talked with her mother before about her and me getting married and the answer came from her mother was, “RT, is a nut case; why do i want to ruin my daughter’s life, with such a nut job; and also my daughter is getting married with her own choice as she loves that man….”.
That night i cried so much that my pillow become all wet with tears.
I went to her wedding, helped my tears back all the time and helped in the arrangements.
But there is more to this story. What happened later made me learn another lesson that Love is an eternal feeling, it cannot die once came into existence.
[TBC]
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It cannot die once it came into existence… damn. I feel the same way.
I’m sorry… That’s such a sad story. I hope the next part is happier.