Never once in my life did i let my heart slip. Let my mind do all the talking until one fine summer morning in the march of 2007. There i was, in a tensed examination hall oblivious to the empty seat right next to me. I had closed my eyes only for a split second when i heard a voice say, "hi". It seemed so sweet at the time that i was dumbstruck for a moment. It was probably because I hadn't talked to a girl in 2 years. But who had guessed that in a few years, this would be the sweetest voice I would have ever heard ! She seemed beside herself probably because of the exams; unkempt hair, wrinkled school uniform, sweat dripping down her face. But even now, whenever i remember her that day, she just seems to be the most beautiful girl in the whole world. This was the first time I met her.
Never did i hear from her after the exams until one lucky day in first year. I know what i am going to say may raise a few eyebrows but ORKUT (yeah, i am talking about the almost extinct social networking website) will always be close to my heart. It was because of Orkut that i found her again. I still shudder to think what would have happened had i not stumbled upon her profile. But again, destiny is a shrewd bitch. Someday all the forces in the world will bring you together but another day, it will take everything away. We started talking and before I could realize, she had become indispensable in my life.
She was patient yet a little short-tempered,. She was frank yet a bit reserved. She was caring yet sometimes annoying. She was calm yet furious at times. There were days when she used to be in fits of rage and I used to love listening to her while she vented out her anger. How i wish if she could be angry at me one more time ! She was a workaholic and all her efforts to turn me into one obviously went into vain. I used to love finding reasons so that she could give me one of her inspirational speeches again. Sometimes, I used to stay awake late into the night just to wake her up so that I could hear her voice one last time before the end of the day. We were different in a lot of ways but it was these differences which made us complete together. Time brought us even closer. There were times when tears would roll out of the corner of my eyes whenever I heard her crying. I don't know how but she could sense even the slightest of my problems. At the risk of sounding over-emotional, I still believe we had a connection, something which I can never comprehend. I had reached a point when i didn't desire anything else, as if everything I ever wanted had been gifted to me in the form of her. Life just couldn't have been more beautiful.
But fate took its course. We never realize the worth of something unless its wrenched away from us. She was being taken away from me, far far away, from where she could never come back into my life and the worst part is there was absolutely nothing I could do. It was as if someone was stabbing my heart again and again so that I would die a painful death. Then one day, it was all over leaving me with nothing but memories to cry upon.
So she left. Nothing ever could and will replace the times spent with her. I could just go on and on writing about her. It all felt like one beautiful dream. Even though she will never be around, at least I was one of the few who was fortunate enough to find that special "someone". She had no conditions. She loved me for who I was, not because I was handsome, not because I had a bank balance or not because I was popular. I am no romeo or devdas, I am just a simple human being who became fond of someone and poured his heart out to her. They say a lot about first love but for me, this is the first and the only one. As for how much I love her, so much so that the aforesaid words seem unspeakably lame.
