A short Love Story of an Indian Boy
I had always been in love with her – ever since I remember. I and Meeta (changed name) were neighbours, of same age and went to same school. Every single memory of my childhood has Meeta. We played together, lived together, ate together and studied together. We also quarreled a lot. But we were friends. Our families were also friends and no one objected to us being together so much as they thought it natural.
So we grew up and we are in class 10th. We go to school by same bus. We have a lot of common friends. For the las few years I have realized that my feeling for her are more than just being friends. But I haven’t been able to muster the courage to tell her about my love for her. I am afraid she will laugh it off, as she always does whenever I am serious.
However, for the past few weeks, she is not herself anymore. She is with me but seems lost in her thoughts most of the times. Speaks in monosyllables. At times she will sit for a lot of time wondering and just looking at me. I feel she also started to like me and maybe unable to tell me for in matters of love girls are always shy even if they are frank in general.
So one day, when she told me she wanted to discuss something with me and it was erious, i thought today is the day she is going to confide in me about her love for me. I was so elated and happy about the coming moment. In the evening she came to my house and in my room she told me that she wanted to share something important which will change her life. I thought here comes the moment I was waiting for.
Just then, she said She loves this guy in our class who has justr joined this year and she doesn’t know how to tell him about her feelings. She as I am her friend, I should go and ask the guy if he liked her or not.
Fortunately, I was sitting in a darker portion part of the room and she could not see the tears in my eyes. I could barely said – Why yes, Meeta. Sure I will ask the guy. Anything for you.
Hearing this, she came over and hugged me. She told me she knew She could always rely on me.
Then she went to her home.
I was left alone…. to be alone for the rest of my life.