A Silent Love Story …..

It was a rainy day when I was sitting in the balcony of my home, enjoying a cup of tea while watching the rain on the green fields. Suddenly my phone rang, it was Rohit on the other side. I was hearing his voice almost after a gap of 15 years. He called to wish me on my birthday. Yes, it was my birthday on that day. A day when I wanted to spend some time with myself. He just wished me birthday and hang up the phone.

The phone call ended, but it made me quite nostalgic. I went back into the memories when I first met him in Delhi at my sister’s function. We were introduced by my cousin. I was just 16 years old that time and he was 19 years old, we haven’t talked much during the function, but he was looking forward to have a friendship with me. On the day, when I was packing my bags to come back to my home, he gave me a gift and asked for my friendship. It was for the first time when someone had asked me for friendship like this. I said yes to him, but was feeling uncomfortable that I took the gift and in return I haven’t given him anything, So I went to his room with my sister and gave him a pen.

And then there was no contact between me and Rohit for more than one year. Once again my destiny took me to Delhi, to attend my cousin marriage, and we met again but not on the occasion but at my didi’s home, where I always use to stay. The way he talked to me, tease me, soon resulted in a friendship, but I was always shy to talk to him.

We were at the age where we really don’t know the meaning of love, and not even I realize it and I don’t know much about him.

But the way he cared for me, he talked with me spoke volumes. There was something which I noticed after a few years , and his favourite word, through which he used to call me always was ‘PAAGAL .’

We met 2-3 times again and it was in the year 2000 when we met for the last time. It was the year when I get to know the meaning of true love and hence, how truly he is in love with me, but unfortunately we can’t go ahead because of family issue. He shared his bad as well as good habits with me. On that day he held my hand for the first time and said ‘Apna dyaan Rakhna pagli’, by keeping his hand on my forehead.

That was the day I realize that I too love him, I took a lot of time to understand this, my eyes were filled with tears and the pain which I can’t express when he was saying those words to me. For a minute I didn’t understand what is happening but when he left me, I realized that we will not gonna meet in future.

‘ Kehte hain kuch rishton ka naam nahi hota, woh khud mein hi anmol hote hain ‘

I was never aware of love but after meeting him and knowing him I got to know what true love is all about.

A love in which we both are helpless to be together because we don’t want to hurt anyone , we sacrifice and compromise our love for the happiness of our family, but love still remains there as a silent feeling . We didn’t talked to each other after that but we took information from other from our close friends, about the well-being of each other.
I can’t deny the fact that I still miss his presence in my life, because he was the person who taught me the real value of true love, care and sacrifice. The sweet memories are etched in my heart and are more than enough to live a happy life as these memories are given by a person close to my heart. Hum ladhte bhi the, jagadthe bhi the , but pyaar bhi tha which is really beyond than anything else .

‘ Kabhi waqt nahi hota, toh kabhi tum nahi hote , hoti hai toh sirf bitaye hue kuch pal aur bas unki yaadein saath ‘

This story is not real, I have created my own, it’s a dramatic story, and if you like it, then please before sharing do the credit to me @parilifestyle

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23 thoughts on “A Silent Love Story …..”

  1. Priyal, its not your story!! Somehow I was feeling its a real story! 🙂 Anyway whatever it is, it is touched my heart. You have made me nostalgic and I was recollecting my teenage memories!

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