Wednesday 17 February 2016

My first love part 22 (sorry)

It was the most unbearable pain that she has ever experienced in her life. Never ever has she cried the whole day and night, continuously for 2 days. It was as if a part of her life has been ripped from her. Anjana thought about lots of things that have happened and things that she wished could have happened, that never saw the reality, like wanting to hold his hand and take a long walk under the light of moon,  a warm reassuring hug that she wants to melt herself in, a small smile on his face that she can just sit all day and admire at.

But nothing like these things happened.  In fact it has been 3 years of their love life and they never have had a proper date,  not even a single meeting,  except looking at each other from distance -when he wishes- once in a blue to come nearby her house and reveal his presence to her.  Those short moments of seeing him was like a treat for her, were she forgets all the hurt he gave her and lives in that moment for a while.

By the sound of the knock on her hostel room door, Anjana came back to the reality and found that her roommate, who was silently observing her all these while, knocked the door. Anjana's already chubby face was still more puffy and eyes were fiery red from all the crying that her roommate did not know as she went home on the weekend. Her roommate has been advising her a lot and told her to leave Suriya, because she was seeing all the sufferings that Anjana was in. But Anjana refused her friend's warnings and stopped talking with her as she was always talking wrong about Suriya, whom she never even knew in the first place.
It was Monday morning and Anjana could not go to college with this face, and so took another day off and was thinking only about him and she did not know how to call him, now that she was the one who called their relationship off.

It was all like a shattered piece of glass that could not be fixed. She kept on thinking what he will be doing at that time and whether what she has done was right or wrong. Every time when he calls it off she was the one to call or text him first and they both were back to normal. So she expected Suriya to call her this time, but only silence and rejection were received back. She came to know that he has the upper hand now as always.
She lost her hope and at the same time started worrying whether he was alright or not, because Suriya was the type of person who to relieve the tension would drive his favorite 'apache' at the maximum speed and sometimes get himself physically hurt to forget the mental pain. So she found the little courage that was left back at the bottom of her heart and texted him 'sorry'.

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