A Sudden Meetup

The day was rainy. It has been raining since that morning. Even after reading a little in the morning, my mind did not feel right. What else can be done if you don't like it? I turn on Facebook and see a friend request but I don't know who it is again. Well, I accept the request anyway. After a while, I thought I do not see a little talk? I went to the messenger and wrote that I don't know you well, do you know me? Two hours later, I saw the reply that he did not know me and he did not understand how the friend request came from him, maybe unknowingly. And he also said at the very moment that you don't think anything has happened by mistake. I said okay, what's wrong with that again? Saying this, I turned off Facebook. When I turned on Facebook again, I saw that he wrote that you can unfriend if you want.

It didn't take me long to separate Arghya in very clear words. Good sense of humour, Arghya took a different place in my mind. He was studying in the third year of engineering and I was studying in only the 11 class. In fact, he has become like my older brother. At first, we talked a little bit but it reached a long stage. He would sometimes tell me to just read; at Eleven, you have already started using Facebook Whatsapp. I would say again, then why do you? Then he could not say anything more. In this way, we talked about our past, present and future. I don't know why this way I started to like him very much. When I turned on Facebook, I saw that he is online. If not online, I thought what is he doing so much? Then whenever he came online I would get a little angry. He used to say that you are angry for me, why am I yours? Then I would get upset and how could he understand that and he would say to me, "Okay yaar, sorry, sorry. This will never happen again." Thus, our days passed with happiness and sorrow. But I could never tell him that I really loved him more than myself. I don't know why he was like my great brother. The day went on like this.

About three years later...

I took honours in Bengali, I was studying in the second year and he got a job. This time his words seemed to be a little too serious; when I ask him something, he doesn't say it properly. I understand that he may have more work pressure. Probably does not reply for this reason. And I was just the way I was, what more can I say. Sometimes I would get angry when he saw the message but he didn't reply. I would not say anything else. It was like saying nothing. Sometimes I thought I should tell him about my love, but I couldn't tell him. It was going this way.

As far as I can remember, that day was Wednesday, even though it was a holiday. So waking up as late as the holidays, I woke up at around 9 o'clock and opened the messenger and saw that there were no two messages, Arghya. He texted, "Yes, that's right." 

"Sister, I'm getting married on November 10th, suddenly the decision was made. And my father is going to be old. So you must come on that day, I'm waiting for you! And I also sent the wedding card. "

I was stunned to see the words, how strange it seemed to myself. Am I really the girl who loved him more than life? Why do I think I am his, he is not one of me, so why am I thinking so much? Then why am I having so much trouble? Honestly, I'm not really anyone, no. I was very angry at myself and felt like deleting all the messages. I wondered why I wasted so much time. As if I had shown the way to the flow of my own tears, so it was flowing. Arghya said again if you don't come, I will suffer a lot. Then I was in a state of tears, one of which may have touched his voice. And I say it unknowingly that "yes brother, don't worry, I'll go". Arghya said this is my dear sister.

I know my relationship is limited to sisters. I don't know why I realized by myself that not everyone is for everyone, maybe he did exactly what he did.