Boards & Love
Boards & Love4 mins 238 4 mins 238
I was 15 studying in my 10th grade and as we all know 10th std is too much of pressure for the child and even the parents. The first thing my mom did was she disconnected the cable. Next the newspaper was stopped cuz I used to read mainly page 3 and activity. Think of whatever possible entertainment means all that was kept away from me. I was told every now and then to study seriously after that you can enjoy only to know later that it was the first step which will decide your career and you won't be a child longer.
In this time span everyone decided to be my teacher. My mom thought me History, Hindi and Marathi. My friend who was also my neighbor and 9 years elder to me thought me Maths and Science rest English, Geography and Economics I managed on my own. I was very comfortable while studying with my friend he used to explain everything so well. I did get scolding from him sometimes as I was bit weak in Maths but it was all good. Everytime I solved the toughest Maths problems on my own he used to get me chocolate.
My boards approached. I remember my mom dad and my friend had come to drop me at the examination centre. I was scared cuz there was a huge crowd and tensed atmosphere but my friend cheered me up wished me luck and soon I was in the examinations hall writing my paper. Each day passed and soon exams were over. Wowww it was such a relief now I could do anything I want. I was so happy.
Next day my friend came and told me why don't you join some computer course in holidays that'll help you. It was a great thing I always wanted to do something creative. I told my parents about it but they had very little idea about it so me and my friend took out few brochures of computer institutes and after thinking for good 2-3 days finally I decided to go for web designing. Now it became a routine my friend used to drop me to classes and used to pick me after my classes finished. Later we used to roam in the streets of Vasai with his gang. In those days my friend was a famous personality in whole of Vasai.
Our friendship grew and soon feelings started to develop from both sides but we didn't tell each other cuz we both feared that it may impact our friendship. Everybody in our group could sense it. But there were many factors that arose. First it was huge age difference that never mattered to me, other was we belonged to different religion, lastly what about our families.
It was the month of May and my house was decorated for my uncle's marriage. All my cousins had come down for a month and we were enjoying our summer holidays. While all this was going on I never took break from my friend. We used to talk on phone or go to each other's house officially as he was my neighbor. He did give me several hints that he loves me but had not spoken those three words so I also tried to give him a tough. On the wedding day of my uncle while walking with the marriage procession all of a sudden he appeared in front of me from nowhere the first thing he told me and these were his exact words "come at the, I side want to confess something" I came at the side and no one even doubted cuz my family knew him. At the instance I was away from the crowd he uttered "Sonu I know we're good friends but now I have fallen in love with you and I know you love me too so please say yes cuz I do wanna marry you." I was surprised, shocked and happy too my body was shivering and I wasn't able to speak a word. Soon I started perspiring. Finally I gathered my strength and just managed to say few words " I like you too but at this moment I don't know what to do" and I left.
After that phone calls and meetings increased. I was totally in love with him. After so many years I had someone who was mine. Who loved me the way I was. I was blushing and enjoying each and every moment. I had found my love and I was sure to marry him come what may. But then he told me he had job offer from abroad and he had to stay there for 2 years. He promised that our love would never fade but I was too scared to let him go. Those days I didn't have internet connection or a cellphone so the only source was our landline. The thought of him going away shattered me but all this while he was comforting me that he'll be back soon. On 14th of August 2003 he left for Oman and again there was dullness in my life. I had nothing but his memories all I could do was just miss him......