Insta Love Story
Insta Love Story2 mins 107 2 mins 107
It's a usual weekend morning, I woke up by the notification of my phone and open the Instagram...so many tags and texts from family group and friends again did the same thing... Ignore and left for a morning walk.
Then after freshen up, scrolling through the insta post I saw a request from a similar name of the person from college ( college got over, now I am working). I was thinking I knew this guy, he is Arjun.
Arjun was a guy from my college and we did our graduation in the same year. I remember he was always most talented n fun loving one who cracked silly jokes often. I was less talkitive n stern, so I don't respond to his jokes when we were in groups. While on the other hand, the whole college is mad about him, he has that kind of personality.
But after these many years why did he send me a request, I think I was not on his friend's list even. So, without thinking much I just accepted. I checked his profile and his friends list then I read his bio that says "software engineer" at Infy. Relationship status - it's complicated, seeing this I laughed means still he is confused after having so many fan following of smart n intelligent girls.
Then, eventually, we started sharing college memories n became good friends. And we both developed feelings for each other, but I was afraid that someday he might propose me and that happened. During a casual talk in the evening he proposed, I kept silent cuz I know it's not possible for me and I was confused also.
I always hide my feelings from him ...what should I do whether I should accept it or reject it. I don't want to hurt him anymore...so I decided to leave. One day I told him that I can't take this relationship forward cuz I know we have lots of personal n professional problems. He got upset but also understood the situation.
We are apart now...my only regret is I couldn't even confess to him how much I love him and I want to live forever with him.
But things are always not in our hands, we have to accept destiny.