Sweet Sixteen

When I realised I was in love, I was sixteen, sweet sixteen. Love is the most complicated feeling and the most innocent too.

I was in class 10 and my life was very cool, I was a monitor of the class, a bold, confident and studious girl and far away from true love.

There was a boy in my class named Samarth, a very silent and nice simple boy.

We both never had a conversation since I had joined the school in class 9.

So, in a middle of the session in class 10, I was being told by someone of the class that I will not be able to make up in maths although I was a topper and that was the first very time, when Samarth and I had a talk, Samarth told me that I don't need to really listen to anyone and I will definitely be the topper of class 10th boards. I don't know but suddenly I felt something, I felt good and that was the beginning of our friendship.

We became friends and slowly we became best friends. We used to sit together, study together, eat together and share everything with each other. Whenever I used to be with him I felt really special and happy in a unique way but as I was a 16-year teenage girl, not exactly knowing what I was going through. Slowly deep down I guess I knew I liked him but the most difficult part that you don't know whether he likes you or not.

One day he was sitting in the class and I was with my friend, I was telling her about what all I felt and she shaked me and said Swati, you are in love and that's when I realised I was in love which everyone else in the class knew before me.

Love is something very different, everyone can make out that you are in love but you yourself can't. Finally, we both were in love and we confessed and then came together forever.