The Perfect Guy?

There is always a picture painted in the mind when you imagine your perfect guy or girl.

You already have a face and personality in mind.

One day, Sara met hers. Was he perfect? 

We will soon find out.

Her Facebook Messenger beeped "New message from Nishant". Sara checked the profile first, the thing she usually do. 

She admired his smile and then she finally replied. After few days of endless chatting and calls, they finally decided to meet. Chats moved smoothly, they started enjoying each other's company.

One late night, Sara asked where they are headed at. 

"I am not sure Saram Things are not so easy."

"Then what the hell is this Nishant?" Sara was angry and hurt.

She disconnected the call. Nishant kept calling and she didn't receive.

Sara was leaving for office the next day, when Nishant was standing outside of her building waiting for her.

Sara looked at him and headed the other way.

"Sara. Please wait. Listen to me"

"Nishant, please leave. I am done with casual situations. I can't do this anymore"

"I love you damn it."

Sara froze and tears started rolling down her eyes.

They hugged.

"You didn't reply you idiot" .Sara giggled. 

"I love you too idiot. Why the hell do you think I reacted."

They both were on cloud nine. 

"Ditch office today. Lets go on a date".

They went on a long ride, Sara laying her head on his back and hugging him from back. 

He stopped at a tea stall. Sara had a huge smile on her face. She has always been a simpleton. Little gestures matters a lot to her. Nishant knowing her love for tea couldn't plan a better date than Tapri ki chai.

She hugged her happily and planted a kiss on his cheeks.

"It should have been on lips for this" Nishant teased.

After the chai date, they went near a lake and sat on his bike holding hands and chatting. Sara laid her head on his shoulder and Nishant looked at her and leaned in. They kissed for the first time. 

Those butterflies, she had never felt before.

They left for their home. They went on multiple dates, spent lot of time with each other, fought a lot, broke up a lot but at the end of the day got together.

Nishant used to pamper her a lot and Sara used to love that. She loved him to the core. He was the one she lost her virginity to. Life was smooth.

But life ain't a fairytale. Is it?

Sara noticed everytime she bought up things about future, Nishant would dodge it.

Sara since her teenage days always wanted a man she could date and marry. Just the same one. But here Nishant didn't even assure her.

Fights became frequent on this. And one fine day, she asked him directly.

"What are your intentions Nishu? Whenever I ask about future, you dodge it. I am not saying I wanna marry tomorrow. But atleast I need an assurance"

"Yeah.."

"Please tell what is on your mind. I can't take it anymore. Its frustrating now."

"I can't marry you Sara. Not now. Not ever"

"Why?? Then what are we... " She mumbled crying.

"Its not your fault. Its just my family is different. They can't accept you. You are workaholics, outgoing. My parent need someone opposite."

"I work since the day I met you. And it came up now? 

I have always mentioned I don't need anything casual. What were you expecting if this didn't have a future?"

"I am sorry."

"Can't you even talk about us once to your parent?"

"No. Sorry."

Sara was shocked. It didn't even took 1 second for Nishant to even think about this. It was a clear No.

Tears were not stopping anymore and eyes burning with anger and hurt.

"Then I am sorry Nishant. We are done." 

With that she left. Nishant didn't even follow.

Sara was unable to place the pieces of the puzzle.

She wandered if he is the same guy she loved?

The perfect guy she always dreamt about since childhood? Then how come it didn't end perfectly.

If he was perfect, then why ain't the ending a fairytale.

How could she trust anyone ever after the one she loved hurt her the most. Her world was shattered.

Reviving the memories of all places they have been to,

time they have spent flashed.

It took her a lot of time to realise, not the person you think should be perfect one for you is the right one.

No one ain't perfect ever. The person who loves your imperfection, that is the perfect person.