Bollywood leads us to believe that college life is all about love stories, friendships, breakups, fights and gang wars, but it’s actually very different in reality. During my college life, I happened to have all those fights and gang wars during the first year itself. I never realized how time passed and in my second year, I hardly knew anyone other than my so called friends. I was hating my college life to the core, but in second year I made a few friends I could rely on and trust. However, falling in love was something that was not on my list. I had decided to never fall for the trap again after going through a bad relationship...but fate had something else in store for me.
When I started interacting with more people in second year and making new friends, Ankit and I became friends. We instantly clicked and I knew he was going to be a very good friend of mine. We started sharing everything with each other and our growing closeness did grab some eyeballs, but we didn't care as we were very clear about our feelings for each other and Ankit was in a serious relationship at that time as well.
We never realized when we went from just friends to best friends and by that time, our final year rolled around. He was going through a bad phase at that time when his girlfriend ditched him, and I supported him throughout. We all use to party a lot and enjoyed to the core in our final year of college. Ankit’s birthday party was the last party where we would all be together, because after a few months, we were all going to be in different parts of the country. This time, I was more excited than him, for his birthday. That’s what made me realize that I was falling for him...or may be was already in love with him. I planned the perfect birthday party for him and in the end, I had decided to confess my feelings for him. So while we all were dancing and having fun, I dragged him a little further away and shouted in his ear, ‘I want to talk to you, it's important.’ ‘Hey even I have to tell you something,’ Ankit shouted back, and a small ray of hope came into my heart...maybe even he wanted to confess his feelings for me?!
The party ended and everyone left. I went with Ankit in his car as he was dropping me home. ‘Hey you wanted to tell me something right?’ I said.
‘Yeah, you know I am heading to Delhi in a few months,’ he informed me.
This was sudden and I didn't know how to react. ‘But college isn't over yet,’ I said, controlling my tears.
‘Um, I'll be back for the finals but I really need to go to Delhi. There is someone there waiting for me,’ he said with his signature smile.
‘Who?’ I asked, fearing the worst.
‘Teri bhabhi,’ he said, and it felt like my whole world came crashing down. Luckily, at that moment, we had reached my place. ‘Oh, okay then I'll see you bye,’ I said, almost jumping out of the car. I didn't want him to see me in tears.
‘Arey kuch toh bol, name to puch le kam se kam! Acha chal call karunga tujhe main,’ were the last words I heard from him as I ran inside my home. I switched off my phone and cried my heart out. For days I didn't eat anything or talk to anyone. I stopped taking any calls from Ankit after that night. After some days of not receiving his calls, he left me a message… ‘I'm leaving tomorrow, wish I could meet you for the last time. My train will be leaving at 9 pm.’
The next morning I gathered some courage and decided to finally meet him. I got ready and went straight to the station. I searched for him on the platform and found him sitting. As I approached him I could feel my tears swelling up.
‘Hey,’ I said, sitting next to him. He looked at me and stood up. ‘What the hell? Where were you? Why didn't you take my calls?’ I looked up at him and I knew I had to tell him.
‘I love you,’ I said. Ankit looked at me pale faced, and he stood their staring at me for 10 minutes at least when I finally broke the ice... ‘You really don't need to react, I thought I should tell you now because it’s high time. But don't you dare burden your heart at all, get that? Teri vali tera Dilli me wait kar rahi na, ja ji le apni zindagi,’ I said, and without waiting for his reply I left the station.
I drove back with tears flowing uncontrollably, but letting it all out definitely felt good. I stopped on a highway and cried to the limit so that I never cry again that way. It was very late when I reached my place, as I reached my floor, I saw Ankit sitting outside my door. ‘Ankit? I said, and he turned around. ‘Where were you? I have been waiting for like centuries now!’ he said and hugged me like nothing had happened. I broke our hug and opened the door.
‘You know you are late? Where were you anyway?’ he said as we stepped inside our house, and hugged me from behind. ‘I had some work,’ I said, feeling a bit awkward after my small confession at the station. He turned me around but didn't let me go, until I finally gave in. ‘I love you’ I said again and broke down in his arms he tightened around me. When I finally stopped sobbing, he made me sit on the sofa and went down on one knee.
‘I love you too, you idiot. I was leaving so that you could realize that you loved me too! I always said I love you to you but you never took it seriously and tagged me as just a friend…’ I didn't wait for him to finish his sentence, and almost jumped on him and kissed him.
That was the story of our filmy proposal, and I couldn’t have been happier with the way things turned out.
*Names changed to protect privacy
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