I was in class nine and had the most annoying classmate ever! His name was Sanjeev. I never really liked him and didn’t even know why. He always pretended to know everything. We had a science exhibition in the school and our class teacher paired us together for a project. ‘How could she do that? This is the worst thing ever!’ I said. We started working on our project on a Monday and by Wednesday, we were done and in the process we also became good friends. In fact, we got along so well that I wondered, why did I ever hate this guy? We completed our project in less than a week and spent rest of the two weeks hanging out with each other… Bunking classes, just sitting on the stairs and chatting! We shared a sense of humour, interest in books and had the same taste in music. Before I knew it, we were the best of friends.
In school, we never spent a minute apart and only looked forward to spending more time together. I realised I was in love with him… And since I didn't want to have any regrets, I confessed my feelings to him. As expected, he didn't feel the same. And I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t shattered, but our friendship only grew stronger from that day onwards. He didn't let anything become awkward.But good things don't last long, do they? He fell in love with another girl named Reena. She reciprocated his feelings and they started dating. Reena hated me right from the beginning because of all the attention I got from Sanjeev. But somehow, I missed the bond we shared because we didn't hang out with each other anymore. Even our talks had reduced and that kind of bothered me.If that wasn’t enough, Reena bad mouthed me all the time and spread rumours about me. She fed it into Sanjeev’s brain that I was trying to break their relationship. So, one day when we were arguing, he screamed at me saying, 'Oh, you're just jealous, dumbass. You still have feelings for me and you can't bear to see me with another girl'.I was extremely hurt and decided to walk away. And I did. I never spoke to him after that. The next year, his father was transferred to South India and he left the school. Before leaving he came up to me and said, 'You know, you'll always be my first and last best friend’. I told him that he’ll always be my bestie too.
I thought I'd never meet him again. But, life had its own plans. I was in the final year of college and I was out shopping for clothes for the farewell when suddenly, I felt a tap on my shoulder. I turned around to see a familiar figure stand in front of me. I couldn't believe my eyes. I didn't know what to say. But my first obvious response was to give him a hug... So tight, so warm, so comfortable, it had all the love I hadn’t felt in all this while. We went to a coffee house and chatted for 5 hours... Laughing and cracking jokes, just like old times.That’s when he told me, ‘Why couldn’t you tell me that I was behaving like a jerk and correct me one last time? Why did you give up so easily? I know I've hurt you terribly and the only reason I kept myself away from you was because I knew I was a damaged person and I would hurt you even more. I always took you for granted. But you know, all these years we didn't talk were the worst years of my life’. I didn't know what to say next and all this was very emotional for me too. Before I could collect my thoughts and say something, he said, ‘Anji, I really love you and I promise you I won't screw up this time. Be the Monica to my Chandler, please?’I hugged him as tightly as I could and said ‘Yes!’
And with that, I kissed him. Our first kiss was a tad bit awkward, yet it was the most special kiss ever and I'm glad I shared it with my best friend. It's been 5 years since we started dating and my takeaway from this entire experience is that true love will never fade away. You just have to wait for the right time. ‘Coz sometimes you love the right person, it’s the time that isn't right. My love story happened and I am getting married to my first and last love, my best friend.*Names changed to protect privacyImage: ShutterstockHave a story you’d like to share? Just drop us an email here with your story – don’t forget to put #MyStory in the subject line. We’ll get back to you about whether we can feature it.