A Girl I could never meet again

Sometimes you meet a person and you get attached to him/her in a moment. Just to have a glimpse of that person you do some strange things (everybody does hahaha..).

You start thinking about that person, dreaming about and sometimes you behave as if that person is with you. Every day you make a plan to meet that person and do crazy things just to get attention. You get jealous of his/her friends as you are not able to talk as they are.

Today I, Who, I prefer not to reveal my name :). Once Shakespeare had said- What’s there in the name.

So here is my story. I am a very introverted and shy kind of person who keeps his feelings to himself only. I got admission to a new school and I was bullied by some of the students on the very first day of my school. That too before the assembly session and I was so broken and scared that I had no guts to go to the ground to attend the assembly.

I was sitting behind the stage, sobbing. I was praying to get out of school.

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Then a girl came (I still remember that smile and concern on her face). She came and said “are tum yahan kya kar rahe ho, aaj to tumhara pehla din hai..” (Hey! What are you doing here, today is your first day.). And that smile, I don’t know but I was mesmerized by her smile.

She took me to the classroom and helped me with washing my face. I am very bad at crying. Then we went for the assembly and I was standing on a separate line. I was watching her in between the prayers and smiling. You couldn’t imagine just a moment before I was crying and now see. 

After the assembly, my class teacher called me for some official work. Then I went to my class and she was standing in her seat and she told me to sit with her. We continue to sit together for weeks. We used to talk about a lot of things. I used to miss her when she was absent. The only time I got to her was in school. There was no cell phone at that time. So I spend most of the time getting to know her.

The last day I sat with her

The next day, all the students were made to sit according to their roll number. This was the last day I remember, I sat with her. I was very furious at my class teacher but what could I have done?. I picked up my bag, tears in my eyes because I was very much attached to her. But still, I make sure to sit beside her on the next bench.

Now we were talking less not as we were talking earlier. We, especially, never missed a chance to see each other smiling whenever something silly used to happen in the class. With time We were promoting to senior classes. We had been getting busy in the studies. We were making new friends and we hardly talk to each other.

She was one of the bright students in our class. And I was bright in other things like fighting in class, cracking jokes and breaking rules was like my hobby, I would say. But I was good in studies though.

I got friendship with bad peers and I started ignoring her because I knew she would not like my company like before. I knew that I was not in her good books now. But she always talked to me with a smile as she used to be.

The Farewell day

Every student has to face this situation where he has to leave his/her school for higher studies the Farewell. It was a farewell day and we were talking about all those memories which we had shared in the school. We all had a smile in our faces and tears in our eyes.

Everybody was writing something special for each other but I was waiting for her. I saw her sitting alone on the terrace. I approached her and asked her if she would like to write something for me in my diary. She replied with a smile and said yes, Here is something from my diary.

Then after the farewell ceremony, we went to our home. A couple of days later I went to a cyber cafe and I searched her on Orkut and sent her friend request.

She accepted my request In the next month, we were having our board exam. Everybody was busy in preparation but I was excited that I would see her again. The Board exam went pretty well for me. I had scored good marks. I was not only excited for her but was also revising my lessons.

We got admission in different colleges. I somehow arranged her phone number from our mutual friend. I called her, I heard her voice after two months but for me, it was like we haven’t talked for years. We used to have had some knick-knacks after the classes.

Everything was right until she changed her phone number

I was very tense. A couple of days later I again arranged her number and I called her. I asked her why she had changed her number. She didn’t say anything. Again the same thing happened, she had to change her number again and again. Then, at last, I called her and asked her If I was a problem and she was doing this because of me. She didn’t say anything and started crying and hung-up the call.

After that day till now neither I called her nor messaged her.

I was worried about her so I started figuring out the reason for all this. I found that the two classmates used to call her with different numbers and talk about stupid things. They had said to her that I had shared her number. I had no idea about it. She was so helpless that she had to change her number again and again.

After knowing all this, I never tried to contact her on any of the platforms. But sometimes it feels bad that you know someone for years and because of some misunderstanding, you lose that person. She left her last message on Orkut.

She wished me on my birth anniversary and then she deactivated her account.

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It’s been 11 years now but still, I think about her and I miss her. I don’t know if I ever get a chance to meet her but I will love her and the respect I have for her will last until I die. It’s not like that I have not met any girl after but I don’t know but she will be my first and last love.

I don’t know whether I should move on or wait for her. I love you S***.

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I, Who, I prefer not to reveal my name :). Once Shakespeare had said- What’s there in the name.

4 thoughts on “A Girl, I could never meet again.

  1. I have no words ……
    Today i realized true love still exist thnku for sharing this story with us …

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