I liked him when I was a little girl, but gradually this developed into love. My father amd his father were business partners. We grow up together, studied at the same school. My feelings for him became so strong to resist. We were best friends. But for me he was my prince. We spent many beautiful time together, which are impossible to erase.
Our friendship was so strong that eveybody in the school appreciate it. Some thought that we were couples. Whenever I asked him that if I say I love you to him what would he say. And everytime his answer was "Yes I love you, cause we are best friends, buddies everything. But that idiot never dug up the inner meaning.
Then comes the day when the doctor said that I have cancer and I need to be treated immediately. So I was sent abroad. I was not able to say goodbye to him. Later I told him everything. But he seemed to be very angry with me. I explained him the whole matter, only then he talked to me well. We talked everyday.
Then comes the most heartbreaking day for me. He sent me a picture of a sweet looking beautiful girl. I asked who this is and the reply made me cry. He said that the girl in that picture was his lover.
That day I cried for so long. I feel like I am broken, my heart is broken. That was the moment when I burst into tears in my own room and I realize that no one knows how unhappy I am. That time I wished to be the little me again because scratched knees are easier to fix than a broken heart. In my mind he was never mine, so why should I cry for? But losing him broke my heart. And I realize that the quote was correct that sometimes your heart needs more time to accept what your mind already knows. My mind can console myself but I could not control my heart, my eyes. After that I decided to complete my higher studies there in New York. I changed my mobile number so that he cannot find me. I lied myself that he can be mine just study and achieve your dreams and this made me smile for the years until I achieved my dream. Five years passed by, I became a gynecologist, new home and everything that I have dreamed for.
Then I came to India to visit my parents and permanently settle with them in their old ages. I also visited his home and what I saw was him with his wife who was pregnant with a 6 months old baby. I wished them good luck. He kissed her in front of me and it hurts. Though its been years I have forgotten him but till date also nothing hurts more than watching him love another girl.
I talked with them for hours. His wife Somya asked if I have someone in my life or not. I said yes I had but he betrayed me for another girl. They just show me sympathy and say, "Follow your heart." I said, "Yes! I will follow. But when the heart is in so many pieces, which way are you to follow?"
They remained silent. They said that I should be in love again. I replied that it takes a strong heart to love, but it takes an even stronger heart to continue to love after its been hurt. They reamined silent.
Coming home I realized some facts that I was never able to tell him that I love him. Though we talked like lovers, but at the end of the day we were best friends ultimately. He, Ayush was the most important person in my life. Then at last I took the hardest decision in my life, that I should move on. He moved on, so why should not I. I will never look back again to him.