It is five years today since I realized somebody really liked me. It was very subtle, very indirect, not like a proposal or anything, but I just knew he liked me a lot. I was so thrilled, because I too really liked him and always wondered if he'll forget me after we move to different cities.
It is funny how he detested girls who fell in love, so I never wanted to tell him that I really like him, lest he detests me too!!! The funnier bit is, I too detested guys who fell in love, so he must have really hesitated about pouring out his feelings!
But there was something stronger than speech, inside my heart, I realized his love for me, and he realized my love for him. Love is a very wrong word, it was a kind of deep respect & admiration. He was the ideal, if I ever fall in love, this is how the guy should be...
But there was a deep fear in my heart, I didn't want to be the Menaka in his life, I didn't want to distract & ruin his tender heart, I didn't want to scar him for life. So I didn't want to build castles in the air...
Looking back, I feel amazed, kind of proud of us, how we lived life without hurting each other, without crossing certain psychological boundaries, so selflessly....
I am much happier now, now that I know the ending of that love story, and now that there is no uncertainty!
I feel very amused, five years is a long time ago, makes me feel very old now, but very happy too at the fond recollections, along with a certain sense of respect.
Thank You God
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