my true love..short story cw

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My First Love

It was the first day of my Degree College. I had decided

to take Bachelor in Mass Media course. Well I had

decided and planned my life well after my college, with

the view just that I didn·t want my parents nagging me

that I was aimless. Well I still remember that dayvividly«. I·m extremely sorry I have been impolite and

haven·t introduced who I am, I·m Rachel Thomas a

young adult capable of taking and making the right

decisions, whitish, medium height, well a little more

than plumy but I don·t appreciate being called fat, dark

brown eyes and black wavy hair and my friend·s

consider me to be very jolly and insanely crazy. Well

this is a small introduction about me. Getting back to

the main topic, my first day in college, well it wasn·t all

that great, yet not so pleasant. I felt quite alone as I

was a long way away from home and also not even a

single friend of mine was with me. It was a totally new

place, new people and a new adventure. Well I felt quite

lonely but successfully made my first acquaintance in

the class with a boy named Allwyn Fernandes. As the

day was passing I noticed HIM for the first time ever.



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He seemed so idiotic at the first sight, nothing pleasing

about him at all, and at the first sight itself I felt a

repelling force that had a great deal of disgust too on

my part. Everything about him even the sight of him

made me hate him. We all have that few people just

their sight can make our day go from good to worse;

well HE was the same for me.

I didn·t even bother to find out his name, as I didn·t findanything interesting in HIM in the first place. I decided

I·d just refer to him as HIM. Like taking his name was

some kind of taboo! Well he behaved so childish and

unmannered that I disliked HIM obviously, I am quite

mature and prefer playing around only when it·s the

right time and not anytime and every time. Well to mysurprise the day finally got over and I rushed back

home as I needed to sit in silence and contemplate over

the events of the day.

A few days went by and as an assignment we all were

asked to interview our classmates to know something

more about them, I was quite an introvert and didn·t

intend on doing this but in the end I just had to. I

couldn·t run away from HIM and had to learn about



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him as well, and I learned that his name was Neel

Sharma and a few of HIS likes and dislikes I jotted

down but during the conversation the one thing I kept

noticing were his eyes, he had beautiful I mean

beautiful green-brown eyes! One thing that fascinates

me the most is colored eyes! Well that was that and I

didn·t interact with him after that. I considered that to

be a sudden and short distraction that·s all.

As the days passed on HE just seemed to be a nuisance

in the class and created a lot of disturbance along with

his friends during the lectures. I don·t approve of this

behavior on anyone·s part; it is just as immature as this

level, at this age. He kept falling low in my sight but I

knew he didn·t care at all, as a matter of fact he also fellin the eyes of the teachers, but many students seemed

to like him and I failed to understand why? I did not

interact with him all through the semester even once

and considered of keeping it that way till the end of my

degree.

During our Diwali vacations for the first time ever I

spent time with him and with my friends over our

project. It was against all desires that I had to



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withstand his idiocracy. Well just for my friends I

started making an effort to jell-up with him so as to not

create too much friction and create chaos in the group.

By the end of the vacations and with the end of our

project I still felt repelled at the sight of him. The

beginning of the second semester brought a ray of hope

that I wouldn·t have to deal or put up with him

anymore, but I soon came to learn that my hopes had

gone down the drain. I started feeling lonely again; he

got close to all my friends and started conversing withthem more than I did. As usual I tried my best at

ignoring everything and HIM the most. I felt very

insecure and started acting weird around my friends.

I wanted to voice my feelings to them but I just thoughtthat would be selfish and ridiculous of me, I realized I

was behaving immature. Well as the days passed on

according to the syllabi we had an industrial visit

planned out by our college. I realized I·m going to be

stuck with people whom I don·t fancy for a week. It was

hard to digest but at the same time exciting as I would

also be with my friends! The day came soon that we had

to leave for our destination and with bags full of clothes

and excitement and with a sudden weird feeling of

freedom as we were leaving our parents and homes



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behind and venturing out to the UNKNOWN! Well

technically not unknown as once in our childhood we

had studied about the place we were about to visit.

My friends and I had decided that we would make the

most of this vacation that we were having! We all split

up and started getting acquainted with all the other

students. I unfortunately was stuck with HIM and his

friends. I enjoyed with the boys but I also felt weird as I

started witnessing a totally a different side of HIM. I

actually started having fun in his company.

We reached our destination and proceeded to our hotel

and I believed that our short time of friendship ended

with that. I was in for a lot of surprises were an

undeniable fact. My group and I had gone through sometension and differences and hence I started hanging out

with boys as my group consisted of girls. HE seemed to

be everywhere I went with the boys. I started feeling

odd, something I got confused about. I felt abandoned

by my girlfriends and so I started hanging out with the

boys even more than ever. In all of this I started getting

used to his presence, I couldn·t sit quietly in one place, I

started getting restless in his absence even if it were for

a couple of minutes. We would play this weird game of

exchanging identities and I kind of enjoyed it. I realized



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I wasn·t being myself. I was becoming like HIM! In a

day·s time we became inseparable? Strange but true!

We started behaving like a couple. Sitting together

while we travelled to our destinations, eating together,

joking and talking about all the possible things we

could think of!

I had even confessed to him what I felt about him before

the trip. He said he thought of me as a snob. I sure feltinsulted, but that was the way I portrayed myself. It all

seemed too good to be true; well I was quite the

Doubting Thomas! Kept doubting anything and

everything, good or bad that happened to me. Then

there came the bad phase of this perfect temporary life

of mine, we were heading back home. On our way backboth of us stuck together like a Siamese twin. Spend

each moment till we reached the train station and

departed. We kept in touch through messages but

somehow it just didn·t feel the same. As our college

started again there was something different in his

behavior. He had changed overnight. All of a sudden he

stopped talking to me, didn·t answer my calls, and

didn·t look me in the eye. I felt shattered and saw

myself getting into a shell. I started avoiding everybody

and even stopped attending lectures.



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We were celebrating Rose Day in college and to my

surprise HE brought me half a dozen red roses and

apologized for his behavior stating that he was mislead

by his friends and they started filling his ears with lies.

He said he had never taken any girl seriously until he

met me, with me he felt like there was some scope; he

felt challenged when he was with me and tried to be

perfect around me. He said that he never felt love until

he spend time with me and that his friends kept

misleading him all the time but he ignored it all and

continued being with them as he just wasn·t ready to

grow up then, he said he was ready to take

responsibility for himself and for me! He said he wanted

to be with me no matter what anyone said, he thought I

was the ONE and nothing else mattered and spending

his lifetime with me and growing old together with me

was his only wish now. He knelt down and asked me

prove to all that nothing is perfect and we as

individuals weren·t perfect, at least he thought he

wasn·t but I was perfect the way I was and I made him

perfect when with him. Suddenly he said to me, ´there

may be many flowers in a man's life, but there is only

one rose. And that rose is you! And I know you come

with thorns but dear who doesn·t?µ All this while I just



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kept looking at him with tears in my eyes I knelt down

myself and hugged him and cried out to him the words I

wanted to hear but he couldn·t say but expressed in the

most beautiful, dramatic way I had ever dreamt of

hearing« ´I LOVE YOU! You are the one I·ve truly

loved and will always love!µ And that day I realized I

finally got what I had always dreamed of, my own

Prince Charming not in a shiny armor yet my own fairy

tale were I played the princess in real life and not in my

dreams! What more could a girl wish for other than aguy who would love her for what she is and love her

more than herself or anybody could ever! I realized life

isn·t always fair in giving you exactly what you would

want but you sure do get what you rightfully deserve!

Doesn·t always mean something shinny, it could also be

rusty for all you care just as long as you realize thediamond hidden within!

my true love..short story cw

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