“Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. It is not rude, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres. Love never fails.” —I Corinthians 13:4-8a (NIV)
True Love …. That’s what I thought it was. In fact, I still think so. But my love story is not the same as u see in Hindi movies produced under Rajshri Productions. It is totally different. You know why? ‘Coz…
It wasn’t love at first sight.
It wasn’t superhero worship.
It wasn’t friendship turned into love.
And no, it wasn’t celebrity love.
Neither was it planned nor was it an infatuation. It was addictive though. For me, it was true love. I knew it for some uncanny reason that it was perfectly right and that this was the way it was meant to be.
‘Coz it wasn’t Eros (passionate physical and emotional love based on aesthetic enjoyment) as it could never have possibly lasted for the past seven really long years, if it was to be so! Agape (selfless altruistic love)… Yes, agape it was!
It was spiritual. I mean, it had to be! I didn’t even know if he had the same feelings for me. I just loved him. I truly did. It might sound stupid to you but I can’t help it. I have tried many times, many different methods to forget him. In the beginning, I would promise myself not to think about him. Later on, took a sterner step and tried checking other guys out. It’s not like I do not have crushes. I do, but sooner or later I would find every other guy gay, stupid or married! Also I never felt the same for anyone else expect him. I thought I would forget him, the farther I went away from him. Well no, it, in turn, became stronger. I used to dream of him as my future husband.
He is far out of reach. He could never be mine. But like how every night we sleep waiting for the new sunrise, I still wait for that day where the slightest of possibilities could actually happen. I wish I had the courage to tell him all. Let it all out for once and only once.
He is one of the greatest musicians I have ever met. His voice is truly, heavenly magical. No, I’m not exaggerating. His long fingers on the piano are like clay in a potter’s hand. He knows exactly what he is doing. When he sings and plays his guitar simultaneously, he’s got my full attention which even my Professors could never manage to get. He has so much of music inside him and I know he deserves to be up there among all amazing musicians.
You must be wandering as to how it all began. Well, there is no exact date and time. It was gradual. We both were in the same music band. I, for always, had feelings for him. One day, he had touched my hand. At first, I thought it was an accident but he did it three times thereafter and I tried moving my hand away each time it happened. The more I tried forgetting him, the more he gave me signs as to there could be a possibility that he loves me. All my attempts to forget him had gone in vain. I think it is his simplicity and innocence that draws me to him every time I see him and memories of him that are stuck like magnets in my mind that makes me think of him even when he is a 1,000 miles away from me. His charm and humility were only secondary.
1 month back, he got married. I am not the villain in their love story though. I’m still not married and I don’t think I will be in the near future; for he was, is and will be my true soul mate forever. Are you wondering as to what kind of love this is?! Well, as I told you earlier, it is Agape (spiritual love). Love no matter what, as love doesn’t need reason…
Jus’ another Student 🙂
'Campus Writing' 
True to core!