I found mine tell me yours!

It never felt like it would happen ever. I entered a new class of a new school as an outcast to an well rehearsed play to witness an adventurous journey of life . Amongst all new characters , enjoying life , playing and experiencing the age of attraction ; the teenage , I found a special character maybe not special then but a lot special now .

An interesting human being; a rimmed spectacle guy , introvert and shy was himself a peace among all the chaos that lead . Little shy smiles , small friendly talks were first things that made us get along. Nothing special did we had back then instead of warm greetings , waving to each other, oh! Of course some ‘whatsapp chats’. With no time did the school life of adventurous journey ended with some sadness and memories and with him was one group photo and a great feeling of friendship.

And now at the time of bidding away everyone and I thought I might not meet him again to experience some more paths in our friendship.

After months of graduating from our school , one find day I met this peace carrying human being amidst the crowd of our college canteen .

A sweet ‘Hi, how are you…?’ came from his side.

‘Hi , how are you?’, I replied

Nothing but the smile on his face had something mesmerising. Friendship grew more and so did the meeting. Every day during the last hours of my class the only thought I had was , “Is he waiting there for me?’ , “Will I meet him again?” Never did i thought of him waiting before but he did. He would stand near a pharmacy and seeing him I always smiled at my heart but he never knew.

The scroching heat of the sun, the heat waves were what we encountered together some days even the terrific rain. It was all special nothing romantic but overwhelming. This became our every day ritual .
Then one fine day came the pandemic and brought the phase of not meeting.

All packed in cages like animals ,we also our time together and we found ‘us’ again missed out .Things never overboarded but all i missed was the friendship and peace he gave.

Alas !with this two years passed by and I never knew how he was . I adjusted with the fact of never founding him again in life. I did not forget him as he was also lying in one corner of my heart whose door i never visited.

Those years later one chilly November evening of Shillong, I was reminded myself that today is his birthday and it sparked my heart with glee and I ran to my cell phone to wish him a very happy birthday. But the second thought I had was “Is he still using this number”, ” will he ever reply to me back”?

A chill line of nervousness ran through my spine and my blood as I texted him, “Happy birthday” .

The message showed the single black tick which made my heart numb of sadness with a thought that maybe the number was not the exact way to reach him. I kept my phone aside with despondence and a heavy heart.

Minutes later, my notification buzzed and I ran towards my phone and it was him that read ;”thank you so much ” . My silently danced in glee on founding back something i thought I had lost almost year ago. The birthday brought our bond back . We started talking again sharing ourselves like we never did before. But the sense of belongingness was same maybe a little more now . Those small talks now became the longest . From taking care of each other , to be each others back and laughing on each other’s bad jokes, we became best of friends.

Little did I know this old school introvert fellow to whom I hardly spoke in school would be my habit of life and my own Prince charming. He did not arrive in a white horse with bunch of flowers but he did arrive bunch of happiness and peace .

The bond grew stronger and stronger , days and nights had everything and us revolving in each other’s orbit. And I found loved, it was like a discovery; my self found discovery . With moon sparking bright on a chilly december heavenly night he whispered to me the magical words of my life ; “I love you”
My wings were set free to fly in the sky of love with roses all around. My dream of being loved was now fulfilled. I was owned by the purest of souls alive. It all felt like a dream but it was real.

I found my prince charming in the middle of this chaotic world of hatred and enmity. With laughter, joy, anger and fighting we made our ways as we walk together in love and faith.

Every story in itself is a masterpiece whether with climax , drama , hatred or with simplicity , love and the fear of losing but winning over again .

Deboleena Bhattacharjee