That one sided love ( *True Story )

Tanvi……………. Tanvi Mathur Yes that was the name. Innocent Shamli used to laugh uniquely, it seemed as if flowers are falling, the lovely voice was very nice, it is said that when I was in class 10th... Tanvi had come to live in the neighborhood of our house. Tanvi's father and my father used to work in the same office, he used to visit our house a lot. Tanvi also studied in my school. It was interesting that she was also in my class and was in the same section. Tanvi and I used to go to school as a partner, we were also sitting on the same seat on the bus. Slowly we became good friends but they say that even a boy and a girl cannot be good friends, somewhere this was becoming true. I started getting attracted to Tanvi. There was no dirt anywhere in it, there was a clean and pure charm. I loved being with Tanvi. Reading with him, laughing at everything about him was a little sad, so it was as if a mountain of sorrow had broken on me. It was my responsibility to make him laugh. Gradually, our friendship in school was getting famous from some other turn.

If I used to face any problem or if I used to feel any pain, then he went to Tanvi. Being around Tanvi made me feel how easy my life is, with no fear of anything. That was the period of youth, I did not even understand why this happens.

Everything was going very well, one day Papa came home in the evening and told him that he has been transferred to Dehradun. I was happy because I loved going to new places and meeting new people, so it was swirling in my mind that I would go to a new place, go to a new school, have new friends, the evening passed but at night when I lay in bed Then there was a strange feeling and that feeling was to be separated from Tanvi. We were friends but still somewhere my attraction for him was more than a friend. I could not sleep that whole night, was very restless, woke up in the morning and told Papa that Papa can't stop his transfer, Papa said that no order is from above, I must go, we must go. I was very sad throughout the day, Tanvi asked me many times what happened, why be so sad, why are you so sad, I told her with great courage, but seeing her reaction, I felt that she was not sad. She said, "Oh wow, it's a good thing, if you go to a new place, you will find new friends."

I said " yes it is true but you will not get it " so she said

"So it doesn't matter, our father has a number, we will talk to each other from his phone." I expected Tanvi to be sad like me, but it didn't matter how it was because I was only her friend and she had become my love.

Well, finally the day also came when we had to leave that city and go to Dehradun. I had tears in my eyes We came to Dehradun, I found a new school, got new friends, slowly I had adapted myself to that environment. Sometimes Tanvi and I used to talk on the phone.

Slowly everyone got busy in their life, my and Tanvi's talk had also become negligible, we used to like each other's friends on Facebook, sometimes she used to like my photo, I used to like her photo...

After twelfth class, he went to Delhi to do engineering. I was busy in life, it had increased so much with the arrival of new people, everything had changed, Tanvi and I had forgotten each other slowly on Facebook too, but one day my mother got a call that Tanvi has got a job in the bank and If she is coming to stay in Delhi itself, then make arrangements for her stay.

The interesting thing was that I was also working in Delhi. Life took a turn and we met again. I was very happy because that old friend of mine was about to come closer to me again.

Finally, the day came when Tanvi came to Delhi, we had seen each other after a long time, remembered all the old things of childhood, I had found a busy one for her, I shifted her there and went quietly, now we meet sometimes from the wicket I used to take it, but in his eyes, I was still a friendship, as time passed, I was transferred to Bangalore.

A few days later, my mother and father came to visit me in Bangalore. On the same day, when I came back, Papa said to my mother, "Mathur Ji's call had come, I am looking for a boy for Tanvi, I am very upset, I was saying someone. It is better if you can find a home of identity."

Mother: Yes Tanvi girl is good, let's find some good boy.

I was listening to him silently, the truth was that my body was on fire after hearing this because I wanted to get married to Tanvi. I used to think about this thing many times that after getting married, Tanvi and I will sit alone and remember how we were in childhood, we will see the photos of our childhood, show our children, slowly the talk of marriage in the house started for me too. It had happened 1 day my mother's call came, she kept on taking care of me and suddenly said that even after hearing this the marriage has been fixed, I stood as Mercury for a while, I did not understand what happened, what did not happen Mother was speaking from there but I could not hear anything, I was thinking again and again that if I had spoken to Tanvi, maybe she would have been mine today.

I cried a lot that night, was very sad and slowly maybe I accepted this thing that God makes us ours only who is our own.......

Can't pennig now.........