Swati's Pov

It's been 7 years, but I still remember his handsome face with striking features. Unable to take those memories out of my mind.

Minding my work, I have never shown any kind of interest in anyone. Because I like to be happy in my small circle of friends, whether it's in school, having Shikha, Mansi, Rahul, and Yash as my friends, or somewhere else.
Frankly speaking, I don't like people who are full of themselves, especially some girls who always think that they are some Princess........🙄🙄🤨... Princess, my foot....

You know, the best thing is my anger.

 Okayyy😑.... I know it's not good that I get angry at little things, but my anger is effective in dealing with the so-called beauty queens of my class.

Talking about Rahul and Yash, they became my friends when we were a part of the inter-school science exhibition in the 9th standard. We all represented our school. They both are nice cause they don't pretend to be what they are not, always giving their sincere opinion, and not to forget their funny banter. They never judged my introverted behavior and always helped me as a true friend. They never fail to make me laugh with their comic tactics.

My life took a U-Turn when we had a new intruder in our class........... Arsh.
It was really difficult to ignore him all that time, back in school, because he had that kind of personality that can pull everyone towards him like a magnet. No doubt....girls instantly became crazy for him, as if other good boys of our class didn't even exist...Rahul's popularity got affected by this.😂😂

I was so sure that his aura couldn't affect me, but I was wrong. My mind started to have his dreams from the day he came, and it only got worse when he helped me when I was injured.
To be honest, pain was nowhere to be felt when he was with me, holding my hands gently all the time.

I wanted to say thanks to him, but that was so difficult cause he was always surrounded by either his gang or girls from our class. And talking to him in front of the whole class was like getting unwanted attention. I hate being the center of attraction and don't want to be the hot topic of gossip in the class.
Once I was like so near to getting caught gazing at him. It was so difficult to bear his intense stare. Those sharp eyes still disturb my sleep at night.

I know that I will never be the girl whom a boy like him can ever fall in love with. But can't help but agree that the day he stepped into the class was the day he entered my heart.

And on the day of our farewell, when I got a glimpse of him, my breath got caught in my throat.
He was looking like a top model who just got featured in Men's Fashion magazine.

😜😜 I know thoda jyada ho gaya...but truth to be told...he was looking so charming...... So alluring..... I can't find words to describe....... Him.... Trust me.

I don't know the reason behind but for the first time, I noticed his gaze on me for a little longer, unlike other times. There was something reflecting in his unique and mesmerizing orbs that was unreadable.

He didn't avert his eyes, causing me to break eye contact cause I can't handle that intensity, which was present in his eyes that contain a deep pool of emotions.

Okay... Fine.😏... I have never experienced this till now...

Please don't tell anyone.... But I secretly took his pic with my phone. Obviously, he was posing so that his friends could take a pic.

You guys thought that he posed to me😳...in dreams buddies😞

I was so happy, talking to him was like experiencing foreign feelings that were deep inside my heart, about which I had never told anyone.
As a quiet person, I don't open up easily to anyone.

As much as I wanted to stop time but I was fully aware of the known fact that the day is going to end soon....

I was waiting for my dad at the school gate to pick me up, when I saw him coming in the same direction where I was standing, but before he could reach me, that witch came from God knows where, and dragged him towards her. I was furious, mentally cursed her in my mind, and decided to meet him one last time, but before I could proceed, my dad came, and I lost the last chance to meet him.

I guess god only planned this much time for both of us to be together.
I know I may not be getting the opportunity to say those magical words in real life, but still, every night in my dream, I confess my feelings to him that...i think

               ❤" I LOVE YOU ARSH "❤

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All these years, I kept my feelings as a secret in my heart and didn't share with anyone, even with my small sister, although I have a slight doubt as she knows something and that something is related to me.🤔🤔😧

After denying my parents to get married a million times and a lot of serious discussion,  my dad still invited one of his friends' families regarding my marriage proposal. I have neither met nor heard of this uncle and his family in these past years, I know most of my dad's friends and their families. I can't deny my parents anymore, I don't want them to take stress and make their health worse because of me. I love and care for my parents.

But how to make my heart understand,  which acts stubbornly to forget him. The more I try, the stronger the feelings develop, resulting in making me cry, and tears start to fall next second.

Maybe destiny has other plans.....
Remembering him, I can't help but feel sad.
Before anyone can see me, I should wipe my tears and make myself calm..
"Arsh.... I wish I could have told u my feelings that day.... "

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I planned to write the happy ending soon, but realised that I should show you Swati's pov as well.
So here it is...

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7 years, it's been 7  freaking years now. In all these years, I tried my best to know about her, to find her. Enquiring from my friends who were my classmates in school, scanning social networks, searching for any information, but I didn't get a single clue.

My mind has always been occupied by her thoughts. Many girls came into my life. But how can I provide them with the place where she already resides....And that place is.... MY HEART.

Okay, I agree that a smile automatically comes to my face when I talk about her.

My good scores in higher secondary helped me get admission to one of the good colleges. I completed my bachelor's and am prepared to crack the entrance exam for my master's. And because of my hard work, support and blessings of my parents and God, I scored well and further landed up getting a nice pay scale job in a prestigious organization. I am happy that I made my parents proud. I  managed to achieve everything that I dreamt off.

Except one.... And that you all know..😞😞

I thought that my crush on her would just fade away with this passing time, but that feeling just got stronger day by day. And I realized that I had fallen for her, the day I felt that urge to talk to her.
Every night, I used to look at her picture. Her face looked so simple yet beautiful, especially when the sun rays were falling on her face that day, enhancing the breathtaking charm of her features.
I never imagined, that I will go crazy like this for a girl who doesn't give a damn about what I feel.

Just a smile, a few exchanges of words, a few minutes of eye contact with her, and I am over the moon.
But what to do? She is not with me. And my parents are now adamant to find a girl for me...

Cause according to them, this is my correct age to get married. And if I decide to deny them, my mom simply taunts me by saying her same favorite dialogue like...." when you get married...at the age of 50"🙄🙄

I have tried making every excuse, but now I am trapped by their emotional blackmailing technique.
Over the past 3 years, I rejected every proposal.

No... No... Don't think that I am an arrogant or egoistic person, I rejected those proposals because the first girl that I met, requested me to deny marriage because she was in love with someone else and didn't dare to tell the same thing to her parents. So, I helped her and supported her by making her parents agree to their inter-caste marriage.
I think if 2 people love each other, then different caste or different traditions doesn't matter. Our country worship every culture and we should be proud of that. Love is the only thing which has the power to cross different boundaries and make new relations.

Okay.... Then the next proposal came. But the girl didn't want to get married, neither to me nor to anyone, cause she told me that she wanted to go abroad and continue to study further. And after that, 1 more proposal came, but that was through my buaji's (father's sister) 😲😲

now, when you hear Buaji's name, just run....because wherever she goes, she is a walking chaos.

 I knew the girl very well, she was the daughter of Buaji's friend, and belonged to a rich family. We were in same college when I was doing my master's and what I clearly remember is that she used to bully innocent freshers back in college and once the matter got so much worse when I came to know that a girl reported against her to the principal and she was about to get kicked out of the college but her rich dad's connections saved her. I very well know that she is a rich, spoiled daughter of a powerful man.

Please don't tell anyone😰😰 but to escape from her I told her that I am not interested in any women but my interest is more in men.

Hey..... Don't laugh.. 😩😩...........................

I repeat, I respect every person and their perspective and choices. But what else would I have done to escape from that harmful girl, cause when we first met, irrespective of the public place, she started giving me seductive looks and I was like hell shocked. So, I did this...

And now, my mom kept a new photo of I don't know which girl...

I am not interested in seeing the photo. I am just done with all this. So getting exhausted, I replied " Mom... Please, not again."

And I think I pulled the wrong string cause my mom became furious. She said angrily, " What do you want, Arsh....U want your parents to die before seeing our grandchildren.... Huhhh"

'grandchildren'..😨😨😳😱.. where does that come from....🤔🤔

 Anyway, I can't see my mum getting hurt, especially when I am the reason. So I took her both hands in mine and said "okayy... Fine mom.... I will come but please tell me.....that buaji didn't bring this marriage proposal... Right!!!" I stated with scared expression. And in return I got what I wanted to see.... My mom's heartwarming smile.

Chuckling a little, she said, " Don't worry, beta, she didn't bring any marriage proposal... The girl that we are going to meet today is the daughter of your dad's friend."

And I took a breath of relief and replied,  "Wait a minute..... Which friend?....."

In return, she replied, "You don't know them, dear... Now, no more questions and get ready..... Come on.... Quick"

And I said leisurely, " Okayy"

Maybe I am not destined to be with her.

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Here I am sitting on the couch with my mom and dad. This house is nice and beautiful. Irrespective of the fact that it is not as big as our home, this house has a very soothing environment.
Uncle and aunt are nice, I can see they have reunited with my parents after a very long time. Maybe that's why I didn't hear about them till now. My dad and uncle were childhood friends, and then our family moved to a different state. Years later, when my dad got a job posting here, at that time I changed my school as well, where I met Swati...see again, my mind goes to Swati and her thoughts. So yes, my dad got in touch with his friend, but I didn't meet them, but today I met Uncle and Aunty, and finally going to meet her daughter.

Mom was chatting with Aunty and the next moment aunty gets up and headed upstairs, I guess to fetch her daughter.
I was just sitting there, not having any curiosity to even raise my eyes to see the newcomer that is going to arrive.

One second.........I frowned to myself. Why the hell.. My heart is beating frantically.
My curiosity came back when I heard the clicking sound of anklets. And that's when I raised my eyes.......

 
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Can you also hear the clicking of her anklets🥰🥰
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