An unsuccessful love story

There are quite a few love stories I have been a part of. All of them have been unsuccessful, due to various reasons. Not that I am sad about it. But, when I think about them, my mind goes back into the past and refuses to come back to the present. This story is about a girl who I had met just once, and had talked to her for more than 6 months over the phone.

It all started off with a wrong number. I tried dialing one of my friends, trying to remember his number that I hadn’t noted down. I was very proud of my sharp memory those days. Well, I do have a decent memory now as well. Anyway, let’s get back to the story. I dialed a number, and when I heard the voice at the other end, I didn’t know how to respond.

She shouted: Hello, Where are you? I have been waiting here for more than an hour now. And it’s going to rain.

My heart started pounding. I was young then, and the her voice was sweet enough to not make me hang up. I wished I could listen to her voice once more without her realizing that she was talking to the wrong guy. Rahul was probably her boyfriend. And perhaps they were madly, deeply in love with each other. “Which girl would wait for a man for more than 1 hour?”, I wondered. And then, I heard her sweet voice again.

This time, her voice was softer.

She said: Rahul? Hello.

I didn’t know what to say. I was too nervous. Too scared to even announce that I had dialed the wrong number. I didn’t want to speak, for the fear of being exposed. I didn’t want to speak for the fear of losing this one chance of speaking to this girl. I knew she would go away from my life anytime, very soon. With a heavy heart, I was waiting for that moment to come.

She said: Hello. Can you hear me?

Ah, her voice was so dreamy and musical, I just couldn’t let it go. This time, she asked a question which I could answer.

I said: Yes, I can hear you.

That was the moment when everything stopped. She paused for a moment, perhaps trying to match my discordant words with Rahul’s. It seemed like eternity.

She said: Who is this?

That ended our conversation. I hung up. Damn!! I tried to keep her thoughts out of my mind all that day. I tried very hard, but failed miserably. Later that day, I got a call from her. I introduced myself and explained her that I had called her by mistake. She didn’t seem to mind. She also introduced her. She also told that Rahul was her brother (Phew!!!). We talked for sometime and then she proposed that we could be phone friends. How could I have said “No”.

We called each other frequently, very frequently, almost everyday. We talked and talked, but we never talked about “Love”. But, I had already fell in love with her voice. We talked for around 6 months, came to know more about each other.

One day, she called me to tell that she was going to the US. I was sad. She said that we could keep in touch through e-mails. I agreed. We had also met once before she flew out of my reach. We exchanged a few mails after that. But gradually, the emails stopped. I wouldn’t blame her. I guess, we both got busy with our lives.

Last week, I was so happy and excited to see an email from her. She wrote to inform me that she was getting married soon. Now I hear that she is happily married. She also sent me a picture of herself and her husband.

I am now left wondering as to why she sent me that picture. Have I missed something?

33 thoughts on “An unsuccessful love story

  1. The pain of unrequited love. I know, it hurts so, so bad. πŸ™
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  2. ouch!!!
    and that is why they say that you gotta express your feeling when you have the chance…

    anyways koi nahi…wrong number's aur bhi lagenge, and maybe it will lead to the right girl the next time around πŸ˜€

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  3. This is the best you have written in quite some time…(you are getting a compliment from me…so should be right..haha πŸ˜› )..

    Saale, take a break from your busy life and write more often..

    kitni baar samjhaya tere ko..ki saale..kabhi kabhi chup rehna achhi baat nahi….

    I like the development of the post and it says everything without being long…I bet everyone….can relate to it…as life is nothing but a long list of missed opportunities…with hooks here and there..to keep us hanging πŸ™‚

  4. @Vidushi: Ye kahani ek satya ghatna pe adhaarit hai, jiska natya rupaantar kiya gaya hai. Iske kuch drushya appatti janak ho sakte hai.

    @Kunal: I am really taking a break. πŸ™‚ Now, I wouldn't miss anything.

  5. "I am now left wondering as to why she sent me that picture. Have I missed something?" Hardly anyone can say what a girl is thinking, and i have been in quite a few messes for thinking otherwise.

  6. May be she wanted to say something, but restrained from doing so. God knows. And No, I don;t think you missed anything, since you say you'd completely forgotten about the incident.
    Great writing style πŸ™‚

  7. May be to make you realize that even she had to fit someone else in the picture. not only u, i ges both of u missed something, something very essential; a thing called love.

  8. May be to make you realize that even she had to fit someone else in the picture. not only u, i ges both of u missed something, something very essential; a thing called love.

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