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The Rose Of My Life

He loved a girl whose name was given ROSE by his friends without even knowing her. He tried to meet her but in vain. At last, he surrendered to his fate and accepted arrange marriage.

As usual, it was Delhi’s Summer very hot and humid that evening when suddenly Akhil came into the room and shouted loud.

As I saw her she was the prettiest girl I have seen today!

In same High Pitch Voice, I said tell me something new.

No, It’s not like that she is very different from others. He exclaimed in over-excitement, I gave him just a cold smile.

Akhil and I both were friends from our childhood, studied together in school, and after 12th standard, we came to Delhi from the small town of UP to do engineering coaching. He was dynamic and smart, after classes he usually used to roam around and come back in the evening to tell the story of some or other girls. On contrary, I was the typical studious guy who wants to join top engineering college and give all my time to thick books.

studious boyBut it was something very different… an offshoot of ‘special’ feeling growing in me as Akhil kept talking, for one whole week, about the same girl, She is so cute yaar.. wow… he keeps on talking about her, which was not his nature.

One day in serious node he told me, Do you know Raj, she is like an angel.. no.no.. bird – the Dove, no.no.. flower… YES!!! BLOSSOM… she is ROSE, spreading sweet aroma where ever she goes.

Settle down, man..!! IS IT, But all the girls look either beautiful or more adorable when they are in 16..?, – I smiled back without realizing that Rose has already entered in my heart.

What is her name? – I asked.

Don’t know man!, we all just watch her when she comes out of Coaching classes…

Slowly I started loving to listen to a story about her and wait every day that in evening Akhil would say something about her. These listening and narrating go for a month.

That was Sunday evening when we went to Delhi Haat, as he stepped down from auto, he exclaimed – Raj, see ROSE.

I quickly get down from auto, but could only able to see the glimpse of her from the side; a slim girl with long black hair in white traditional Indian dress just sat in auto. And auto driver ran away like a bullet. First time I felt that an auto can also run so fast. But after that mesmerizing glimpse, I was very keen to see her.

beautiful girlNext day when I went with Akhil, with great expectation to see her face at least, but she did not come for coaching that day. Akhil teased me. I felt bad for that but was desperate to see her at least once.

Next whole week Akhil did not say any word about that girl, I asked Akhil – What happens to your ROSE, you are no more talking about her?

He replied – Don’t know where she left, we are no more seeing her in the coaching seems she changed or moved somewhere else.

Did you not try to find it out… where did she go? – I asked

Are you crazy? We have a lot of other ROSE to watch in DPS – He laughed.

I felt something broken inside me, might be because I realized I wouldn’t able to see her anymore. I asked Akhil Is that possible for you that you go and find her address and we can go and see her once?

He tried to convince me that there is no use of it, but knowing my nature he agreed and told me that he would try his best.

He could even sort of manage to do friendship with some of her friends but all the efforts went into vain. We get to hear that her father was transferred out of town and no one was in touch with her.

Eight long years passed. Life changed a lot for me, but still, when I used to see any pretty and innocent girl I always remember ROSE and remember all the stories by Akhil, I never believed that I can miss someone so much without seeing her once. Am I destined to meet her ever? Just thinking of her used to fill a lot of excitement in my heart… cupid with love arrow… the ringing of the musical bell… showering of red rose’s petals… heavenly signal…

Like a conventional Indian way my marriage got fixed, there was no feeling in my heart; it was vacant. No excitement… no love… no cupid with love arrow… no ringing of melodic chimes… no showering of red flower’s petals… only an exhausting standard life. It’s anything but a film yet reality. How about we acknowledge as it comes I just surrendered to my fate.

Woww…… we are getting prettiest sister-in-law, my cousins began teasing me – I gave them fake smile. My would-be, Arshita, was, in reality, the prettiest girl I had ever observed however I couldn’t feel magnificent flag yet, as I used to feel when I remembered nearness with my dream girl ROSE…

couple getting marriedOn the eve of our marriage, I was sitting on the stage, Arshita was stepping towards me with little advances encompassed by her sister and cousins and garlands in her hand, her face was blushing and she was looking down, I found her really pretty, just like a Bollywood bride same as a Bollywood lady of the hour.

All of a sudden from the behind Akhil who visited with his family from abroad for my marriage whispered – Oh my god… how did you find ROSE!!.

I looked at him, surprised expression and wide open eyes were telling the truth. I started getting the heavenly signals… cupid with love arrow… the ringing of musical bells… showering of red rose’s petals… At that time I felt so lucky for getting married to the girl whom I have just admired, never seen her.

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Monica

Monica is a moniker for our relationship expert. She's been working as a relationship counselor for over 10 years, and over time, has sharpened her personality. Unlike typical counselors, Monica is not afraid to use a harsher method to resolve certain issues that demand it. Even if she's a virtual entity now, she can still see into your soul.

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