From T to A in 16 Days

27-11-17

I was still confused about Anoushka's words at the end of the trip. Most of my free time yesterday had been spent pondering over the various possible meanings of her words. They had been in my thoughts for so long that I even started imagining the sentence in different tones. Sounds crazy right, thought so. All I could say was that my best friend had successfully managed to make me waste a good sunday. On top of that, she had been ignoring my texts of greetings and jokes. 

Later at night, I received Tisha's text wishing me a good night. It was a part of our little routine. Even if we didn't spent hours texting each other, we ensured to share greetings twice a day. Looking at the heart emojis included in the text, a sudden thought surfaced. If I loved Tisha like I claimed to, then why were Anoushka's words troubling me? Why was the possibility of her crushing on me meaning me restless? And why did I not utilize my free time to talk with Tisha or prepare for periodic, instead choosing to waste it by stretching a few words into a declaration of love. Replying to her with a plain wish, I decided to rest the topic for night. 

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Today had been pretty normal. I woke up late, so the many good morning wishes remained unread. Things at a school were like every monday, the only difference was the slight conversation regarding trip between those who didn't go to the resort and those who did. I ate the lunch a little faster than usual, with the aim of finding Anoushka and have a chat about what she said, during which I would totally try to act like I was genuinely confused, and had certainly not spent hours thinking what would happen if she told me that she loved me. However, I soon found that Anoushka had the ability to literally vanish when she was needed, which I obviously wasn't a great fan of.  

The evening were classes okay. I had explained the reason for the absence of a reply to her morning text with a good meme the moment I reached home, so things between me and Tisha were good. But as it was one of those days where teachers took no pity on us, we never got any time to talk. 

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Even if I never had the conversation with Anoushka, I realized ... or felt ... that my feelings for Tisha wasn't love. It had been just over two weeks, 16 days to be exact, into the relationship and I was beginning to somewhat want Anoushka to like me. Figuring out it would be easier if we broke up now and not when both of us (or only she) got more invested into it, I decided to break up, on text. 

"I want to tell you something." I initiated the chat.
"Me too." 

I waited for a minute. We both did. 

"You go first." A common text simultaneously from both sides. 

I waited another minute. Typing it out took another. The screen showed that she too was typing.

"I wanna break up with you." 
"I want to break up." 

Similar texts, mine was delivered first. She stood second by fractions of a second. The decision was mutual.

Ankur pov 

"You know you could just have called her. Most people aren't a fan of breaking up over text."
"Tisha knows how to show her disappointment in her voice, even if the words favour you. I would rather bear the dislike of a few than that."

I just shrugged my shoulders in response.