The Seven Phases Of Marriage

18. Rollercoaster

2018

❤What's Love? Love is giving someone the power to destroy you but trusting them not to.

For me? Love is placing their happiness above mine unconditionally without much thought.❤

04.01.2018

Winter Vacation came to an end today, and I'm back at the hostel. I hate being here missing my parents. I wish I could go back and hug Amma tight.

I feel lonely and terrible... It would take a few days to adjust again.

10.01.2018

I was returning to my room from the mess after a class. A shiver ran down my spine as I came across a tall guy.

My breathing hitched as he turned around, facing me. He was similar to Santosh in looks. I can't seem to get rid of his thoughts.

My crush is getting intense. Really intense and challenging to deal with... Ugh! I also dreamt of holding his hand last night.

12.01.2018

It's Santosh's birthday on the 25th of this month.

I still remember Priyanka rushing into our room and announcing his birthday. I noted down the date on a chemistry assignment sheet. I don't precisely remember writing that number, but my mind is so sure about it.

13.01.2021

I was sitting in the lecture theater chatting with Vivaan, a friend, about random stuff.

He spoke to me about his new crush sitting right in front of us. I couldn't control myself anymore. The decision wasn't spontaneous, but some courage seeped through me at that moment. I spoke to Kavya about my insanity, and she suggested to converse, assuring it would fade off eventually.

How am I going to start a normal conversation?

What am I going to talk about?

Does he even remember me? Hope so. We spoke rarely, and I wouldn't be surprised if he forgot me.

Am I telling him about my crush? I don't know yet!

Many questions like how, what, when was thrown into the trash by my insane head, and I texted him on Facebook. I don't have his number, and my intelligent notes concluded he isn't active on social media.

I dropped a message without pondering much.

'Hey,

This is Avni. Wondering if I texted the wrong person? I'm pretty sure I am contacting the right one. I wanted to talk. Here's my number - 9*2***57** Text me sometime.'

I might sound stupid, dumb, messy, but I honestly don't care. Taking such naughty steps is my style.

My WhatsApp notified me of a message after half an hour. It's as if I received a minor electric shock during that 'Electrical Sciences' class at noon.

But, I was somewhere sure that it was not him. I studied that person way too much, and I bet he wouldn't respond. He talks less, meaning nothing more than necessary, and that guy never looks at a girl without a decent purpose.

The class and my surroundings are long forgotten. My hands itched to open the notification and check, but I was scared of disappointment.

'Hi' [Unknown Number, Received]