─ Relight Love

1.

Aryamann's Pov :

" wo meri manpasand kitaab ka
manpasand kissa hai "

Delhi feels like HER.

I smiled at the thought as I started to walk towards my college where I didn't only pursued my education but also the place which gave me the biggest blessing of my life, gave me the chance to be loved by her, made me the man I am today.

"we are honored to have you here, its our good fortune that you are alumni of our college. You made all of us proud and proved to be the best you always have been. " my professor boasted my ego a Lil too much as I stood with my head down clearly embarrassed by the whole admiration session which was being done by the people around me.

I gave him a wide smile as he patted my back with shine in his eyes which made the lil aryamann proud and lucky.

We moved towards the hall where I once sat waiting for my professors as I was about to start my college journey as an enthusiastic student who only aimed at grades and was a nerdy whom felt everything was marks and academics and how I turned into a boy who knew he didn't wanted a 9 to 5 job but an empire which tells his story. Life is truly surprising in its every step and that's exactly where its beauty lies.

As I completed the seminar, which went for almost 4 hours and spent on advising the students and answering the questions facing extreme nostalgia as i saw shine in all of their eyes to achieve their dreams. that's when I felt a tug at my shirt and I looked at my secretary who clearly was stressed about something.

" Sir we are late for the meeting, we need to hurry up else we will miss it. "

Oh how much I hate this men to ruin my moment and bring me to reality. Life is not a planned write up, I really needed this project but was it worth more than the feeling of having the chai at the same table which held some very special memories and I would sacrifice anything any day to live them just once more, just to be able to feel those days once again. Nostalgia sometimes heals our hearts in the most silent way and sometimes ends up breaking it too, still the love hate connection doesn't change. 

" aaree mann beta tum " the canteen kaka spoke as he recognized of course he would, he was an integral part of my college life, the first place I ever drank chai and have never stopped ever since, its an obsession to me and i now just can't function without it. The black coffee guy turned into a chai person for only one person who he had lost now it seems. 

" Nandini beti nahi aayi? " he asked his voice held so much surety that it hit my guts and made me lose my breaths as i went down the memory lane again hurting myself like i have been doing for past 5 years. its always a bittersweet feeling to remember old times when you don't hate the person but neither can cope up with the memories and the fact that you might never see or meet that person again. The inability slowly kills your heart but still ends up becoming the reason of keeping your heart alive. She was gone away like a fresh breathe of spring, a bittersweet ending we got. I couldn't let go her, she couldn't hold me. We knew we weren't made for each other. She accepted and I just manifested our love story. The fact that people still remember about us shows how madly and openly we were in love. The stars, the moon, the walls of this college witnessed our love story which was no less of a epic drama. 

" Merko laga tha tum dono shaadi m toh bulaoge laagta h kaka ko bhulgaye." he said laughing and didn't waited for my response as he began to talk to other college students. Shaadi, I still remember how she first time talked about us, our wedding here drinking this chai. 

As I sipped on the chai, as much as I love the chai here it wasn't extra-ordinary and all I realized was that maybe sometimes it's not the thing but the person who make every little thing worth living, the person was her. She made me the happy guy I was, a failed human to a Proud son to my parents she did it all.