It's all about Her

Lost in the Argument...

Indore marked the beginning of a new chapter, a chapter filled with struggles, challenges, and uncertainties. 

But somehow, amidst all the chaos, I held on to the hope that we could make it through. 

No matter how tough the journey became, having you by my side—even for brief moments—made it all a little more bearable.

We joined PACE, one of the best coaching institutes for CA preparation, after moving to Indore. 

As we stepped into that new environment, reality hit us hard. 

We realized how fierce the competition was and how demanding the CA path could be. 

I knew this journey would test us in unimaginable ways, but sitting side to you in those classrooms made it seem like everything would be okay.

Honestly, it felt like a dream. 

I had prayed for moments like these all through school, hoping that one day I could sit next to you. 

And finally, it was happening. 

I thought fate was on my side, answering all the prayers I whispered quietly, waiting for a moment that always seemed out of reach back then.

But then, something unexpected happened—something I didn’t plan for. 

One day, I saw someone new in a lecture. 

She carried an air of charm and uniqueness that caught my attention instantly. 

She was different, with something special. 

I won't lie: for a brief moment, I felt drawn toward her. 

But the funny part is, I told you and our gem about her, not because I wanted to share my attraction but because I wanted to see your reaction. 

I wanted to know if you’d feel jealous, just a little, the way I secretly hoped you would.

That moment of happiness, however, didn’t last long. 

Soon, something happened that shattered the bond between us. 

An argument—one that I can’t even fully explain—changed everything. 

We both know what it was about. 

I know it was my fault, or maybe not, but I never apologized. 

And the reason I didn’t? Well, it wasn’t just the argument that hurt—it was who you defended during it.

It was over someone you liked. 

You stood up for him, defending him against what I thought was just a silly joke. 

And that was when my pride—my fragile male ego—came between us.

You see, I’ve always believed that 

“There is no self-respect in love for men.” 

I was ready to beg for your love if that’s what it took. 

But that love, in my heart, was supposed to belong to just the two of us, not shared with anyone else. 

And in that moment, he was standing between us.

So I never apologized. 

Not because I didn’t care, but because if you were happier with him, then you deserved that happiness, even if it wasn’t with me. 

You deserved to be with someone who made you smile, even if I knew that it will never last long. 

It didn’t matter what I thought of him, because I knew if I said anything, it would only seem like I was trying to turn you against him.

I regret nothing about that fight, except one thing: 

I made you cry that day. 

I know I hurt you, and that’s the one thing I wish I could take back. 

You walked away from that place with tears in your eyes, and I stood there, frozen. 

I knew how much this bond mattered to you. 

I knew that even if you only saw me as a friend, you cared for me deeply. 

And yet, I let my pride stop me from reaching out to you.

That day, I should have run after you. 

I should have hugged you tight and told you that nothing mattered more than you, not my pride, not the argument, not him. 

But I didn’t. 

And that is a moment I will always carry with me, a moment I wish I could change.

"You are too innocent to have, too precious to lose."

You deserved someone who would care for you like a princess. 

And I wanted to be that person for you. 

I was ready to lose every ounce of self-respect for you, but not with him standing between us. 

And that was where everything broke.

And just like that, what we had began to slip away, one moment at a time.

And that's all I have lost in that Argument...