"It was probably our last day together. Last day of our relationship. Yes we loved each other, maybe a lot, maybe too much to love anybody else, too much to forget each other and too much let go. We couldn't unlove. I had no idea how I would tell him about all.. How I would just walk up and break his heart and leave him. I didn't want to. I swear I didn't, bit I had to. I wad in circumstances which made me go against my will and like...
I called him and tried to sound as normal as I could but deep down I knew I couldn't bare it anymore. We decided to meet up at our favourite place in the city, the sea side. To my amusement I found him to be just as hesitant and unconformable as me. Wait. What's this?!
'Y/N, you-you wanted to talk right? Wanted to discuss something important?'
And I let out. I told him how we could go further and this was the end because my parents had arranged and fixed my marraige with some one already and they couldn't break the promise. There was no way out and it was the end. I loved him, I still did and I still may.. But the things happening around were out of my control and I hated it. But what amused me the most was his words. He said that he too was in the same situation and had finally got the guts to spill it up the same day. So basically both of us were doomed in the same situation and there was no way out for us. There we stood with tears in our eyes as we bade the final good bye.
I rushed home and the first thing I did was lock myself up in the bathroom and cry, cry over my miserable life and my doomed luck. Tomorrow was the day the guy my parents had fixed my marraige with was going to arrive, with his parents. I had to say a yes. Actually no. I wasn't supposed to day anything. It wasn't a choice it was mandatory. Mom had said he's a good gentle man and we knew their family for ages. It was both of our grand father's wish to get is married but we were too young back then and it was illegal. But now... The promise had to be kept,they said.
Finally the day arrived. I had no urge to get up and get ready to meet them. I just wish I could flee with Virat. I wish. But I couldn't do that- I wouldn't that. Ever. I loved my parents and so did he. I didn't call him the last night, neither did I chat with him like I usually used to. I wanted to but what would I say? Sorry for breaking your heart. Sorry that I am marrying someone else. Sorry for all of this!?
I didn't wanted him to remember me anymore, I wanted him to be happy with whom he was going to get married to and maybe I wanted him to forget me. Though I doubted whether I would ever get over him in my lifetime.
I got up unwillingly and got ready. I couldn't do anything right? So why let down my parents? stop being stubborn and just get out and meet the people waiting outside for me.
I went out and I was taken aback by the sight of the guy standing in front of my eyes in white shirt and black jeans! Wait am I dreaming! I twinkled my eyes as I just couldn't realise that it was reality. No I wasn't dreaming. It was Virat Kohli standing in front of me, the same Virat I loved, the same who loved me, the same I bade the final good bye to and the same whom I was trying hard to get over. It was him. Yes. It. Was. Both of us were equally startled. But it was reality. Our families had arranged our marriage long back and look at our destiny- we met each other and fell in love totally unacknowledged of our already written fates!" You told your 10 year old
"And then?" He asked cutely
"And then your Dad and Momma got married!" You smiled his cuteness
"So was it arranged marraige or love marraige?" He asked again looking confused
"Ummm-"
"Arranged love marraige" said Virat entering the bedroom
You looked back and grinned at his smart reply
"Wow Dad! Even I want one like that" exclaimed Vansh jumping up and down on the bed
"You want one too!" Virat exclaimed picking him up in his arms
"Hahhaha" you laughed and went and kissed Vansh's chubby cheeks
Virat hugged you still holding him up and rubbed his nose against yours and both of you laughed.
Your perfect happy Kohli family. It was all you wanted.
Note: Yaaaaa my plaster got off! Who doesn't want such a family? Vote and comment.
