When Love Takes Over

social networking sites play a major part for the beginning of relationships!

Elated that I was, I logged out of my mail box and fired up my facebook profile. There it was, as mentioned, a name that I wanted to read. There were some 20 pending requests and above them all I saw his name, Aarav. I accepted his request and the next second I had a message from him. From there our conversation bloomed.
We talked for 2 hours that day where I came to know that the information Pranav bhaiya had was correct. He inquired about how I had managed to dislocate my knee and after knowing the exact reason he had a great laugh over it as he had never heard of such things where dancing led to fractures.
We made it our routine to converse everyday and it was evident that both of us loved the others' company.
  One such day there was an msg which caught my eye. It was from Aarav and in some few sentences he had confessed about his feelings towards me. I was happy that he was honest with his feelings but I needed some time to think because I was scared for the consequences if my father came to know anything of this sort.
  He understood what I meant but since then there was an unsaid gap  that was evident from the way we exchanged our texts.
  Suddenly he jumped to a very indecent topic which I personally thought was inaccurate because we had never met in person. That was my saturation point and in that moment I had made up my mind. I still remember, it was my birthday and he had sent his wishes. I thanked him for those and the next moment I unfriended him. Yes! I did, and decided to never ever talk to him because we had nothing in common.
  Two years had passed and I was unable to get him out of my system.
All I wanted was to forget him. I even tried to move on until I realised that I couldn't use someone else to heal my own pain. I had two flings during my junior college. I was even betrayed real bad in my first fling. My second relationship didn't turn out to be great either. The guy u was dating was a depressed freak. He was completely obsessed with me but deep down I knew that it's just the pretty face he is attracted to and not the girl within. Until I realised that he was a complete psycho it turned out to be a bit late. I was never keen on letting anyone touch me so in a way I was safe and Monika had always been there for me to pull me out if I were in any of these situations.
After a month, the relationship felt like a complete burden and I knew I couldn't drag it any longer. I used to search for glimpses of Aarav in the guy I dated. Finally I realised that I couldn't jump into a new relationship just to erase my Aarav from my mind. That would be selfish and I refused to become a person who would hurt others and leave them destroyed while walking around like everything is okay. So, no matter how long it took me to get over Aarav, I knew I would do it without playing with anyone's emotions.
Meanwhile Aarav was continuously making attempts to talk to me. That year I was appearing for my ten plus two boards. And it was my birthday. I was talking to Pranav bhaiya over call. Standing in the balcony, suddenly I saw that Aarav was turning his laptop screen towards me. Strangely though, I really loved that gesture of his. He had wished me a happy birthday and there were balloons drawn around it. In another moment, I saw that his colleagues came out of the office and pasted a paper on the glass. I was ecstatic when I read it. He had just printed the paper with the wishes and that was pasted on his office window pane.
Pranav bhaiya was still on the line and I had been narrating everything the way it was to him. He suggested that I should thank him for his wishes with a text  before anyone else notices what he had done. But I interrupted my brother and exclaimed that he was turning the screen towards me again. I was stunned to read what was written. There were those three words I love you written in bold. I had a shit eating grin on my face and i was blushing. My brother chided me to get my shit together and to text him in the first case.
The line went dead and I logged into my account to message him. That moment felt bliss. And for the second time on my special day, the chapter that I had wanted to close, had reopened.