The North-South Love Saga

Ye Dosti Hum Nahin Todenge

My friends were extremely upset with me, while Vardaan's friends were elated that he had finally found a girlfriend. They would tease him playfully, using my name as their ammunition. All they wanted to know was whether he was getting any action. Nevertheless, they were genuinely happy for him. Throughout our countless breakups, his best friend, Saksham, even advised him to let go of me, claiming that I wasn't worth all the drama. And he did let go. It was one of the most excruciating breakups I had ever experienced.

Even though we had broken up seemingly for the last and final time, I still found myself waiting for him at the library. I yearned for just one glimpse of him, desperate to speak to him, even if it was for the last time. My heart was plagued by heartbreak, and I simply had to talk to him.

I mustered up the courage to call him from a nearby telephone booth, keeping myself muted. Instantly, he recognized my voice and asked in a harsh tone, "What do you want?" I couldn't find the words to respond. Tears streamed down my cheeks, and my voice cracked under the weight of my emotions. I just didn't know what to say. His hurtful words shattered me, knowing that I had caused him a great deal of pain by breaking his heart. However, his situation was not as complicated as mine.

Finally, after gathering myself, I managed to utter, "I want to talk to you, just once. Can you meet me at the library?" He agreed, but his demeanor was as cold as ice. I attempted to explain my situation once again, but he remained unconvinced. It tore me apart to see him this way. That's when I told him, "I love you, but...there shouldn't be a 'but.'" His heart softened, and he responded, "I love you too. Trust me, we will navigate through this, we will make it." We finally reconciled, and this time, it felt permanent.

Following our reconciliation, things became incredibly rough. All my friends distanced themselves from me, believing that this boy I had met just a month ago had become more important to me than our three-year friendship. They had strictly warned me not to accept a gift from my boyfriend on Valentine's Day, fearing it would give him the wrong impression. Let me reiterate that for you, in case you missed it: "a Valentine's Day gift from my own boyfriend." Does that even make sense?

In their eyes, I was completely out of my mind for choosing him, and they were convinced that he was nothing more than a player using me. Using me for what? If we were both in a relationship, wouldn't I be using him too? I was exhausted by the constant back and forth. Eventually, I gave up**.

**After a few years, I reconciled with these friends, and we are still friends to this day. They expressed remorse for pushing me away during that time. They were simply looking out for my best interests, and I fully understand now. But you could say that love had temporarily blinded me!