"Hmmm, Thanks" that was the reply from him. I felt pissed off. He could have been more polite or atleast could have sugar coated the words. After all I was so obsessed with him. Even after his lame reply, I continued to send messages to impress him.
"Good morning dude, had your breakfast", I sent him. "Hmm, S" was the reply. Seeing this I hardly swallowed. Most of us would have experienced this, a pain intolerable to heart gets reflected at the neck. I felt a crushing pain at the neck region and had difficulty in swallowing.
I further continued my text "How is your vacation going, what plans for joining universities". "Am taking up civil engineering, my dream" he said. I conveyed my hearty wishes to him and prayed God that he should be successful.
"Aren't you going to take up medicine", he texted me back. "A bit confused between medicine and dentistry", I replied. I was actually not bit confused, but very much confused. When you like two sides of a coin and don't know which to take up, this confusion happens. I wanted to be a doctor, but also started liking dentistry (super imposed by the thoughts of our family dentist).
I felt I can sort out my career. But however I wanted to sort out my relationship as soon as possible. Love is magical, but the most painful thing is to get the love of our life. Thinking about this, I continued to text him. "Do you know, my friends shout your name whenever I cross the classroom", I sent him.
He saw the message immediately, but din't reply back. A minute passed by. Then he started typing. "Oh I see, but my friends used to shout Tejiko's name when I cross", he replied.
I knew there was something between them. I knew he is trying to tell me something through this text. Sometimes what your brain takes, your heart doesn't. My brain started taking that text seriously. It started to tell me, he is not for me any more. It started making numerous, different and quite logical reasons for me to avoid him.
My heart said, "Confirm it, you might have a chance". Between my heart and brain, I became a victim. "May be, he was not meant to be in my life", I thought. But that 17 year old girl continued to text him, wishing for a ray of hope.
"Oh, how funny to call out names.... Haha", I texted him. "Hmmmm" he replied. Grabbing my waves I managed to send an inquiry text. "Can I have your mobile number, so that we can stay in touch" that was the last text I sent him, before logging out of facebook.
The hardest part in life, is to let someone go. But to let them go, without even letting them know your love - would kill you. Instead of guilt taking you up, it's better to give a last try.
And this was my last try.
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With Love
AuthorTK