It is a
truth universally accepted that love is one of the most enchanting and
encompassing emotions known to humanity. It is the most powerful and humbling
emotion at the same time. But sadly, unrequited love is the worst sort of
poison. The love if not returned starts devouring the very soul that had allowed
the fire of love to kindle within it.
That was the
dread that was plaguing me from the moment I realized that I was in love with
my best friend Aryan. Now I lived every moment in the fear that I would lose my
best friend if I proposed to him. What would happen if he stopped talking to me
after I confess my love? Would he never talk to me again?
But circumstances
suddenly changed. Days before a new girl, Riya joined office and she bowled
over all men with her beauty. And to my horror, she was throwing herself at my
man in particular. How disgusting! Luckily, Aryan was ignoring her advances. I
saw him rolling his eyes and nodding in disgust when she moved away. Thank God,
he was not as mule-headed like the other men in office. Though he showed enough
signs that he liked me, he had not told me so in words. And I didn’t want to
wait. I couldn’t afford to do that.
Valentine’s
day was approaching and I decided to be bold enough and propose to him. After browsing for innovative was to propose, I found a website http://cupidgames.closeup.in/ where there were couples proposing in innovative ways. With the help of my few trusted colleagues, I devised
a plan.
The first
was a message, informing him that his valentine waited for him at his office.
It was delivered by the driver of our office cab who did not know who was the
messenger. The message said that I was dressed in red. As my plan had involved
all my lady colleagues except Ria, all were dressed in Red. I was amused seeing
the frown on Aryan’s face when he saw all women dressed in red. When he looked
at me, a certain warmth appeared in his eyes. Or was it just my imagination?
The second
message was an email from a newly created email id by me, which gave hints as
to who his valentine was with a clear description of my features and likes.
Priya , the girl who occupied the cabin next to mine told me he was looking in
my direction. My heart began to thud hard.
The third
and final message was a large bouquet of red roses, which held a card with a love
poem by Pablo Neruda. Letters written in red formed my name.
Immediately
after reading it, Aryan stood up, his face was red with rage and I feared I
would die when he began walking with that same furious expression towards me.
My heart threatened to run out of my body.
Once near,
his expression suddenly changed, he winked and laughed heartily seeing the fear
in my face. Did I say he had a grin that was capable of killing me? I began to
tremble with happiness, when he sank on one knee in front of me.
“Darling,
you just told me the things that I was yearning to hear, the words that gave a
meaning to my life. I love you the way the waves love the land, the moon love
the sky and the sun loves earth. I want to be near you forever. Will you be my
forever Valentine, Will you be my wife Isha?” said he, slowly pulling out a sparkling
ring from his pocket.
When I said yes
and he slipped the ring on my fingers, the whole office thundered with applause.
Tears of happiness welled in my eyes when he slowly gathered me in a hug.
It was the
best Valentine Day ever.
This post is written for Indi Happy hours in association with http://cupidgames.closeup.in/.
It's such a lovely romantic story like the old days. There are certain love stories that never wane away with time:)
ReplyDeleteGlad you liked it Vishal Bheeroo. :)
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