It wasn’t a dramatic scene or a grand gesture. There were no flowers, no crowd, no fairy tale background—just a simple, unexpected phone call that would shift the foundation of our friendship forever.
We were casually talking over the phone that evening, just like we often did. Suddenly, out of nowhere, Raman asked, “Bas imagine kar… agar main tujhe propose karun toh tera jawab kya hoga?”
Without giving it much thought, I laughed and responded, “No. I don’t have those kinds of feelings for you.”
There was a pause on his end. Then he asked, a little more serious this time, “Toh agar mere paas aise feelings hain toh? Will you accept them?”
I paused too. My heart skipped a beat, but I composed myself and said, “I have no control over your feelings… but I don’t want to be in any sort of relationship. I can’t trust anyone like that anymore. And I don’t want you to feel pity for me just because I’ve had a breakup. Please don’t propose out of sympathy.”
His voice turned soft but firm, “Sympathy? No way. I have no sympathy for you because I know you’re strong. You’ve never needed anyone to protect or carry you. But yes—I need you. Every moment of my life, I want you by my side.”
For the first time, I was speechless. His words struck a chord in my heart.
Still unsure, I asked, “Are you saying this because you want a girlfriend? Or do you see a future with me? Would you marry me?”
His reply came without hesitation: “I want to live my life with you. I can’t say anything more than that.”
That was the moment. My heart started beating differently, faster—happier. I was silent, but I knew something had shifted.
And he, always so attuned to my pauses, chuckled and said, “Ab bol bhi de… wo magical words jo main sunna chahta hoon.”
I didn’t say it then. Not in words. But my heart had already begun to whisper it. Love had quietly entered our lives, through imagination, honesty, and the courage to be vulnerable.
That was Raman—never forceful, never dramatic—but always real.
And that’s how our love story truly began.
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