School days were the best days of my life. But like other kids I didn’t get the pleasure of experiencing my emotions to my friends or family. My name is Nandini and I am the eldest child of my family. Since I am the eldest, responsibilities always played hide and seek with me. I was meant for sacrificing my needs and I don’t regret that but definitely felt low at times. Apart from my family life, I had a fantastic school life – Fantastically Fantastic, if you know what I mean. I was a bold kid with pretty cool looks and good academic. I don’t like to brag about myself but since the Author had some kind of craze for me, so he wants to be true in his writing, well that’s what he says. So Why is the tittle saying Wrong Number? Let me make the Question easy for you. Actually it’s how my 1st Successful Love Story began. Are You excited to read? Here I start, the best Love Story of my Life.
It was the time of post class 10th examination, the 2 golden years. After my Class 10 examination I left my previous school and shifted to a new one, it was the time when I was going through a lot of emotional changes as I never wanted to leave that school but destiny had planned something else for me. I got some new friends, new environment and a new boyfriend. Yes, you read it right, a new one as the old one back at previous school got over long back due to some compatibility issues. Even with this guy lots of thing didn’t go well and being in a relationship was definitely not the right choice. So life was going pretty smooth when suddenly an incident took place. I never knew this incident could change my life forever but it did.
One fine day while was at home I got a call on my phone. The number was unknown to me and when I picked the phone the voice was unknown too. After some weird Q & A I kept the phone, it was a “Wrong Number”. That day I was completely messed up and was in deep stress due to some personal problems. I didn’t exactly remember from where did I got that thought but I thank myself for that. Later that night, I called that Wrong Number.
We started with some random talks but slowly the talk took some pace. In few days we became addicted to each other, we shared all our day to day activities and our past memories. Days went on and one day we decided to meet finally. When we met it was different, I mean there was a hidden shyness in both of us, a thought of our looks, I mean it doesn’t matter too much but still, human behavior I must say. So he was an average looking tall guy with simple and sweet behavior. His ways of impressing me was very sober and cute. We never knew how things went on and how we fell in love with each other. I guess Love was at its best form. He was a caring boy but his ways of expressing things were far different from any romantic boy of his age. He had a limited bunch of friends, but they were his life, and he could do anything for their happiness. I was an extrovert and used to talk a lot but he on the other side was the part of a completely different class of introvert. Being a Cancerian, mood swings were the part of my life and only a calm and composed Virgo like him could have handled me better. As the days passed, emotions took its course and we moved to different cities for our higher education but Love still found its way through calls and occasional meetups. I used to travel all the way from North India to South India just to spend some time with him as I really wanted to be with him.
Meanwhile not being a great fan of Literature, he wrote some beautiful lines for meRestless Restless Restless !!! I hav been walking on the lonely path thinking about you, I wish I could explain the pain I hav been through loving you is the best part, Can’t even do that as I m miles apart I am god’s unwanted children they don’t put on me their ray, but for Survival loving u is the only wayIt was completely an unexpected thing from his side but he really wrote these lines for me. I was stunned by this and finally got to see a romantic side of his. We shared a different connection, I guess a connection which can only be shaken, not broken.
As things became more complicated, we started having occasional fights like any other couple. The practical standards of life, the promises, the family responsibilities, etc. everything started showing up in our strong long term relationship. Finally, the talks became limited and during this time I was knocked by some different kind of Bollywood love. Love which happened in school with me, for me but not by me. I thought this new thing may be the Love I wanted, the love any girl has dreamt for, but I was wrong. The love for my Wrong Number was silent, not dead. After a year, everything became fine. I realized that sometimes the end result matters. Today we both are doing good in our life and giving our best shot for the success we dreamt for. I don’t know whether we will be married or will be together for lifetime but I definitely know that we Love each other and I would really love to see My Wrong Number standing next to me always.
Rahat once heard a girl saying – “If you keep doing what you are doing, you will keep getting what you are getting”
I hope One day even Someone will write my COMPLETE Love Story
RAHAT
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