Leave me alone.” She gave a curt reply when I asked her if I had made a mistake. She never behaved like that before; she had a good sense of fidelity. A calm pretty girl who always used to wear a smile on her face became different that day, someone very unusual. I apologised to her but she kept quiet; and she even she left without saying anything. I just kept on looking her receding.

I remember those days when we used to be together, when we used to love each other. I remember her pretty black eyes, her smile, her voice and her childish behaviour. I met her at a party. The moment when I saw her, I fell in love with her. She is so much more beautiful that anyone, can easily to fall in love with. She was dressed in a black sari and was talking with her friends. I just kept on looking at her that day. The day after the party, a friend of mine introduced me to her. I asked her name, and she asked mine too. Day by day we started meeting each other on different occasions, and we became close. After a year, I proposed to her. I was so scared that day, thinking about what would happen if I got rejected. But she accepted my proposal and that was the happiest day of my life.

But now those events have become a part of my memories and I just spend the whole day thinking about them. Now I miss those moments. Whenever she was with me, the world seemed so bright, peaceful and complete, but those days are gone, and now the world seems so dull, and everything seems different. Alas, we even stopped talking to each other; actually, she stopped talking to me.

I tried to call her many times and sent a lot of text messages, but she never responded after that day. I don’t know what my fault was. I even can’t understand how she can be so rude to me. How can she forget those days we spent together? How can she forget me?

Memories of those days haunt me. Many thoughts whirl around in my mind. I just can’t stop thinking about her.

But what sin had I committed? Even if I did, and whatever the incident was, that single incident changed me. I felt unhinged by that incident.

And now I am wallowing in my pain. I have forgotten all my other responsibilities. The only thing I think about is what my fault was. Why has she stopped responding to? Does she even love me anymore? Will she come back to me?

Months have passed by but nothing has changed. Neither We have not been in touch at all. Now I have become a wanderer—a wanderer searching for love, a wanderer whose friends are tears and her memories. I have had no choice but to become friends with pain and thirst, the pain of loneliness and the thirst of her love. I just wail and gnash my teeth. Every day when I wake up, I just pray to god to give me back my love, to give me back my happiness and if he can’t bless me with these things, then to give me the strength to withstand the pain—to give me the strength to forget her.

Tiwari is +2 graduate from GoldenGate Int’l College