Varun, an 18-year-old introvert steps into college to fulfill his dreams with the hope of finding himself and making new memories. But his whole life turns upside down when he meets her, she who makes him a completely different person, she who brings out the best in him, she who treats him like he deserves to be. But does she love him?
View MoreMy story begins on 23rd July 2018..on the first day of my college Manipal University Jaipur. I, Varun Kapoor, 18 years old have always been a shy person, someone who doesn't have much interest in interacting with new people, that too from different parts of the country. I've always asked myself-"Why should I even bother anyone with my nonsense conversations?". Basically, I am someone who tries not to pry in anyone's life or invade their personal space by disturbing them or should I say that I was foreign to the concept of a world consisting of a bunch of strangers because I have never been out of my comfort zone before. And since this was my first time in this new world, that hesitation was natural, I guess. To sum it up in layman's language- I was an introvert and I accept it.
I realized that suddenly I was in the big leagues now with no one to look after me, take care of me, or even guide me. I was all grown up and it was up to me to shape my future now. So I began my new journey of college. It was my first day. It all felt like a big movie set to me. The DOME, the campus, the architecture, the environment ...all of this felt very foreign to me because after all it was my first time, out from my hometown and that too all on my own, to make my parents proud and prove my place in this world. There was something in that campus and hostel, something so intriguing and something so comforting that even though it was a new place..even a new city, it made me feel like I belonged...it made me feel like home.
So, the first day into my first lecture, I was ready and prepared for this new phase of my life, the journey of the best four years of my life with a bunch of strangers who would eventually become some of the best friends I'll ever have. So, I entered the classroom, feeling nervous, emotional but mostly afraid of what I'd do if could not make any friends if no one likes me for who I am if no one trusts me, and above all wondering how the hell was I gonna get along with them. With all these thoughts swirling in my mind, I entered room number 030-2AB of section-I and kept on walking to the fourth row on the right side, taking the seat on the farthermost right corner, sitting all alone waiting for someone to arrive, to talk to me, to get to know me, and eventually be my friend. Me being an introvert, it was out of the question that I'd make a move to talk to anybody...let alone actually striking a whole ass conversation.
Finally, after contemplating for a long time I decided..that maybe...Just maybe I should introduce myself to this guy sitting on my left. With mustering up all the courage I had, I initiated a conversation with a guy named Manan who was shy too- I mean what are the odds, huh? He was slim and meek and was quite nice to talk to. At first, I thought I had made a new friend in college but who knew that was the start of something the exact opposite in my life, something that was preparing me for the first 6 months or as it is said, the first semester of my college life. Manan was the only one I talked to on my first day and looking around, the only question that captured my mind was, "How the hell am I going to adjust here?" But I shrugged it off thinking maybe I am just too overwhelmed by this place and will get used to it.
Seeing the whole environment of the class, I felt that there was something new...something different about this lot. Maybe it was the fact that I have never in my life been in a class of people coming from different parts of the country, with different personalities. As you grow up in a single town: you get to know people who have more or less the same lives, same experiences as yourself, but what I was seeing here, was very different from what I have seen my entire life. As I looked around the class I could make out what these people were experiencing...every face had a different story to tell: Some were too happy, some looked sad. Some were irritated, some were emotional, some with happy-go-lucky nature, and some just showing off. On the other side, I could see some who were calm and patient, many who were extroverts, and some bookworms too. Seeing this bunch, one could surely say that they were caught up in a crazy place, but I knew that in the long run, staying with them, sleeping in the same building as them, eating all three meals with them, studying, and even hanging out with them was surely gonna be amazing.
Snapping back into reality, I noticed that roll calls were being answered, I just sat back and observed each one of them, noticing how they reacted to their roll calls, eager to listen to every voice of that classroom. As a result, I learned almost all the names of my classmates, just thinking that a few of them would be my friends someday. On my first day, I only knew one person and that was Priyank Kumar, a light brown-skinned guy, who was 5.8 feet tall. This was because I was introduced to him a day before, by his roommate Aarush, a friend of mine from my hometown and yes, he was also in my college...But the Priyank I met the previous day was very different from what I saw in class. Yesterday he was a little shy, hesitant to get out of his comfort zone, but in class he was like a flying monkey jumping here and there, talking to each and everyone in the class. This behavior made me realize that for the very first time, I made an error in judging a person. I thought of him as more of a self-sufficient type rather than being an open book...being an extrovert. And let me tell you, in the coming days I failed many times to judge a person. I guess... the Varun here needed to be a little different from his past life and had to bring a change in his perception a little bit. I guess he needed a fresh mindset and a change in personality to adjust to this group of strangers.
The first day ended with me doubting myself and my personality, and I was pretty sure this was very normal for a guy who experienced this change for the very first time in his life. A few days went by in the same haze and pattern and with no new friends...emphasis on No. Now even Manan had made new friends which suddenly made me realize that I had no one to talk to...no one to share my experiences with. So, I finally decided that I had to make new friends, and then suddenly as if on cue, a guy from third-row asked for my maths copy. I remembered him, he was Kunwar Alekshendra Singh, the name's hard, right? Later on, he was just Alex for everyone, a guy from Lucknow, food lover or should I say... non-veg lover. He was the first actual friend I made in college. He was full of mischief: disturbing teachers and entertaining the whole class was his job, I guess. He was afraid of adventurous stuff - like sitting in the front seat of a speeding car or having a fight with someone, but he was good at heart, someone who would stand by you always. But whatever he was to others, to me he was a friend and a really good guy.
As a few more days passed I realized that I had made just a single friend in college and it was tough for me(laughing). Jumping back to the class from my thoughts, I saw that the professor was already nearing the end of the roll calls. I answered my roll call and had just started reading my book when I saw three new faces "Alizeh", "Ishani" and "Mrityunjay".Ignoring the last one, the first two were going to be two of my best friends that I've made in my entire life, and who knew these two were going to turn my life upside down, especially "Alizeh".I still remember her wearing a yellow top with white stripes in between, which made her look like a ray of sunshine. She was covered in a black Jagging with an old-looking wrist watch on her right hand. She was walking towards the professor with a nervous look on the face but when she said, "Sir, my name was not called! ",
her voice was filled with confidence and a little bit of...excitement, I guess. And that was the first time I heard her voice distinctively and yes, her voice was euphonious...the kind I had never heard before and I saw something different in her...something which I could not point out then. Nevertheless, the moment I saw their faces, I just knew that I had to be friends with both of them. They seemed really good. Good at interacting with new people almost instantly but most importantly they seemed to be really good people altogether and all I needed was good people in my life who would accept me for the way I was and who would understand me. Both of them really understood me eventually and that was the first time I met her, not exactly met her but saw her.So I guess, this was the beginning of something beautiful and something drastic at the same time. My whole life was about to take a 360-degree turn filled with lots of drama and I failed to predict it. And uh..oh that's where the situation got out of control.
It has been 18 months since I last saw her or even heard her voice. And yet, I still miss her. For whatever reason it is, I still love her just as much as I have always loved her. In my mind, every day passes by as if I should hate her more and more for whatever she did to me, but I don't hate her, and I don't think I ever could if I wanted to. I just hate all the hurt that she put me through, and I blame myself for letting her, yet my love for her never dies, and I guess this is what true love is.Even though I try to remember how she looked, her face, the dresses she wore, and her voice, I can only recall small bits and pieces. It seems I'm forgetting her, but I still remember all our happy moments despite all that has happened to us. I still remember everything about her, her smile, her endless laughs, her pretty face, her blushing, her relaxing expression after seeing me, her hugging me, her voice in the morning, her holding my hands and not letting me go, her friendship, her love
After the whole drunk texting incident, things were not really the same. I was embarrassed for what I did, and for that, I apologized to Alizeh many times that day. I know she wasn't going to talk to me but I wasn't going to force her either. She changed I guess, she changed a lot. From her behavior it was quite understood that she doesn't want to talk to me or even see my face, I guess maybe I started to irritate her or my presence made her feel disgusted. I still don't know what made her feel that way for me but I know for sure that I hadn't done anything which made her feel that way me. And for the drunk texting incident, she did the same with me when she was drunk so I guess we were both even now.The next morning after apologizing to her I told her "I am having a hangover. Do you know I vomited 15-16 times last night", and her reply was something I didn't expect. She said "WTF, Why do you drink so much if you can't handle it", she knew it was the first time I got drunk, she knew
The thing that just happened cracked me, it just broke me again, and this time I was done, I just didn't wanted to be used anymore, so I decided to put an end to what all has just been started. I knew that someday it was supposed to end because the way it started was not correct, it was really wrong on both of our parts and we need to be held responsible for everything that had happened. We needed to accept everything that happened and just move on and that was something I wasn't ready for, it's not that I never thought about it because I'd be lying if I said I hadn't, as I knew that it would happen and it just happened, and this time I cannot do anything about it, or should I say that things were really out of my hands this time, because from the starting everything has always been about her and I guess she played me well, and this was her checkmate.We continued our conversation, it was still night and I promised myself to end all of this, both of our friendship if need be, so we ta
I woke up to my cousin's call next morning, he was in Delhi too, so he asked me to hangout with him that day. Although I had plans with Sam but he was busy somewhere else, so I decided to hangout with my cousin. As soon as I took the shower and got ready to leave, Alizeh's message came, I guess she reached and Kabir was not with her at that time.Alizeh: "Hello"Alizeh: "I just sat in the car, and I am on my way home"Varun: "Good, reach home safely!"Alizeh: "What are you doing?"Varun: "Going to meet my cousin, will hangout with him today"Alizeh: "Oh nice, why isn't Sam coming?"Varun: "He said he was busy and I didn't ask him much. Take care and message me as soon as you reach home!" Alizeh: "Areyy, and yes obviously naa I will message"Alizeh: "By the way, how are you?"Varun: "Nice"Varun: "How are you?"Alizeh: "Are you sure?, you don't sound okay?"Actually I wasn't okay, I missed her but I just didn't wanted to show her that -Varun: "Why?"Alizeh: "I will call you when I re
With that and our trip began and we reached the railway station. We sat in the train, and relaxed for a bit as most of us felt sleepy, because obviously we haven't slept in the night, so we all rested on our berths, and before sleeping I messaged her - Varun: "And listen don't think about me much, just enjoy yourself!"And then I slept, I knew she was asleep and she had to go with Kabir and some of her friends to Jaipur for hanging out in the morning, so I thought I shouldn't disturb her by messaging her and I decided to let her sleep and I slept too. I woke up around 9.30am, and saw her messages were already there, I saw she relied to the messages I have sent her at around 8.30am -Alizeh: "You just shut up idiot, I don't want any bad trips as soon as I wake up!"Alizeh: "My head is just aching a lot!"She then continued to message me, another message dropped around 9.30am, but I was awake by then -Alizeh: "You are probably sleeping, so I will not text you a lot because I know you
Next morning while I fast asleep she kept messaging me and when I woke up she messaged again -Alizeh: "Wake up idiot!"Alizeh: "By the way I slept again at 7.20am, and woke up just now!"Varun: "Are you serious when you said "much more than anyone will maybe!""Alizeh: "Shh!"To her I know you do message I replied-Varun: "I love you very much idiot!"Alizeh: "I know gadhe!"Varun: "And you?"Alizeh: "Do you really want to know?"Varun: "Tell me I wanna know!"Alizeh: "I love you a lot like very much!"Varun: "Thank you so much Alizeh!"Alizeh: "Shh!"Then we talked about exam for some time, she even told me that she will help me to cover some topics which I was not confident about. After that she went and I started to study. In the evening we had to and see out STLD answer sheets, so she messaged me "Should we go?", and I replied "Yes", and then she messaged "Meet me at 4pm at gate, and don't reply now!", and then at 3.55pm she messaged again "Come at gate naa!", and I replied "I am
This chapter shows how life creates chaos in your life, no matter how hard you try to stay away from it, how hard you try to ignore it or run away from it, it all still comes to you and maybe hurts you much more than you can ever imagine. This chapter shows how things changed for me andAlizeh, how our relationship evolved, how we grew more fond of each other and loved each other. The love we had was not something you see in everyday life, it was pure, without any external pressure, it showed how two people cared for each other, how they respected each other so much that their love came out of that respect and not only that it shows how powerful that love can be to destroy or make up other person's life.The next morning it was the 2nd of December,the day of our Maths exam.I was all geared up and ready. I wanted to talk
The next morning started with her texts again -Alizeh:"What classes do we have today?"Varun:"No greetings today, direct questions about work, good going, I don't know which classes we have but I will go only DS"Alizeh:"Areyy I woke up just now and same!"Varun:"Okay, everything good na? How are you feeling now tell me?"Alizeh:"Yes I am good now!"Varun:"Are you sure? don't hide anything from me, we promised each other we will not stop sharing, we trust each other fully right?"
Going by the title, this chapter goes through a lot of worse before some good happens again in my life, maybe the worst phase of my life takes place here.Alizehignores me, and not only that she didn't accept it until the very end and that hurt me a lot becauseI am not someone who would keep on chasing someone even if they don't want me to, I am not that guy who would go against wishes of anyone, if someone doesn't want me to be around them they just need to say it and not create an atmosphere of tension around them. I am that person who if you want to ignore, you just have to tell me and I won't cross your path ever again, if you want to get away from me you just have to tell me and I will never disturb you again, but I just don't want somebody to behave with me in a way which makes both of our lives difficult to go ahead. I just don't want to get hurt by that person over and over again
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