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You never thought you were the kind of girl anyone would want to make his girlfriend. You saw couples being made and broken. You were there in those giggles, but always in the teasing; never the teased. You’d dreamt, dreamt a lot, all through your teens, you had a strong hope that they’d come true.

Even as the photographer kept turning for you as you walked out of the beach, you had made your mind, you were just blocking his view of the sea, until; he turned round about. Things just changed there on. You still had hope you will find love. From the handsome stud, turning thrice for you from his bike, at the traffic signal and saying something to his friend sitting behind him to turn back and look at you,  clutching your hand, as you are both in motion, putting that chit and gesturing to the stud, which, Of course had his name and number; to your first day in college; a big fight and a hand and a typical smile, ‘Friends?’….. you had thought, this just happens in movies!
Sneak peaks, little stares, teases galore, flirts and proposals, you look around to see if he’s still looking at you, from the corner of the classroom, that brushing of hands as you walk by, and the suddenness with which you turn.
From the immature gazes, quick simultaneous looks, even though you sit next to each other in your first gang journey, to hands slipping out of hands, till the last finger, unwilling to let go, realizing the depth of a relationship you have, when your soul touches the other, wishing to wipe off every bit of sadness.
Falling in love has its own charm, Of course, but being loved is a lovable feeling, we love to be loved! You meet guys, you move from flicks to depth, from superficial to real, deep, that’s felt.
You are close by in a train, in your very first journey, facing each other, in top bunks, and he’s looking at you. You discover friendship, a belongingness, an amazing sweetness as he gets up every hour at some pretext or the other to watch you sleeping. You look at him, he looks at you, eyes are caught, smiles and ‘Good night’. As dawn creeps in, you hold his hand, the heart beat, and you feel that bond….an amazing human to human bond…..the ‘apnapan’.
From the first “hii” when you were 16, the voice that said I love the ring of your laughter, being amused that he’d sneak in a conference hall to talk to you; to the number of times you cried, the pain , the suffering and it’s weird how you hear the same things again. But thank god, you grow up!
That longing gaze , misty wet eyes with which he watches you, standing as the train jerks to life, and kicks up speed, knowing not when he can see you next. You love to see yourself so beautiful like an angel through his eyes, no matter how bad you look that day. Moments as deep as this or as silly as times when you stand in the sun under umbrellas, wind breezing off your hair on your face, you see that sweet gaze as you stop laughing, and say “You, know what? This is one of those ‘MOMENTS’ that we are gonna remember, later on!”
The sudden mischievous dare, to pull you close to his heart when the dean waits just outside, to the way he kisses your forehead instead or when you simply rest your head on his shoulder peacefully and feel safe. You remember moments when in a busy silent evening, he suddenly buys an unexpected rose for you, the utter simplicity with which, he just looks into your eyes and says “There you go” .
It’s not about wishing someone on Valentine’s Day or celebrating the Valentine’s week, or buying expensive gifts, but more about being there. The chat “U ther?” and the reply “Always, there for you”; about hurrying, after the biggest fight you had, having an accident, hitting your knee and still running and being there in 15 min to see her for 5 min. It’s about rediscovering yourself, about valuing others and feeling valued.
Today’s moments become memories tomorrow, memories you cherish and wish to hold on close to your heart, sometimes you end up spending good moments, with maybe the not so good ones, but you learn and sometimes you feel a bond called friendship. Indeed, you don’t have to be in love, to feel love. 

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