Thank you for the immense support you all have given me for all my previous posts . It means a lot…..And I’m really really sorry for the delay in publishing this part as I was held up with some work. So, moving on to the most awaited moments of the story. Here we go, My first dance partner part-4.

As I said in my previous post, we both were really good together…. From sharing our lunch to writing each other’s notes. We were a pair made in heaven. Now I understood that, True love doesn’t happen right away, it’s an ever-growing process. It was all good. Dancing together, smiling at each other for no reason, admiring her beauty and forgetting my work… everything… everything was fun. And then came the most dreadful day of my life.. December 15. As usual I reached the classroom early and was waiting for her to come. This day the wait was a bit longer. I got excited everytime someone passed by the door, but it would end up in disappointment as it wasn’t her. I didn’t know why, but I had all the unwanted thoughts that time. My eyes were filled with tears and I was almost about to cry…I never knew I loved her soo much.. It’s not that I loved waiting…but it’s just that I love the person whom I was waiting for. And then there she came running, after the school bell ..she was late and traffic was the reason. But that day, I couldn’t see that cute smile of hers , she was sad.. she didn’t look at me. She walked straight to the teacher and handed over a letter. And she went back to her place and settled down. I was looking at her like the most pious devotee who wanted a glimpse of the most powerful God. I wanted her to look at me. After a lot of tries, she understood that I was trying to grab her attention. So she turned towards me, but for the first time..her eyes were filled with tears.. and she was almost about to cry. As the bell rang ,I ran towards her , exactly like the pious devotee. As I reached her, she said , “Vinny, please don’t ask me anything , just listen to what I say.” I was a bit tensed and as usual..I nodded . She said”My dad has been transferred to Dehradun, and they have asked my dad to report as soon as possible. I’ve got admission in a kendriya vidyalaya there, so we’ll be leaving day after. ” My face turned pale as I heard this “you are not just a friend to me but a lot more. I know your feelings for me and being honest I have the same feelings for you ,might be a little less intense, but still I love you..I will miss you.” She left by saying this. I had no words to say. I just stood there, totally shocked. I didn’t know how to react. The beauty just vanished. Nothing remained the same, the class was not the same . Now, when I danced with my new partner I never had the pride of holding my loved one’s hand…it wasn’t the same. I felt like I had ordered for a beautiful dream but was delivered a nightmare. I was missing her really bad that I ended up falling sick frequently. Without her I was like that idiot who doesn’t get the point. Our souls were connected, it was difficult for us to leave. Everything was over. I felt like I was left in an empty room in a lonely place. I had no life left in me. It took me a lot of days to overcome the thought of she not being there. After a lot of effort , I overcame the thought of her non-existence.. . Everything was back to normal.. I just felt like I got up from a nightmare. Everything was settled.

After 6 years…

Now, I was in 10th standard.. the time had passed.. Priya was just a dream now. In this gap of 6 years …I was into soo many relationships and had been through equal number of breakups. Every time I got through a breakup I felt like I had got through a stupid person… My friends had Changed.. style of talking had changed… My level of speech had evolved from ‘Da’ ‘dude’ ‘macha’ maga’ to ‘Bro’. It was 10th and hence.. all my thoughts was to pass my SSLC with good grades. I had got many names by the time I reached 10th..you would understand these names if you were too, like me, an average student…. This time being the senior most students in the school , we, as in whole if 10th , planned to dedicate a dance as it was our last year in the school. This reminded me of Priya..but by now I had learnt how to ignore the thought of her. I missed her ….but I didn’t miss her like I did before.. Everyday I was trying to be a better human. And fortunately, I was turning out to be a better human being. We were done with the dance and now it was study time.. all of us studied day and night…wrote our preparatory exams and all of us were ready to face our SSLC exams. It was the night of our graduation (10th STD graduation ceremony) , lots of photos were taken with all my teachers, with everyone who taught me from 1st to 10th, With all my friends, family etc .. and Everything went up on Facebook with all those fancy captions. As I was scrolling down the feeds on Facebook, I found something unusual in my notifications…as I clicked on it..the content of the notification just shocked me and left me speechless. A message from a very familiar name… It said “ hi Vinny, hope you remember me…it’s me Priya. How are you?! How’s family?. ” I was surprised.. I didn’t know what to reply. I was Wonderstruck.. omg…. Priya… she’s back….but now ..I didn’t want to lose focus from my studies..so I didn’t reply…I was excited yet patient. My mind was filled with her thoughts as I was writing my exams. The day I finished my last exam.. I ran to my house… throwing all my books….. switched on the laptop and sat in front of it, logging into Facebook. I texted “hi”.. no reply…I waited … Me losing out on my patience, texted her again” hi, hope you remember me, I’m VINNY.. your dance partner in school” I didn’t get a reply.. I didn’t text her again as I didn’t want to sound desperate…I sat there admiring her photos in her profile and thinking of all the childhood memories we had… I didn’t know what was God’s plan now. Why was she back.. ?? What was it that she wanted to tell me…? At that moment I realised that, it’s hard being left behind, it’s always hard ..to be the one who stays and waits…

Now again, this time I waited there… For her to come back. My Priya…when will you be back……I waited there again like a kid who wanted it’s Christmas gift…but this time like a kid who would never leave without the gift…..

( The next and final part of this blog post will be out this Thursday.. keep predicting her reply… Love you all❤️❤️❤️)

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