This is the story about a girl named Sara. Sara is just an imaginary character and her imaginary story. And any resemblance in this story to any person and any persons life, living or dead is purly co-incidental. So now Sara tells us her story.
This happened two years back. I was 16 years old, just entered my college. I noticed, everything is a show, the girls want to impress guys, and guys want to impress girls. Everyone try to wear good clothes try to show how cool they are, be in a “cool” group, and have the best girl of the college. There was this girl, Natalie, a BIG show off, she had come from Delhi, and was throwing her attitude around. Well later I found out she was one of the wierdest characters in her school back in Delhi, and hardly anyone spoke to her. Anyway, that was my first day in college, did not have any friend, I was the only one who made it there from my school. I noticed everyone were trying their best to impress Natalie, and she was taking advantage of it. Later after a lonely one week, made some friend’s, one of them being Saurav. Saurav was a very nice person, hardworking, career-oriented, simple, smart and most of all very mature. I really liked him, and he always helped me whenever I had any problem, whether it was with family, or friends or studies. He was brilliant in both sports and acedemics. He even won the table tennis competition when he represented Bombay.
Since most of the people in my college were fake, wearing a mask, trying to fool others, I did not personally like any of them. So made only one close friend that time, Saurav. We had become really close friends.
One day, it was raining very heavily. So the so-called lifelines of Mumbai, the locals stopped working. Saurav and I could not go home. Then we decided to go back to college. But then there was a lot of traffic, and even the roads were flooded. Then we tried to make our way back to college. So at that time, we had to pass a lonely area. I was a bit scared. It was lonely and 8pm at night. Saurav then held my hand. I felt comfortabe with him. We were tired, then sat down on the side under a tree. Both of us totally drenched. He took me in his arms, and I felt the warmth. I felt as if I have known him forever. The comfort that I felt just being with him. The time that I enjoyed which I spent with him. In his happiness I would see mine, and in his eyes I would see the truth. Then he whispers those words, which my heart was longing to hear. Those three words, which changes everyones life. I was glad. I told him to repeat, because I couldn’t believe myself. My ears were longing to listen to those words all again. With gladness in my heart, I replied, “Yes, I Do.” And at that moment, I do not know what happened to both of us. Those three words, brought us very close to each other. I could feel something inside me, bringing us very close together. I could feel the love between us. I could feel love flowing between us. We could not control our feelings. That night, something happened that changed my life forever. We then looked at each other, I had tears in my eyes and his arms round me, to protect me from every danger. I felt as if I have found HIM. We then made our way back to college and reached at 9. I could not sleep that night and believe what had happened. My eyes were filled with tears, tears of joy and happiness.
But, I did something, for which I cannot be forgiven. Well it was a wonderful experience then. Two days later, Saurav leaves me, and tells me it’s better for both of us. Then my friend’s tell my Natalie proposed to him, so he left me, and now he is happy with her. At that time, I realised how this person spoiled my life. I realised how cruel life could be, and especially this boy. I got a punishment for falling in love. It was so beautiful being with him. Those same lovely moments had then become nightmares. The dreams that I dreamt of being with him, was like poison I sowed once upon a time, and experiencing its effects now. I have to live with that deep sunken feeling of that night, that wonderful night (at that moment) I had with him. Now how could I trust any guy. How can I live happily with any person after this. How will I tell my husband about my past and especially that one night, when I was used and thrown. I now feel like a slut, that same past keeps haunting me everyday. I get scared to look at myself in the mirror. Every night my soul cries, that one night that changed my life, and left me Broken Hearted…..
I remember the lyrics of the song by Lee Ann Womack… Why they call it falling….
It’s like jumpin
It’s like leapin
It’s like walkin on the ceilin
It’s like floatin
It’s like flyin through the air
It’s like soarin
It’s like glidin
It’s a rocket ship you’re ridin
It’s a feelin that can take you anywhere
So why they call it fallin
Why they call it fallin
Why they call it fallin
I don’t know (Chorus)
There was passion
There was laughter
The first mornin after
I just couldn’t get my feet to touch the ground
Every time we were together
We talked about forever
I was certain it was Heaven we had found
(Chorus)
But you can’t live your life
Walkin in the clouds
Sooner or later
You have to come down
It’s like a knife
Through the heart
And it all comes apart
It’s like someone takes a pin to your balloon
It’s a hole
It’s a cave
It’s kinda like a grave
When he tells you that he’s found somebody new
(Chorus)
Ooh, why they call it fallin
Why they call it fallin
Now I know
How true.
