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Person whom I never met

From texting every moment, to long calls on weekend this all goes for three and half year and now nowhere.

By Ashish panwarPublished 5 years ago • 3 min read
Person whom I never met
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Just remember my high school days I got my first phone and internet was booming those days. Just like a teeneger I click a Selfie for my profile on "Facebook" yes, the place where all started.

Finding people, going through the profile and sending the request and talking to the people. In starting it was about the known peers but later on started with stranger. I remember that period of time people fond of online interaction, spending hours and hours on that and I'm one of them.

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Meanwhile I saw girl on my timeline, tagged by my friend. Yeah she was cute, of course I check out her profile. For 3 hours I was hovering over the Friend request button and on next day morning I send her request. When I came back from school I though it was accepted but It was not.

Those hovering hours much better than these waiting hours. I decide to cancel the request and I did the same. All over but it wasn't so simple, few days later I again saw the same girl tagged. I thought giving a try again, I send the request this time followed with the text.

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On the third day morning I was shocked " Sia accepted your request" it was here. It was hard to believe and I make sure I'm not dreaming.

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I wrote the word " Hi" and got the reply "?". I didn't expected that and responded like a sales guy " My name is ......." she replied " I know you just joking".

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With the big gaps of reply it conversations begin with a basic introduction. We figure out later, we are from the same town and we do have some common friends. The first day of conversation ends soon, but now it's been 7 years.

We dont anything to talk specifically, but I do talk alot, It goes for around few months and we realise we spending too much time together. Telling about the school day to whats gonna next, we discuss.

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We planned to meet many times but it never happened from both the end. It was very normal and I started feeling for her, and I thought of expressing her.

Its around six month, one day I just tell everthing whatever going in my head. When I completedd it was silence and my heart was beating like hell and thought like I spoiled all.

She replied " I know all this, and things are very same here too" and I was so happy, I thought its done and She added " But things are not so simple, I'm ready for all of this now" it just drop me form air to land, and it do hit so hard.

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Deep inside I was happy that, she knows all this and we are on the same page. This shown on our futher conversations we were reallly comfortable.

We now usually stared chatting from noon till morning. It was going really smooth and I was really loving this.

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One day in the morning, I took m phone to wish her good morning, and it shows you cant type in this conversation anymore. I was shocked, thought she blocked me, I was sweating and shivring. I cheked her profile it shows " Facebook user" that means she delete her account.

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I was really scared, I just contacted our common friends. I talked to them, and asked them to check every thing is fine or not. and they said "Yes, she is fine" they were meeting regualry and she is doing great. I never told them about our friendship and I contniue that.

I waited for while, do have lots of question about what just happened. I used to check her profile and It was the same. I keep checking her profile and wished to talk to her, we never used any medium to connect.

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Its been around seven years now those questions flew in the open sky. I'm no more waiting for her and but yeah I will remember her.

My peers to suggest me to contact her, but I though of making it a incomplete story.

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The story that never ends and even don't know it begins or not.

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    Written by Ashish panwar