DEJA` VU.

Dear Diary.

7^th Sept.

All of a sudden, I feel the need to record my feelings...don’t know why? Of course, I will carry the memories with me as I have all these years. This is for just in case.

I fell in love with him on the first of the college. We were in the same class, had same group of friends. The stolen glances, the heavy silences, the tension and the awkwardness when I was with him, alone, meant something.

Tired of waiting, I did muster up enough courage to convey my feelings to him. He laughed at me and said – “Grow up! Assumption is the mother of all f*** ups! There are many fish in the pond!” Eventually, I let go and moved on or so I thought.

To prove his point, he got himself a girlfriend, more of an arm candy. He was trying hard. I had gotten myself a boyfriend too...and we both knew we were miserable. Was it ego, fear of commitment, or religion? But, love is a religion...

College done, we led our separate lives, until one day I got an invitation for me for a party. Both surprised and curious, I went. He had got himself a job abroad and was going away for good. I was devastated to learn this, and left the party. He called me many times. I did not answer his calls. He messaged me giving his flight number and the departure time and date...and had said – Please come.

Could I resist?

I went. As soon as he saw me, he just came and hugged me. Years of pain, hurt, unresolved emotions started to rain from my eyes. “Oh! Baby, I am sorry...I have been such a p****”, he said.

From then on everything happened in a blur. He produced a ring from nowhere, went down on his knees and said –“Enrich my life, please be my wife.” Amidst tears, I was smiling and nodding my affirmation, too shocked and spell bound.

Years of nothing and now...this! We embraced each other for what seemed to be an eternity. I was grinning and waving to him as he went through the gate to board his flight.

I collapsed on a nearby chair and smacked my forehead with the palm of my hand, cursing myself. How could I be so dumb to let the opportunity pass? "I should have kissed you...my love."

Now, I will be his wife in less than week’s time! Can you believe it? It is slowly sinking in. I could not be happier.

Have to go shopping...ciao!

12^th Sept –

He was reading her diary for the upteempth time.  This was to be their wedding day. They were meant to be...but, the fate had other plans.

She had died in an accident the very day she made her diary entry.

For - RFW- Challenge # 44

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