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Everything Is Fair In Love

Everything Is Fair In Love

Riya belonged to a conservative family. Her big dreams were suppressed by her narrow minded relatives and her high ambitious nature was looked as inviting trouble. Riya worked hard to move out of her town and go away from narrow minded people. Even after living in London for ten years she couldn’t overcome her fear of commitment. From a very young age Riya never had any close friends she had a phobia that if she let people get close to her heart they will start putting restriction on her. Her whole life she has just defended herself against people close to her and now when she was thousands of miles away she still felt she will become vulnerable if someone gets close to her. She was scared of being emotionally manipulated and gave most of her time to her Investment Banking career.

Riya’s life was extremely planned and organized. She was always serious and behaved formerly with everyone. Her life turned upside down when another Indian moved in her building. Gautam is a professional nature and wild life photographer and was completely opposite to her. He never planned anything and lived as per his instincts. They got to know each other as they were the only Indians in the building and soon became friends.

Riya felt very comfortable with Gautam. His carefree attitude made her feel relaxed. She never felt any restrictions around him and Gautam on the other hand loved to get Riya’s help to organize his life. They both completed each other and together they both made a strong couple. Soon the friendship blossomed into a loving relationship.

For the first time in her life Riya felt bliss. She was the happiest and was learning to become a more relaxed person. Everything was going great and then something happened that brought out Riya’s commitment issues. Gautam proposed and she felt as if her everything was happening very fast. She panicked and felt as if she is again losing her freedom. She yelled out no and ran away from him. Gautam tried to reach her but she was avoiding him. She loved him but couldn’t control her emotional condition.

Broken hearted Gautam decided to spend some time in India with his family. His family unaware of his emotions suggests him to consider an arrange marriage proposal that they were interested in. Gautam still hurt from the sudden breakup with Riya decides to marry Neha as per his family’s wish.

In London as Riya missed Gautam she started getting back to her senses. She understood she was wrong to behave in such a way with him and wanted to ask for his forgiveness. Riya got an unexpected call from India about Gautam’s wedding. She felt as if a bolt of lightning hit her. The caller informed her that his name is Rajiv and he knew about her relationship with Gautam. He also told her that if she wanted to stop the wedding he can help her.

Riya felt no fear this time she did not needed her organizer to tell her to get to on the next flight to Delhi. She instantly reached Delhi. Rajiv was waiting outside the airport for her. Gautam’s town was two hours drive away from Delhi airport. Riya never sat in an open gypsy jeep before. It was hot, sunny and the air was playing tornado torture with her hair but she didn’t care. Riya was listening to Rajiv’s plan to break up the wedding and get back with the love of her life.

As per Rajiv’s plan she did not contact Gautam and stayed in a hotel in the town. That very night Rajiv managed to get Gautam to the hotel where Riya was staying. Gautam was shocked to see Riya but then Rajiv explained how he contacted her and arranged for their meet so that Gautam can change his mind about the wedding.
Gautam was surprised and happy to see Riya again but was still hurt with her behavior and was not sure if he wanted to continue the relationship with her. Riya pleaded for his forgiveness and told him that she was scared about commitment but now when she got a glimpse of her life without him she was sure that she could not live without him.

Rajiv was happier that the couple and to end the curiosity Gautam says to him. “I am grateful to you for helping me get close to my love; but why are you helping us?” Rajiv smiles and says “Everything is fair in love.” When they both looked confused he explains further; “This is a small town and the people living here are narrow minded. Love marriage is a strict taboo. Before you accepted the marriage proposal you informed Neha about your past relationship and so she found out about Riya. That’s how I came to know about her and with help of bit of research I got in touch with her. I hoped she would say yes about coming and meeting you and I didn’t have to convince her. She came immediately and everything went as per the plan.”

“Oh so you and Neha?” Riya asked. “That’s right we are childhood sweethearts and now when you cancel the wedding. I can convince my family to ask Neha’s parents for our wedding. After this cancellation they will not think about love marriage and all. They will happily accept our relationship and we can soon get married. That’s why I always say – Everything is Fair in Love.”

Our First Valentine’s Day – My Platinum Day of Love.

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Young love gets very excited with first of everything; first date, first kiss, first movie together, first New Year’s Eve together, and the biggie – the very first Valentine’s Day. To recall my Platinum Day of Love I mentally scanned millions of memories and out of many one stood out as the earliest one.

This memory is more than 13 years old but I still remember like it happened yesterday. Before visiting my Platinum Day of Love let me give you some background. I met my husband 10 years before we tied the knot. I won’t say it was love at first sight but we instantly become good friends. Our interests were similar like we loved the same kind of food, movies, places to hang out and all those little things played a big role to get us closer to each other.

That year the Valentine’s Day was special for me. It was my first year out of a very strict all girls school and in college. I was looking towards celebrating my first ever grown up romantic valentine party arranged by the seniors of my college.

I planned the dress, makeup & hair, the shoes that will go with the dress and everything well in advanced now all I needed for my perfect romantic Valentine party was a date. Don’t get me wrong some boys did ask me (I remember at least 4) some well in advanced but all those were turned down and some very harshly by my best friend. He had a strong negative opinion about every boy who tried to be my date for the Valentine’s party.

He was against the concept of Valentine’s Day like Grinch against Christmas. Everyone in my college was excited about the romantic day except the one person I really wanted to celebrate with. He was having debates about how the day is nothing but a commercial celebration and how the greeting cards, flowers and chocolate industries rip off gullible youngsters. I imagined him as the prince charming in my fairy tale and he was behaving like the fire-breathing dragon guarding the tower.

The day before the party we were hanging out with our friends; one of them asked what would my perfect Valentine’s Day be like and without a thought I said a long romantic bike ride to some beautiful place. He looked at me and gave me a smile. We did share a moment but we both didn’t have the guts to tell our true feelings for each other. All my friends decided to go to the party as a group and not in pairs thanks to the grumbling of the Valentine Grinch in our group.

The next morning as planned I packed my dress, makeup and shoes in a bag. We were going to attend the party right after classes. Deep in my thoughts I was getting dressed for my early morning classes. I remembered how he drove away every guy trying to ask me for a date. Maybe that is his way of showing he thinks of me more than a friend. May be when the time is right we will get to the place where telling each other about our feelings will not be so awkward.

It was a beautiful morning, the sun was rising, and the winter was very well showing its presence in Pune. I got in the bus that I regularly took for college and just like any other day I buried my head in a book. This was a very early bus and hardly had any passengers, I sat near a window to enjoy the cool winter breeze. Honking from a motorcycle distracted my reading. I looked out of the window and noticed two of my friends on a bike riding along my bus.

Aditi sitting behind held out a big chart paper having a huge “B” written on it; I waved to ask her what are doing but they rode ahead. Another bike with two more of my friends rode along the bus and Sarika who was sitting behind held another sign that read “My”. I was thrilled and a bit embarrassed with this act of my friends as everyone in that bus including the conductor was looking at these signs. The conductor made it more embarrassing as he was reading the signs out load.

After the second bike moved ahead along came the third bike on which Radhika sitting behind held out a sign that read “Valentine.” The conductor promptly read it out loud. Then he said out the whole sentence with the excitement of a child solving a puzzle; “B My Valentine.” Some in the bus giggled and some shook their head in disapproval for the crazy act of the youngsters.

I hid my face with my book bit shocked with this surprise and then the fourth bike came along with only one rider, my price charming who came close to my window and yelled out; “If the answer is yes please get down at the next stop.” I could not believe what was happening. Nobody ever did anything like this for me and I couldn’t wait to see what else was planned by my friends. I got down at the next stop. My seven friends grinning like the Cheshire cat and their four motorcycles where waiting for me at that stop.

I looked in his eyes and saw a spark like never before. Today he was more than my best friend, today he was my valentine. I sat on his bike and we all drove towards our college. I rested my head on his back and closed my eyes. The cool touch of his leather jacket felt so nice against my cheek. I put my arms around him and held him tightly. I never wanted that moment to end.

When we reached college it looked completely different. Lots and lots of bikes where cluttered in front of the gate almost everyone from my class was standing there. “What’s going on?” I asked him. “Well, didn’t you say something about a bike ride? I spread that idea among our class mates and got an overwhelming response. Now we all our going for a long bike ride to Kashid beach, it will take roughly 3 to 4 hours and then back till night. We have planned to bunk the classes and ditch the senior’s party. Please tell me if you like the plan or would you like to do something else. Either ways I would love to spend this day with you.” He replied.

How could I say no to something like that and so our road trip started from college at around 7 am. Our convoy of 14 bikes and 28 youngsters mostly couples reached the beach before 11 am. The bike ride was tiring but the roads were beautiful. The roads had lush greenery on both sides and very less traffic compared to the city ones. Riding along with a huge group was such an amazing experience.

On that bike I felt close to him like never before. Several times he touched my hand in the most loving way. My hands were sometimes resting on his thigh or hugging his chest. He kept asking me if I was comfortable or if he needs to stop for a break all along the road. In the morning when it was cold he told me to put my hands in his jacket pockets to keep them warm.

The day we spent on the beach was mesmerizing. Most of my college mates enjoyed group activities but I just loved walking on the wet sand and feeling the waves on my feet. The tiredness from the journey melted in seconds as my feet touched the cool and soft sand. The ocean waves were inviting and a dip in them made the trip completely worth it.

Just before sunset and before leaving that beautiful place I wanted to take a last long walk on the beach. He joined me and we walked along the long beach holding hands, taking like we are dating for years, picking up any interesting shell that we spot in the sand and of course playing with the foamy waves with our feet. He suddenly stopped, “I think we came too far. We can’t even hear our friends. Let’s go back.”

We turned back but we stopped for few minutes to notice the most beautiful sunset we ever saw. The sky turned red it looked like the universe was blushing as we were getting closer. He held me from behind, his hands crossing near mine. I never felt so secured, so safe yet so vulnerable before. He kissed my cheek and they copied the blush of the sky. For us the world stood still for that moment. Our feelings for each other were clearer more than ever. That sunset was the end of all the awkwardness and confusion. That was the moment we became one.

My Platinum Day of Love was nothing like I dreamed or planned but it was magical. I did wear the dress and makeup I packed in my bag but on another day for our first date just the two of us. I thank God that it also went nothing as planned and that is a whole another story. Now every day I try to live my life not as per some schedule or plan but trying to recreate the magic I experienced on my Platinum Day of Love. Why Platinum because we are blessed with true love that does not fade with time and a precious metal like Platinum compliments our eternal love.

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