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Friday, July 23, 2010

As Good As It Gets - 18

I don’t know why, I just couldn’t bring myself to hate him. The more I tried to hate him, the more he occupied my thoughts. I wasn’t healing, each time I would see him, I felt bruised. Of course, through it all Aditya wanted to stay friend. And initially, I thought that I was capable of that.
We went out a couple of times. Then one day, we decided to visit an exhibition in one of the uptown resorts. The exhibition was boring and crowded, so we decided to take a walk around the resort. The conversation was casual and light hearted and just as I was thinking that things were going to be alright between us, we came across the pool.
The sun was setting and the effect that the orange sun and the blue water were creating was intoxicating. We stood there silently, each of us immensely aware of the almost magnetic  power the other had. I turned to face him.
He sighed and put his arm around me.
“Remind me again why we are just friends?” He asked softly.
I shrugged off his arm. Something about his touch was disturbing.
“Don’t Aditya.” I pleaded.
“Why should we Anagha?” He put out one hand.
“This is very difficult for me Aditya. Please. Don’t do this.” I said, as his hand covered mine. It was like nothing had changed. I had to stop it, end it and end it in such a way that we both knew it was over and there was nothing left to salvage.
“Don’t you think about me?” He asked.
I steeled myself. “No.” I pushed him away.
“We can’t be friends anymore Aditya. If you were in fact a friend, you would have understood how difficult this is for me. But you don’t. All you see is what you want. And that’s not going to work for me. This is it. End of the line for us. Please don’t try to call me anymore.”
And that was it. Aditya and I ended just like that. He never tried to approach me after that. Neither did I. of course, I missed him like crazy and took a long long time to get over him, I never called or texted him again.
He had changed something within me. I became cynical and bitter. people around me began to feel the change and started withdrawing from me. During the getting over period, I chased guys. Anything to get my mind off Aditya. Of course no one ever matched Aditya. After getting my heart broken, I broke some hearts. And one of them happened to belong to my now good friend Darshan.