THE DAY PALLABI ACCEPTED ME

Dear Palak,

You know, I’ve led a pretty ordinary life. Nothing too special about me. When I’m gone, I doubt there will be a big fuss, no grand memorials or anything.

But you know what? There’s one thing about my life I’m really proud of – how much I’ve loved you. And it’s not some short-lived crush or just a fling. It’s been there for as long as I can remember.

A lot of people think love is all about being together, sharing all those big and small moments, dates, movies, the ups and downs, even the arguments and making up afterward. But to me, love is something that sticks around even when all that stuff fades away or sometimes doesn’t even happen at all.

You know, we never had those silly little fights about nothing. I never got an earful from you for eating ice cream on a cold winter night and then catching a cold. We never walked hand in hand on a rainy afternoon coming back from school. We didn’t spend hours texting or chatting on the phone. We never even talked about what our future kids would look like or what we’d name them. I never had the chance to hurt you, make you cry, and then make it up to you…

But still, I’ve loved you, and I still do. And now, being with someone else feels so strange. I guess I’ll get used to it, but all this time, I always imagined being with you. I know things with Pallabi are new, and I wasn’t forced into this. Actually, I fell for her and wanted her in my life. But now that it’s all happening, I miss you terribly. Don’t get me wrong, I am happy. It’s just, well, a bit uncomfortable.

I wish I could just sit down with you and talk about all of this face-to-face.

With love, hugs and other things,
P