hmm....

A few days after my third semester exams were over, I met with a girl in a chat room. I had expected it to be nothing more than an inconsequential event. Hardly did I realize at that point in time that this was the prelude to a wonderful relationship.

My exceptionally good marks in the next three semesters and my selection in the campus recruitment process, among other things, were connected in a way. All these events were inextricably linked to my association with that girl.

I don't believe in superstitions. But every single decision of mine preceded by her wish turned out to be a prudent one, every single venture of mine in which she wished me luck turned out to be a success. She was a veritable alter ego to me for those six months. Those were perhaps the best days of my life.

I had a hunch that all this would end one day though it didn't seem possible at that time. It was too good, just too fantastic to be true. The dream ended one fine morning. But I was prepared for it. It's true that the end was painful. I had to stop thinking that I could include her in everything. But there are no regrets. I have moved on. Now I view the memories of my days with her sans the events leading to its end. These thoughts invigorate me when I'm tired, lift me up when I'm down, bring about a smile on my face when I'm depressed. Thank you, dearest, for being a part of my most cherished memories, for being the kind of friend you were. Thank you for everything.