I am 28 years male. I fell in love with a girl during my college days. Before her, I never really understood what love felt like-but she, she was different. She showered me with so much love and care that it felt surreal. I still remember how beautiful she looked every day, but it was her eyes that captivated me the most. There was a spark in them, something so powerful that it always took me over.
Our love story wasn’t perfect. We had a small misunderstanding during college and stopped talking to each other for a while. But fate had its own plans-it brought us back together. And since then, we’ve been in love for nine beautiful years.
But somewhere in these years, things got complicated. For the past two years, she’s been asking me for marriage, but I couldn’t give her an answer. I come from an upper caste where the eldest sibling gets married first, and since I had an elder brother who wasn’t married yet, I felt bound by tradition. Adding to this, she belonged to a different caste, and deep down, I had doubts about whether she could adjust to my family’s culture.
But she loved me so deeply that she even gave up eating non-veg for me-a sacrifice that still tugs at my heart. And yet, I kept quiet. I neither said yes nor no to marriage. I was so afraid of disappointing my parents that I ended up disappointing the person who loved me the most. During her hardest days, instead of standing by her, I distanced myself. I didn’t realize how cruel my silence was until now.
And now, she’s getting married to someone else. It’s an arranged marriage, and she says she has already promised the other guy and his family.
He is better looking than me and well-settled as well. The moment I heard those words, my world shattered. I finally understood how much I miss her and how wrong I was to treat her the way I did. I regret every moment I let her down, and my heart aches every second thinking about her being with someone else. Now, I have informed my parents, and they are a bit hesitant and have doubts. My family is very reputed in the caste, and now I don’t know what to do.
I want to get her back-not out of selfishness but because I now realize she’s the one for me. But she insists I move on, saying it’s too late. She’s made a commitment to another family, and she doesn’t want to break it.
I don’t know what to do. I can’t imagine a life without her, and I can’t bear the thought of seeing her as someone else’s wife. I know I’ve hurt her deeply, but my love for her has never faded. I just wish I had realized it sooner.
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