Three Loves

My story is of passion, channeling energy, finding not one but three loves and of course “moving on from the breakup”. I really wish “moving on” could be as easy as shown in FastTrack advertisements but it’s not. My insights may help someone to carry on if one is going through some miserable breakups phase.I started with accomplishing one of my dreams to building new dreams by getting admission in the desired college for B. Tech (Mechanical branch) in Jaipur to pursue the love of automobiles. As college started, new friends chip in and new freedom gave wings to fly. “The Facebook” was new back then and we way to that social media is the coolest thing for youngsters.

I didn’t know then that Social Media will blossom the love into my life. My cousin created my FB profile and I kept exploring internet and FB. After sending several random friend requests to girls, one got accepted. Excitement knows no bounds so I hastily send “Hi” to her. Her message came after 3 months but I was still on cloud nine, keen to interact and happy to welcome her in my life. My random friend was “Shayana Saxena” and was preparing for PMT in Kota and hence our FB chats commenced.

Unknowingly, Diwali break was more wandering than they could ever be, I was at home in Jaipur but dwelling on her was more prominent. Signs of first love made me restless and festival feasts have lost their charm. My naive love was guiding me through, I was yearning her terribly, and my appetite was already gone.

I always loved Diwali but this time Diwali was so incomplete without her. I urged to have a word with her but had no contact details. My urge was bigger than me this time I asked her number on FB chat, I knew talking to her will not be easy. Reluctant enough she was and enough miserable I was. When you are longing enough you actually take enough action, so I did after requesting, urging and begging her. I got her number and wished her “Happy Diwali”. Felt on cloud nine and got another way to express my love on phone.

Obstacles are there to make you feel how badly you needed it. Desperation fuels your love to find another of expressing love and be near to your love.

My young love and hormones were fuelling enough to love her and talking daily for hours is not a routine but was a part of life, which I loved the most. I look forward to her call, we share everything and talk endlessly without fail.My love was expanding its wings and I surprised by reaching her hostel and on New Years. She was shocked and I was immensely happy. Feeling to see her close to me made me pause that moment and relive it sometimes. We hang out and she was there all dolled up. I never thought that somebody could doll up for me. It was well-spent evening, nice dinner at the nice place with your loved one. New emotions were flying and making the whole incident so special. But I never imagined that departing to Jaipur back would be so uncomfortable for me. I wanted her to stop me and tears were rolling down. Oh Boy!! I was in LOVE and all emotions got justified.

I was back to my college and I was talking to her daily. One day out of the blue she told me that her real name is “Juhi Sinha” and in the same breath she said, “I Love you”. I was waiting to hear this from long and now suddenly, when she said I’m stumped completely. Though I was overwhelmed I disconnected the call. However, I wasn’t really sure what to do and I called her back. Of course, I loved her too and waited for this. Now my visits to Kota became often and we shared a pretty happy relationship.

But as it is said love is a rare thing, after 2 years she told me that this all courtship was just an attraction and this can’t be termed as love. Once again I was shocked and I wasn’t really able to understand how in one moment love just flown away.

I was in shock for how many months I can’t even remember. Wasn’t getting an answer that how 2 years of love faded away without warning, Her wired typical advice sounds so awful, “you’ll find more success and a better girl too “, while she said this she wasn’t even looking into my eyes. It was so ambiguous and painful. I am always bad when it comes to goodbyes and this goodbye was miserable and heartfelt.

Now comes the acceptance part, getting dumped destroys the self-esteem and memories wrapped you up in the ghetto. Crying never stops and social interaction never happened.

Life has to move on and so, should I move. As one love, broke me into pieces, I pursued the other love, automobiles. I prioritized my career and started concentrating on my project. I met Ajit, who was on the same page as me when it comes to automobiles. We skimped innovative ideas and I roped him into my project. Ajit asked why we didn’t start our company to train B. Tech, B.E., M. Tech students on real time projects. I pondered for some days and we began.

ATV racing car was manufactured and tested. Despite not being in touch from long, I felt the need to share the moment of celebration with Juhi, as I can’t let her go easily but her cold turkey treatment void all my efforts and my hard work too within seconds, I was shattered again. But I never gave up.
Now we have the company by the name of “Auto Tech Expert Group (OPC) Pvt. Ltd.” and are approved by Ministry of Corporate Affairs, Govt. of India. He (Ajit Kumar) is the Director and I am the Regional Manager at ATEG (OPC) Pvt. Ltd.

Being a college startup, we faced pitfalls and are now on the way to success. Multiple innovative projects have been done and bagged appreciation from TPO, Principal, HoD, and Director of College. We are really thankful to them.

While I was conducting a seminar on VDEO at TMU and MIT Moradabad and updating some photos and videos on social media sites I got a call from Kolkata from a girl named as Juhi. I was shocked and confused. Of course, my past was staring me and I was ready to reply .she asked about life and I told her to google my company .he abruptly disconnected the call and called back in few minutes. She congratulates me and I was elated. Her next move was to come back into my life. I wondered about the faded love. Love is the rare thing but I was very lucky to find someone special in my life, she is – Sonam. Sonam supported me in my struggling days while establishing my empire. While on the other hand, Juhi dumped me, and after which I uncovered my potential. Her disgusting and humiliating words compelled me to discover the diamond within. Her rejection was my turning point and I turned up very well.

I wondered about the faded love. Love is the rare thing but I was very lucky to find someone special in my life, she is – Sonam. Sonam supported me in my struggling days while establishing my empire. While on the other hand, Juhi dumped me, and after which I uncovered my potential. Her disgusting and humiliating words compelled me to discover the diamond within. Her rejection was my turning point and I turned up very well.

My heartfelt message for all of you who are facing tough times:
“Always in our life, a situation comes where we haven’t any ideas except give up but trust me that each and every situation is an opportunity to do something better”.

Nonetheless, I am grateful to Juhi Sinha (My turning point), Arun Kumar (My friend), Ajit Kumar (My best friend/Story Writer, & Director, ATEG) Jyoti Singh (A best Pal), Sonam Mittal (My love), Nidhi (My story inspiration) and my darling sister ( Lakshita Singh Aka – Laddu) my real sister (Neha Agrawal) and last but not the least my parents and younger brother (Himanshu Agarwal).

Story Editor: Deepti Chawla – Storyofsouls.

Admert
Admert Adi (INDIA)
…is a born Engineer, completely in love with screw, nails, and hammer! He has creatively crafted several engineering models. A Regional Manager with ATEG. His all time favorite lines is “Admert hu, adi hu… I can’t change for anyone”. Means I am Admert, I am Adi… But I will not change for anyone.
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