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My Story
It’s been about four months since this happened, but it still affects me. I may not remember the exact sequence of events, but I’ll try to write it as clearly as I can.
There was this girl from my school not my classmate, but I had seen her many times before. I used to spot her in the auto going to her tuitions, and sometimes at the Xerox shop near my house. At that time, she looked really cute honestly, just awesome. Once, while I was cycling home, we had a face-to-face moment. We were both on our cycles, and even though I don’t remember every detail, I can never forget that.
We kind of knew each other at least, I assumed she was a bit curious about me too. But honestly, I had no real feelings for her back then. For me, love isn’t just attraction.
During our 10th board exams, she always sat in front of me on the bus. I sat beside my friend, and she usually talked to some guy, probably her close friend. That didn’t affect me much.
Now, here’s where things really start. Every evening, around 5:30, I used to feed my fishes in the lotus pot on my balcony. I lived on the second floor, and that’s exactly the time her auto used to pass by. We used to smile at each other just a small gesture of familiarity.
But soon, I started noticing her more. I’d often look at her when she passed by I didn’t even know why. I just felt attracted to her. It was like this sudden rush, a blast of dopamine, every time I saw her. I even started waiting for her every day, wasting time just to see her auto go by. I’d sit there, play my flute, and sometimes even play beautiful melodies thinking of her.
After about a month, my friend told me she had stopped coming to classes. Still, I didn’t stop looking out for her. One day, I found her number from a school group and decided to text her.
I messaged:
“Hi.” “Hi?” “Why aren’t you replying?” “Hey, are you PD?”(btw PD is name of girl)
Then came the message that honestly shocked me:
“🔥🔥Hi beta, I’m PD’s mother. PD doesn’t have a phone because she’s focused on her studies. You should also do the same.”
I was stunned. My heart just sank. I even saw a call ringing afterward but didn’t pick up I felt guilty and scared. Two weeks passed, and she stopped coming completely. Slowly, I started forgetting about her, or at least trying to.
The Second Part
One day, I told my friend about everything, and we both laughed casually. Later, he gave me another number, saying it was PD’s. I wasn’t serious about it at first. But after coming home from coaching, I decided to check it out.
When I searched the number on Truecaller, it showed the name “Rohit Sharma.” I thought my friend was pranking me. So, just for fun, I texted:
“Is this Rohit Sharma’s number? 😂 Really?”
Then suddenly I got a phone call. I declined it twice, thinking it might be a fraud call. But when it rang again, I finally picked up.
The guy on the call said, “PD teri kya lagti hai?” (“Who is PD to you?”)
I froze. My heartbeat went crazy. I could recognize the voice from somewhere but couldn’t place it. He kept calling again and again, and I finally answered, saying, “No one… I don’t know her.”
Then he warned me said he’d come to my house and tell my parents about the chats. He said a lot of bad things, cursed me badly, and threatened me to never stalk or message anyone again. I was terrified. I just said, “Okay bro, sorry,” and hung up.
That moment… I still remember it clearly. Even though I know I was wrong very wrong the whole thing keeps replaying in my head like a bad reminder. It distracts me from my studies and pops up in my thoughts again and again.
I really wish I could erase that memory sometimes. I just want peace of mind and to move on. May God have mercy on me.🙏
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