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Wrong Love Right Love-Part 31-Ugly Girlfriend




Dhilip’s POV

“Hey, Dhilip! Long time. How have you been?”, asked Rohini, as we stood by the big glass door on the way between the stairs running down from the third to the second floor.

“Hey, I’m good. How are you?”, asked I, blushing within the four corners of my mask. It was the February of 2021. The first phase of COVID-19 had marked its conclusion in India. We had to give our internals during the sixth semester offline. Sexy! Had to catch my girl then!

Pin-drop silence dominated our surroundings. We rolled our eyeballs at each other as Rohini’s hands hit each other holding her mobile in between. She nodded.

“Why did you text to meet me right after the last internal?”, she asked. “All okay?”

“Yes yes”, said I, nodding along. Sexy! My Rohini medam has always been formal with me. I’m all yours, Rohini! Hmmm! Trust me, this is going to be the best day of your life. I guarantee!

“Do you remember back during the last semester how much we used to keep chatting and working together on the PD tasks?”, began I, in my meek and hesitant gentlemanly voice.

“Yeah! It was such an exciting experience, right? Wow!”

“Ever since the new semester started, for the past two months, our interactions have reduced…”

“I know right! How I wish there were more common subjects between our streams! Huh, nothing except computer networks…”

I pressed my finger against her light blue surgical mask, continuing, “Shhh! Let me complete it, Rohini. I’m afraid I’ll leave it incomplete again if you keep interrupting me.” Our eyes interlocked into each other. I heard her breathing a little harder as she bulged her dark black pupils which seemed a bit dilating along.

“We stopped texting each other. Our calls and discussions came to an end. You were no longer going to continue in my life. That's when I realized how much I have been loving you”, said I.

She blinked her eyes as I withdrew my finger and released her. I removed my mask to expose my face blushing at her. 

“I love you, Rohini. I love you very much. You’re my life and I’m sure about you, my love for you, and our future life together. I will gift you more than what you might have ever dreamt!”, said I.

We were immersed in each others’ eyes for the next couple of seconds. My heart froze at my own lines for they were a subset of Rohini’s proposal back then. The scene of herself proposing to me beside the bakery outside our college back during our real life flashed in front of my eyes.

“Aww, Dhilip! That was such a sweet proposal”, said she, sobbing and removing her mask. She shook her head, continuing, “But, I’m sorry for the fact that a dark girl like me shouldn’t believe in love. I have nothing but my career in life. You’re fair and handsome but I have a dark brown complexion. I’m ugly and nerdy. Who wants an ugly girlfriend? I don’t possess the status to love you. I shouldn’t do this…”



I agree that love is unanticipated. I also agree that the identity of our lover is a true mystery
until we feel the love!

Following the same lines, one thus ends up falling for a bad partner-the wrong love. It's fine!

Making a wrong decision is common among ordinary homosapiens like you and me.

However, correcting our blunder and returning to our right love is a worthy question whose
answer may either be a ‘YES’ or a ‘NO’ or sometimes a combination of both! There is only one
superpower that can answer this query: ‘TIME’


She wiped her tears and began heading away from me.

“Hey, Rohini medam! Please don’t do this. Please! I don’t love you for your beauty. I love you because of ‘you’. I love ‘you’ not your body. I believe that one must always love someone who makes one’s life the most beautiful and not the most beautiful person on Earth. A wise personality has said it well. I completely agree with him after my own bitter experience”, said I, blocking her way while she tried to escape from either side.

“Dhilip, please! Guys have always been interested in pretty girls. You may say this today but what if you ditch me after finding a beautiful and sweet girl, in the long run? If at all a dark girl like me loves a guy, no matter how deeply and truly, she will only face rejection and severe pain, in the long run. Enough!”, she trembled. 

“No, Rohini!”, yelled I, wrapping her cheeks in my cozy palms. “I will never miss you ever again…”

“What’s wrong with you, Dhilip? When have you missed me?...”

Dhilip, leave it. You’re in your reliving phase now. Urgh! She won’t understand. Stick to your point. Convince her. That's your first priority now. She released herself, shook her head with tears, and began walking away.

“Rohini, please! I will break without you!”, I exclaimed, kneeling down and continuing my proposal. 

“Please accept me, Rohini medam. I want a chance to relish your beautiful love. There is no dark or fair in true love. I can’t imagine my life without you. I’m proposing to you. I’m confident but why are you scared to accept me, Rohini?”

She turned back and swallowed her anxiety at me.

“Stop it, Dhilip! I’m sorry but I don’t know why I feel I’ll be hurt in this romantic journey with any guy. Guys are reluctant to admit their feelings for a dark girl. I have seen it once already with Kavin…”

“But, I don’t belong to such a category. I can fight for our relationship anywhere with anyone. I won’t hesitate to lift my head up, hold your hands and walk down the aisle. I can convince my family, friends and just don’t care about certification from society. If not me, who will fight for our love, Rohini?...”

“Dhilip, no, you will say but you can’t do this. Not just you, every typical guy out there look down on dark girls when it comes to love. They feel as if dark girls don’t have hearts. It's only the fair girls who are understanding…”

“Medam, please! I too did it once but will never repeat it again”, I interrupted her fearful speech. I tightened her fists in mine and nodded. I closed my eyes and neared to kiss her forehead.

“No, I can’t be loved”, she exclaimed, releasing herself from me. 

“Rohini! Stop! Rohini!”, called I, as she rushed to open the door.


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