As I promised you all that I will tell you about my relationship with my boyfriend and why I told you all that I would breakup with him soon.
His name is Mohammed Hamza. We studied together from seventh standard till Tenth standard. Then we chooses different institution for our Higher secondary (Eleventh and twelveth) but in the same area. Our institution were just ten minutes walk from each other's institution. And guess what....they were rivels of each other.
We both took science as our future plans were to go in technical field( mostly medical).
We came in relationship with each other in tenth standard. I wasn't really into him but he was the best option to make my ex jealous and regret his deeds.
But as the saying goes, " if you want to destroy someone you must be ready too to get destroyed. " That's exactly what happened with me too. And I got into a big trouble .
I gave Hamza choice to leave but he didn't. Instead he was there with me and helped me out of it. That was when I noticed him. Since than things ran well.
We were so into each other that people envied us. We did all kinds of stuffs and that starts from being stupid to nasty. We explored the entire area. But we didn't bunk much classes.
As we all know nothing lasts forever. Our family came to know about us and we had to go back home. We were not allowed to attend classes as it was almost the end of twelveth standard.
We both were not allowed to talk to each other. My phone was taken by mom. We were under huge pressure to leave each other.
Fortunately I had another phone and we fixed a time when he would go to his cousin and call me .
He wasn't allowed to study untill he would leave me. I had to hear constant taunts from my parents . Still we were with each other.
Slowly he started getting furstuated and told me if I wanted him I should run away from home and go to his or else to leave him so that he could continue his studies. His family called me and asked me to leave him. But I was so into him that the thought of it made me cry.
So I went to his house. Ofcourse he came to take me cause I never travelled alone. On my way to his house I came to know that he left his previous collage and joined in different one almost ten days back and he was actually lying to me all along. That was when I thought if I go back home today then I would certainly rethink about me decision about him. Thankfully my parents came and took me back home on the same day itself.
When I went back home , my parents started to plan on getting me married to one of my distant cousin . And unexpectedly he as well as his family agreed . But I couldn't even think of agreeing to it because I know I would just distroy three of our lives if I agreed to it. So I had to constantly reject my entire family everyday for the same marriage proposal. Somehow this all ended around seven to eight months later.
But my family made me realise that love is something which is heavenly it doesn't include any nasty stuffs and once it turns nasty its not love anymore. I understood the family difference and why my parents rejected our relationship.
We have a huge family difference, our caste and belief on Islam were different, our way of dealing with stuffs are very different most importantly he doesn't respect me and takes me for granted. That's when I realised that people must be selfish . Of course not very selfish to hurt others but selfish enough to not let people take you for granted.
So right now I am going away from him and so he started caring about my time , importance and everything that he should have always done. But I have a habit , I don't know if its good or bad...but I can't grant the same place to a person if once he has lost it .....in my heart.