“We broke up.” He sent a message on WhatsApp to her. He kept staring at the phone for her response for the next ten minutes, but there was none. He was clearly upset.
There was a knock at the door and then a voice spoke – his favorite person in life – “It’s me.” He opened the door and let her in.
“Don’t tell me that you broke up again.” Curious, she was.
“We did!” He did not speak another word.
“Two break-ups in the past eleven months. This is not good for you.” She said looking into his wet eyes.
“I do not know, why? Things are not working out. My expectation. My wish.” He paused, crying literally. She hugged him and said, “Okay, let her go. Maybe, she is not the right person for you.” He added, “Maybe, just maybe, I’m not the right person for love.”
It took thirty minutes for her to convince him that whatever happened was for good.
He said, “Okay, let’s not talk this, anymore. Maybe, I’m yet to find my soulmate.”
She nodded her head, knowing him well – after all, they were friends for more than fifteen years now – she asked, “Shall we go for a drive?”
The mood in the air changed. He smiled. She smiled. They went out of the room happily. She raced on the road, as usual, to their favorite spot. She ordered two Chocolate Sundaes before he was about to say, “Chocolate Sundae for me.” He smiled. It was like this. Every time, he would want to tell something to her, before which she would do that. He would smile happily. She knew him bit-by-bit. And, she was his habit.
“What a girl expect in love?” He asked.
“Love and security, what else it could be?” She answered in a happy tone. She knew, for sure, he would not discuss more on the topic.
She was right. He smiled and said, “Shall we go to beach?”
She never disappointed him in their friendship. It was always, “yes-yes” to all his requests. They were standing in the beach holding hands of each other. The waves touched their feet now and then. They were enjoying the evening recalling some of the sweetest memories and adding treasures to their photo collections.
Two hours or might be three hours had gone by. They did not worry about the time, but her dad did. They had to leave.
She dropped him at his place, as usual. Before he got out of the car, she said, “It is easy to find a partner, but it is very hard to find a Soulmate.”
He smiled. She smiled. As usual. And, she left to home.
That night, at half past one in the night, he sent a photograph on WhatsApp with the text, “My Soulmate is here.”
She updated her status on WhatsApp, “♥ love-struck ♥”.
No wonder, why she was HAPPY. He sent “Her” photo with the text, “My Soulmate is here.”
And, they lived happily ever after.