I found three LOVEs as break-up happened to me

My story is of passion, channeling energy, finding not one but three loves, and of course, “moving on from the breakup.” I wish “moving on” was as easy as 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 of building new ideas and took admission to 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. “Facebook” was new back then, and we way to that social media is the coolest thing for youngsters. Read this engaging real-life account as Ajit Kumar; Director talks about his love and breakup story.

I didn’t know then that Social Media will blossom love into my life. My cousin created my FB profile, and I kept exploring the internet and FB. After sending several random friend requests to girls, there was one acceptance. Excitement knows no bounds, so I hastily send “Hi” to her. Her message came after three months, but I was still on cloud nine, keen to interact and happy to welcome her into 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 sincere love was guiding me through, I was yearning for her terribly, and my appetite was gone.

I always loved Diwali, but this time Diwali was so incomplete without her. I urged her to have a word with her but had no contact details. My urge was more significant 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 miserable enough I was. When you are sufficient longing, you take enough action, so I did after requesting, urging, and begging her. I got her number and wished her “Happy Diwali.” I felt on cloud nine and got another way to express my love on the 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 was surprised by reaching her hostel on New Years’. She was shocked, and I was thrilled. 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 a well-spent evening, a nice dinner at a beautiful place with your loved one. New emotions were flying and making the whole incident so unique. 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 at 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 for a long, and now suddenly, she stumped me completely. Though I was overwhelmed, I disconnected the call. However, I wasn’t 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 frequent, and we shared a pretty happy relationship.

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

I was in shock for how many months I can’t even remember. I wasn’t getting an answer about how two years of love faded away without warning. Her typical weird 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 wrong 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 up in the ghetto. Crying never stops, and social interaction never happened.

Life has to move on and so, should I proceed. As one love broke me into pieces, I pursued the other passion, 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 cars. 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.

We developed and tested an ATV racing car. Despite not being in touch for long, I felt the need to share the moment of celebration with Juhi, as I can’t let her go smoothly. But her cold turkey treatment void all my efforts. My hard work, too, shattered within seconds. But I never gave up.
We have the company named “Auto Tech Expert Group (OPC) Pvt. Ltd.” and got its approval from the 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. We did multiple innovative projects and bagged appreciation from TPO, Principal, HoD, and Director of College. We are thankful to them.

While I was conducting a seminar on VIDEO at TMU and MIT Moradabad and updating some photos and videos on social media sites, I got a call from Kolkata from a girl Juhi. A shock and confusion absorbed me. Of course, my past was staring at me, and I was ready to reply. She asked about life, and I told her to google my company. She abruptly disconnected the call and called back in a few minutes.

I was thrilled when she congratulated me. Her next move was to come back into my life. I wondered about the faded love. Love is a rare thing, but I was fortunate to find someone special in my life who 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 offensive 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 a rare thing, but I was fortunate to find someone special in my life. While on the other hand, Juhi dumped me, and after which, I uncovered my potential. Her offensive 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 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 (The best Pal), 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.