One day, quite suddenly, a young woman began talking online with a stranger. At first, she couldn't accept him easily; at one point, she even blocked him. But after some time, in the month of October, they started talking again. Slowly, their conversations grew.
During Durga Puja, the woman poured out the pain of her heart before God. At that time, the man became emotionally restless. As days passed, the man began to fall in love with her, and unknowingly, she too fell for him.
November 22 — the man's birthday. On that day, the woman stood by him in every way. Care, support, love—she held nothing back. In this way, days and nights passed, and both of them began to love each other more deeply.
Then came January 19 — the woman's birthday. The man made that day special for her. It was then that she realized she had come to love him more than herself, without even noticing when it happened. Everything seemed perfect—love, trust, dreams.
On March 25, one day, the man asked the woman for a photo. Trusting him, she sent it. At night, the man sent the photo back after adding the Hindu symbol of red vermilion in the parting of her hair. The woman accepted that too and began to think of him as her life partner. Even after that, their conversations continued, and many beautiful moments kept gathering between them.
But suddenly, one day, everything changed. The man's behavior began to worsen. The woman was deeply hurt and shattered. Nothing remained the same as before. Eventually, the woman learned the truth—that the man had used her and had never truly loved her.
(Girl 🇧🇩 Bangladesh | Boy 🇮🇳 India)
Even then, the woman could not let him go. One day, suddenly, the man insulted her. After that, nothing was left. The woman completely broke down—her eating and sleeping became disturbed, and her days passed in silent tears.
That woman is no one else—it is me.
Priya Chakraborty 🇧🇩
This was my first love.
—Sanjit Mondal 🇮🇳