It’s his birthday today but the distance between us has crossed a bay that neither did I wish him, nor is he concerned about it. Travelling back to June 12, 2011, I saw a guy in a grey T-shirt, peeping into the windows of the sleeper bogies to find a seat. I saw him before he saw me. I was going for my admission in a boarding school. We exchanged glances. An innocent fairy tale had just begun.

He belonged to a city close to my hometown, which was exactly the same where my cousins lived. They were familiar with each other. I was 15; my dreams chased me to an international school. He was 19, a college student in the same city. My parents dropped me to the school and went back to our place, it was June 21. We had call days in a boarding school wherein we could call and talk to our parents for ten minutes.

I never called him. It was his birthday on the 20th July when I made my first call from boarding to him. He heard my voice and said, "I knew that you would call me."

Life was all good until I was in boarding. We would meet during my outings in a mall. I would also spare my two minutes to talk to him but that wasn’t sufficient. Hence, I secretly kept a cell phone in order to talk to him.

We travelled home on the same train. But we couldn't meet because I was accompanied by my brother. Everything was okay. After two years, I had completed my 12th standard and was looking for admissions in a medical college. That is when my life turned upside down.

He started avoiding me and treating me as though I was his wife and not a girlfriend. He put a lot of restrictions on me. I wasn't allowed to use WhatsApp after a certain time. I wasn’t allowed to talk to boys. I was so madly in love that I failed to notice that he was actually isolating me from everyone. I agreed to all his terms and conditions.

He never liked my ideas and forced me to do whatever he wanted. A year passed and it was a long distance relationship till then. Then I decided to go for further exam preparations and shifted to his city. We were together and no more in a long distance relationship. Everything looked nice for a while. Soon I realised that I had landed up in his prison. 

I couldn't wear what I wanted; I couldn't even meet my friends. I couldn't even eat what I wanted. I was choking but was madly in love with him. I thought that some day everything will be fine.

Four years went by. I got admission through management quota in a medical college. We were again in a long distance relationship. I dreaded his calls at sharp 4 pm when my classes ended. He would check if I was accompanied by a guy. He didn't allow me to go on outings. His insecurities were growing like tentacles and they were suffocating me. I was a bright student but ended up in management quota just because of him. I made a suicide attempt, he called it a freedom stunt.

Somehow I managed to top my college but he tagged it as a "reward" for having sex with my teachers. My first year of MBBS ended up this way. Now I’m a 2nd-year student, I have built myself so strong in the last 6 years that he doesn't matter to me anymore. He makes a comeback in every 10 days talk to me, abuses me for no reason and returns.

This is the 6th year of our relationship, having nothing in common between us but I don't know why I can't pull myself out of this relationship and manage to stay apart. And yes, it’s his birthday today. He didn't even bother about my wishes!

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