Dancing On My Own

Their laughter loudly echoed in his ears, as he saw them holding hands in the hallway. His face held nothing but love towards the woman who found love in someone else.

He wasn't bitter. He would never be bitter. Ishita gave him enough to hold on to for the rest of his life. Ishita was the reason he learned to appreciate the feeling that had been contained in his heart.

He had thrown away all of his ego the day he confessed to Ishita that he loved her - but she loved Dilip by then.

Yash was happy for her because the feeling of love was the most liberating feeling in the world.

It didn't matter to him that she loved Dilip and not him. All that mattered to him was that the girl he cared so much for, the girl he loved with all his heart, found love in someone who would take care of her.

She found love in Dilip, just like he found love in her.

He could see them feeding each other with love in the cafeteria, gossiping on the stairway after class, he even caught them kissing behind the college building once. That was how the next two years flew by.

Yash smiled on the final day of college.

He smiled because he loved her, he smiled because she was happy, and he also smiled because that year, she finally got the first rank that she had been competing with him for.