💔 Let My Angel Fall

Written in 2006, re-written with Copilot

I. The First Encounter

It was class 11. Rahul was new to the school. That’s where he met Suja.

Suja had been there since the school’s inception. Quiet, focused, and devoted to her studies. Rahul, on the other hand, was mischievous and smart—more interested in making friends and exploring the world than textbooks.

He had never fallen in love. Plenty of girlfriends, but never anyone special. His life moved forward without romance, unlike most boys his age.

II. The Spark

Suja was beautiful—striking enough to turn heads. But she never cared. Her focus was singular: academics. She topped most subjects and was preparing for the IIT entrance exam.

When Rahul first spoke to her, it was for directions. She asked him to follow her. That simple walk sparked something.

They were placed in the same physics lab group. Suja, a fast learner, helped Rahul with experiments. Her enthusiasm and radiant smile began to captivate him.

He didn’t know what to call it. It wasn’t love, but something miraculous. Tuesdays and Thursdays—lab days—became his favorite.

His friends noticed. They teased him, scribbled her name in his notebooks, poked fun. But Rahul never admitted anything.

III. The Missed Chance

In class 12, Rahul made up his mind. He would propose.

Then Iqbal, one of his closest friends, confessed his love for Suja. Iqbal was bold, admired, and open. He called Suja and proposed. She laughed it off.

The next day, Iqbal treated his friends and shared the story. They toasted his courage. Rahul joined in, smiling, but inside he felt shattered.

He had missed his chance. He chose friendship over love. He buried his feelings and invented a story about a girlfriend back home.

Later, he learned Suja had rejected Iqbal because of religion. Her parents wouldn’t approve, and she believed in marrying someone they’d accept.

IV. The Years That Followed

School ended. Rahul and Iqbal joined engineering colleges through state entrance. Suja cracked the IIT national exam.

Years passed. Iqbal got married. Suja graduated from IIT Bombay and landed a high-paying job at a top firm.

Rahul still loved her. Both were unmarried. But she was far ahead—successful, brilliant, untouchable. He had a modest job and dreams. She had a future.

V. The Silent Wish

“LET MY ANGEL FALL”

He whispered it in his heart. A wish born of longing and helplessness.

“IS IT WRONG TO WISH SO, IS IT WRONG?”