I was not very excited about the reunion. I knew he would be there. I didn't want to see him again…. Or maybe I did. That's why I went there anyway. 

It's been 8 years since we broke up. I never heard from him after that day, nor did he from me. I didn't keep track of his whereabouts so I didn't know where he was, how he was doing, or if he even got married. I didn't know how I'd react if I saw him. These questions kept popping into my mind.

As I reached the venue, nostalgia flooded in. I could see similar faces, my friends, my batchmate, seniors, juniors, even teachers. I forgot all about him at that moment. It was good to meet my friends again. We were talking, cherishing those old memories when suddenly I heard a voice. A familiar voice. The voice I haven't heard for the last 8 years.

I turned around and my heart skipped a beat. Yes, that was him. He looked so handsome in a black suit. Black really was his color. I didn't realize I was staring at him until he turned and we shared a gaze. All that love, passion I kept hidden away came flooding in. My whole life flashed before me in those few seconds. 

I still loved him. I really did.

We kept staring at each other from a distance, oblivious to the world. We were lost in each other's eyes. We could feel the joy as well as the pain. The pain of separation, the feeling of helplessness, and the joy of seeing each other once again, we could feel so many emotions at the same time.

Amidst all these, I never realized when he started approaching me. Just then I saw someone calling him. A Women!. He stopped. He retraced his steps. 

Reality dawned upon me. He is no longer mine. He has moved on. So did I. Even though we promised not to. I looked at my husband who was standing among the crowd, searching for me. I turned back for a last glance before I could return to my world, a world without him, but couldn't find him. Maybe he left. Maybe he was going through the same emotions as me. I would never know. I think it's better this way.

It's been 8 long years. I belonged to someone else now. So did he. Two lovers, united by love divided by CASTE.