It was 2011. I met a beautiful young punjabi girl in Mumbai. She was fabulous & full of life. She was a medical student and hot favourite of her class.

I on the other hand was a geek pursuing Chartered accountancy and training with a Big4 firm (i was a proud and a happy intern).

We dated for about 2 months and she got deeply attached to me. She use to share all her daily stories with me profoundly. The attachment was so deep that sometimes we use to plan our after marriage life. It felt wonderful in the start but sooner i realised my feelings were not the same as were hers. Conclusion: i broke up and left her before her mid-term medical exams, in which she failed.

2012 - There was an another beautiful intern who joined our firm. We were in the same team and use to hang out together. After spending about 3–4 months together, we developed feelings for each other and dated for 3 years. With the time, my love faded and i broke up again few months before her CA final papers. She was devastated and couldn’t clear her exams. She had to give 4 attempts before succeeding. I don’t know if i was the reason, but i could be.

2016 - I am a CA, well settled and started preparing for an international qualification. I moved to another company and met another girl. Unfortunately this time it was me who got emotionally attached to a person who was already committed. Although we were very close to each other, she never considered me more than a friend. My feelings were so intense that soon it developed into obsession due to rejection. All i waited was a text from her and reply to my calls. I use to thrive for her attention and it shattered me when i was neglected. I couldn’t bear to see her with her BF.

Today - Now here i am, preparing for my exam tomorrow which is crucial for my career and for which i have been trying for past 2 year to clear it. Still all i can think is someway i can be with her.

I realised how unfair i was to the other 2 girls leaving them right before their crucial time and how they must have dealth with it.

Karma has its own way of teaching.