A Girl I Met in My College Life

 “You don’t meet people by accident some are sent to teach you what love and care truly mean.”

The first time I met her was on February 13, 2024, around 5 PM. She was my senior and also my design head. I was in my 3rd year, and she was in her final year.Our college was conducting an open call for event coordinators for the even semester biggest cultural fest — that’s the day I saw her for the first time.

At that moment, I had no idea that one day she would become one of the most important people in my life.

After she completed college, I moved on to my final year. A few months later, around September, things slowly started to change. 

We both used Snapchat, and we maintained a streak. One day,  I randomly came across her snap — it was something related to design, something we both had in common. She had sent a snap of her opening Adobe Illustrator, and I replied to it. That’s when I found out she had joined her PG in the same college. Months passed, and our conversations were casual — just random talks now and then.

But in December, something changed.

She sent a snap that said:

“All I need is someone like Doraemon who’d just sit beside me and let me cry without asking why.”

I don’t know what made me reply that way, but I just sent:

“Can I be your Doraemon?”

That one simple message changed everything. That’s how our bond truly began.

We are totally opposite in character. I’m possessive, short-tempered, and impatient but she’s calm, patient, and understanding.

I’ve lost many people in my life because of my anger and trust issues. I overthink a lot and often get lost in my own thoughts.

There’s a quote I’ve always believed in:

“No one is too busy. It’s just a matter of priority.”

And she’s the only person who proved this true in my life. She always had a lot of work, yet she still managed to make time for me and my endless rants. She never got bored or irritated listening to me. She gave me her ears, her shoulder, and her time — and every single time, she took away my loneliness.

We fight. She gets angry. But she’s never hated me — and I know she never will.
Most of the time, 95% of the mistakes are mine, and 5% are hers — yet she’s always the one who talks to me first and convinces me, even when it’s my fault.

Sometimes, I really wonder how she manages to handle me so well. We’re not born as siblings, but she cares for me like one. She’s just 7 months and 3 days older than me — exactly 217 days — yet she treats me like her own kid.

Sometimes she pays my bills.
Sometimes she prays for me.
Sometimes she gives advice (which I rarely follow 😅).
Sometimes she’s a teacher, sometimes a friend, sometimes a well-wisher.
She motivates me more than anyone else ever did.

Once, she told me that I saved her life — she said that because of one emotional message I sent her back in December. But honestly, she’s the one who saves me every single day. She’s the reason I smile, stay strong, and keep going.

The way she cares for me — no one ever did before, and no one ever will.

 At the end of the day, she’s my Akka. ❤️

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Why I’m Sharing This

Not everyone will understand your emotions — and that’s okay. Sometimes, one person enters your life and changes everything.

Don’t search for perfect people — look for those who value your feelings. The people who show up during your worst phase and offer a shoulder to lean on — those are the ones who’ll never leave, no matter what happens.

✨ So yeah, this is my first blog.
From today — October 16, 2025 — I’m turning 22, and I’ve decided to start writing.

I’m not just here to tell stories. I’m here to rant, to express, and to share things from my point of view.

Thank you to everyone who reads this and supports me. ❤️
— KS