True Love

THIS IS MY LOVE STORY : 2

BEFORE HE HAPPENED :

A story becomes more interesting and feels more close to us when we writers don’t hold anything back. Holding back something not only makes the story superficial but it feels like filmy not like the actual shit that happens in real.

My life never has any third person in it ever. It is always me , Me and ME ! Truth to told am a mess actually, and in this self created mess I am so engrossed that I hardly get time to think about anything else, you see now also am thinking about my love only .

Alas! Something never changes.

But back at then things were more different from now, coming to me I am a very fun loving and the kind of girl who will choose rather to die than sitting at one place more than 2 minutes and doing nothing. Life was easy too. I don’t remember a time where I was concerned for studies, people etc etc. Having the capability to grasp everything quickly, I never was concerned for good marks. Well it may sound like am boasting but there is also a truth that course of study were less and easy then.

And people, I had a gang of crazy people like me and together we were just..... well it is hard to describe in words. Sometimes I really do miss me, how I was used to be then and what I turned into. Now-a days nothing seems right and I end upon finding reasons for everything.

People say am beautiful. Well if not all but majority. But truth to be told I never found myself beautiful to that level how people exclaim. When all things add up I do know I gain people’s attention. I won’t say I don’t care about these attentions, I do care. If  not fully but a little bit for sure.

But then nothing can be more thrilling and exciting than getting the attention of those whose attention you secretly seek. When you get that you feel more happy, more beautiful and best at everything you do. Well that was actually the case before he happened !

I was happy, happy in my own bubble of happiness, until he came and brutally blast it with his ohh so not interested attitude. Sometimes I wonder is it his this attitude that pulled me towards him like a magnet?

Cause am not the type of girl who is interested on making a boy friend and talk some utterly nonsense, useless shits. Even now too, come to me with red roses and some cheesy filmy lines , I swear either I will run away from that scene or take the juice of those roses and make you drink it. This is how actually I am. And did I mention it before that I love myself a lot.

But then I don’t exactly know what I want form him? Yaa I do like him, in fact a lot. Everything about him. I love the way he talks, love the way he listen everything calmly, love the way he solves every problem so simply. And mostly the way he respects everything. Truth to be told he is everything that I am not. I am impulsive, I judge people in a second, my mood keeps on changing like seconds in a hour. And here I do the most unexpected thing that I fell for him.

 It is not that am not happy now, or sad cause I never get the attention. I am happy but a different type. A type of happiness that comes from him. a type of happiness that I save every day.

Isn’t it funny that we all watch films, even most of the times we behave as if we are some damsel in distress and waiting for our prince charming to come and save us. But in all these we really forget to mark the difference between the reel and real. Where in reel everything is happening in front of the female protagonist ,even we do become sure that its love but she choose to be blind eye to everything and in the last, in a do or die situation realizes that she actually loves the hero.

But in real life, a little shit happens and we jump upon the conclusion that  Yaa! Finally we are in love.  With time everything turns off, and it become clear what is love and what is just an infatuation. Is this feeling of mine is just infatuation? Well my bestie says it is. But am not ready to believe it. Even thinking that it might be a infatuation and with time it will fade away gives me a sad feeling. I want to hold into it as long as I can. I am not forcing anyone. What I want is to live in that feelings of mine as much as I can. But then if it turn out to be a fake one, won’t it pain much in future?

Well I can guess what a picture I am creating of mine in front of you all. But that is actually what I am, with so much flaws, so much confusion but with a zeal to go through any of it what life put in my way.

And this is actually what keep me going with this hopeless love story of mine.

Yes ! I do have a confused Love story and It is My Love Story !