That night, I was happy, cheerful, my usual self….bubbling around with friends when a conversation popped up, about what had ended (not in one of the better ways that it could have) years ago…I had always believed that I being the strong self, fighting the world single handedly and still bearing a smile on my face, had moved on long time ago. I did have crushes thereafter, li'l flirtatious rendezvous with many more and all that made me believe that life was just fine..what I had let behind was for good and for the good :)
But how a little conversation could have upset me to an extent that I, who had not shed tears in years, even when I had seen the worst, would not be able to stop them for days together!! I would not even call it a conversation, just a piece of gossip from my friend… and with that what hit me was…"He might not happy!" I cried for him, prayed for his happiness…just hoping what I thought was doubt of my mind.
The night went by…morning came up with so many questions tickling my brain. Why did this happen to me? Had I really moved on? Why was I thinking about it at all? Why did it disturb me so much? Was I really as strong as people thought of me? Could I feel the same for someone else??And the biggest of it all… Could 'Love' ever happen to me again??
5 comments:
ohhhh honeyyy!!
So what conclusion did you reach ??
Well maybe these blogs would help me finding an answer Shrutts!!
Don't worry baby Honda is back ��
yes you can sweety...and you are strong enough to fight it :)
Finally ..OMG..finally i m through..feeling nice..coudnt get through while looking u on FB..but got a glimpse out here..nice blogs b t w :-\
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