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    The innocence of love- 4 | Short story

    The innocence of love- 4 | Short story

    Finally, after a long thirst, the rain-drenched. Exams were over, and we all were happy. After the last exam, I directly rushed to her place to talk to her; but hard luck it was locked. I left. That day I called her many times in the evening but still no response. Many thoughts started to dwell in my mind all negative, but still, I tried to console myself to my shock, I received a call from Anamika at 8.30 at night. I have not expected a call at that time from her. hello Anamika, what happened? I asked


    Is that you ask your friend who calls you after a month? She asked in a childish toneOh!1no no Anamika, I didn’t mean that I was too just…“she giggled.” are budhuu, I am kidding” she saidSo shall we meet. Now? I asked in shocked. Yes, why? You little girl your parents will not allow you or what, ?’” she said and again began to laugh.


    Though she was teasing me, I was loving each and every word of her, even her laugh too.after a long time I was seeing her happy and I really didn’t want to spoil that. So finally I agreed and I picked her up from her place and we left for the lakeside, to have a sit and talkWe finally reached there and with her wish we went out from the car and sat on a mattress down on the mud. I witnessed her with a sigh of relaxation. She was still looking at the most beautiful girl I had ever met. I was loving her more and more. We began with the casual talks and landed back to the personal ones.

    ….

    I was in no hurry to her about her decision, but this time she was. She held my hand into hers, her face rested on my shoulders and she began to say,“  abhisekh, you are the best guy I had ever met in my life. The talks we have, the times you made me laugh, the feeling we have for each other, is incomparable, .the way you treat me and respect me, I cannot expect that from any other person.

    That day you told me how much you love and respect me. I thought about that entire reading vacation” I was slowly feeling a few negative thoughts in betweenShe continued“I realized about that, but with much thought in that, I found that love and commitment are two different sorts of things. To be in commitment never always guaranteed love, you can see that in my parents,20 years of marriage, but still no sort of affection between them.

    And similarly, no true love always requires a committed relationship to prove its love. Sometimes certain love stories are always better when left apart from a relation. Their purity remains as it is without getting destroyed   ” when Rajit went from my life, I realized life is not always what we think, and love is not always what comes in a relationship. Time is changing and so are relations, and with you, I don’t want to destroy the relation which we already have.”Saying these words, she embarrassed me in her arms and began to cry.

    ….

    I consoled her, though I myself was filled with tears in my eyes, seeing her cry was not possible for me.“ I understand Anamika, for all those things you said, I will not at all force you on this topic from today, I want you to be happy, that’s the priority, rest if anything can happen we will definitely see.”We tightly hugged each other after that we left for home, and for the 1st time that night, I cried entirely.

    I wasn’t able to stop the only girl from going out of my life. I was feeling guilty. All those good memories were flashing the entire night. The next few days were very hard for me. I made myself totally isolated from the outer world for a few weeks. Day and night my room was the only place to enjoy for me. Even mom and dad were tensed, so they called Tarun and Navin to ask about me. But both of them handled my situation telling that I was just having a relaxation as school is completed. Finally, I came out of my home the day results were declared and we all were passed. My dad hosted a party in that name, and everyone was invited. That day I was a bit relaxed hearing that Anamika passed with very good marks.

    ….


    As a result, came, all got busy searching for good colleges. In my case, dad had already done that thing, thanks to his contacts. So I was just relaxing a bit more. In weeks both Tarun and Navin got admission in college outside Gujarat. Anamika too shifted to Chennai for her college,(I got to know that from Navin). As Tarun and Navin too left from Ahmadabad, the next day I just went online to check my mail. To my surprise, the last one was from Anamika, mailed an hour backThe mail stated: “Abhisekh! I really don’t know why to refuse you, but I know I can’t accept you.

    But still Whenever some1 in any part of the world will ask me, what love is, I will answer in 1 word “Abhisekh my flight is about to leave in an hour. I will cry if I see you, I will feel like a guilty person, so it’s better without thinking about life, we leave it as it is and see what doles out of it” bye take care. “EpilogueThe phone rang, which brought me out of the sweet innocent memories of the life which had passed, and tears felt with a smile on my face. I walked down and left for my office.

    Certain love stories never get completed, they just get purer with time                

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    The last Good-Bye | Short Story

    Prescript: The name of this letter is “The Last Goodbye”, that doesn’t mean we won’t be having any touch after you are gone, but it means that after this I am not going to say goodbye ever, ever and ever again. I am not going this far away from you ever after this, because since last 5 days only I know how I am living these days.


                           The Last Good-Bye


    They say the first day and the last day are always special in everybody’s life, as they begin or end something. And either of these conditions will make you happy or sad or both. In my case, the first day was neither happy nor sad, it was just as usual. It was good. But definitely in a day or two will be the last day, and I don’t know how will I be then. But I hope I will have happy and sad feelings both but both to a higher extent: – A mixed feeling. A feeling of absurdness, a feeling of emptiness, an indefinable feeling. Something which even my words can’t describe. It might witness a smile on my face with my eyes wet. It will see the rarest of facial expression of mine. 

    I don’t cry that easily. People call me stubborn and “Selfish”, but yes I am pretty much sure, that that stubbornness will end in this case. I am sad and will be sad at least for days because certain things are not easily bearable, and neither are easily separable, which have made a deep impact on your soul your heart and more importantly your life in whole.

    ….

    It was just the other day nearly 2 years back when I met you. Nothing unusual happened that day, no special people were meeting neither the atmosphere got filmy, and neither there was love at first sight. I came with our old friend, who made us introduced to each other. When you shook your hand, saying a “Hi ”, I saw that I was talking to a very bold and independent sort of girl, who has got nothing to praise in her looks or body and who was supposedly my classmate and whom I had never noticed in my class. It began and ended the same normal way.

    Things began to build up slowly between us, as I initiated the talks on Facebook as well as on phone. I was pretty much busy flirting and enjoying with other girls that I just began to exchange messages and talks with you rarely. But somehow I don’t realize when this rarely turned out occasionally and that turned out as a daily routine activity. I was beginning to feel good about everything related to you. Whether it was your voice or your sense of humour, both were (and are) exceptionally great.

    A time came when my terms with our common friend became sour, but by then I was in good touch with you {at least from my side, that’s what I think}. We began to talk at times for hours, but you used to get irritated with them as long talks and regular contact with anybody for more than 2 hours is somewhat unbearable for you at that time{* to be precise it’s even now}.

    ….

    Regarding this, we had many arguments, many fights, a lot of time my insult, but I never understood what stopped me to be still there with you. Being very arrogant from the early age and full of attitude {that’s what people say} you could have never expected that I would have still continued to be in your touch. But don’t know which sort of vibes were coming from you that made me ignore each of your acts that were not liked by me.  As time grew, the friendship flourished. It became more of casual than a formality. 

    We laughed to each other talks, began to share the things which were not meant to be known by all. Yes !! it was strange that the meeting each other regularly for two of us was a rarity. Neither of us was interested nor wanted to meet regularly. Yes even though many a time I asked and was declined by you, but that didn’t change my feelings for you. Moving ahead even the meeting began, though for some reasons like an exam or other. But believe me !!  In my view they were fruitful.

    They were better than expected. And even today I rejoice those moments. I will give you the credit that at this point you were the person who bared me. I know who I am, and how I am and so by any means you handled the talks. You either ignore the bad part of me from your mind, and many times you accepted it as a part of me and so didn’t reacted, but you helped to take this friendship further. Life is a race not with a straight ground, but it’s a 200-meter huddle race on a circular ground, and accordingly, we too continued with certain issues with one another, certain fights but in the end, a “good night” from my side always ended with a “bye” from your side.

    As a person I began to adore you, respect you more. A person like you was never ever witnessed by me any-time before. Your thoughts, your humour, your persona, your character all these made me an ardent follower of yours. Any talk with you gave me peace in my heart and smile on my face. Yes !! I know everyone praises you this way, but this is my “GOODBYE” letter, so I will also do.
    By now, a strong feeling for you had already taken place in my heart and you were very well aware of it.

    ….

    But time flew came a big and great decision for your life and harsh decision for me. You decided to fly abroad. It was good, it was great but the small child in my heart was unyielding to this decision that it should not take place. I tried to console myself, tried to make myself believe all the good things that may happen in the future, but the foolish heart was still in the mind frame of the present. And the reality was something very much known but not at all expected.
    By this time, you became my DBMS- database management system. 

    From beginning to end, almost all my secrets (except 2-3, that I told will tell you later), my regular routine, my friends, their secrets, my mood swings, my interests, almost everything was known to you. And it was all good. You know me, very well, even more than I know you. I trust you more than anyone else. What you gave me in my life; 

    ….

    I can’t even imagine even whether anyone else will be ever able to give me. You can’t even imagine that you made me a person of heart, vulnerable to emotions, people’s feelings. But as they say, a special person deserves special things, If ever I was in that state that for me anything would have been possible, you can’t even imagine what all you would have received, just for Being “YOURSELF”.

    …..


    The last days, when you remained busy with packing and stuff, I got a bit numb. I was not crying but neither I was laughing. I tried to live a normal-like, but something in my heart was aching. Whatever you call it, this was my condition. Day by day thinking about you my stubbornness was getting lesser and lesser. I was becoming vulnerable to breaking down at each and every small things or feeling. It was for the 1st time that my eyes got wet at any emotional thing. Any thought of yours made me emotional. Even while writing this it was like I was holding my tears back in my eyes. 

    I avoided staying alone as then the only thing that came was missing you, I always tried to be in a company of 2-3 people. But somehow I was not even able to tell the best of the people’s in my life that what I was feeling and for whom I was feeling. As they say, certain special things are always kept as SECRET, and you know what my SECRET is “YOU”. I don’t know what you have done to me, but believe me, this is the best of me which you have brought of me. A person, a unique sample like you is someone I have never met and after you even I don’t want to meet.

    Finally, in a day or two, whenever you will read this, you will be gone. But you know what will remain.
    It’s the memories, “MEMORIES” The smallest talk for seconds that I had talked with you will remain forever. The long hours of conversation with you will be felt. The comments passed by you will be missed, The time spent with you will be craved. Your laugh, your thoughts, your nature, your character will be remembered. And more importantly, it’s “You” who will be missed more.

    ….


    After this, For whom the short lines, will be written?
    For whom the small poems will be crafted? For whom letters of short stories will be written? Who will have that persona, who can make my eyes wet while writing an “A goodbye letter”?
    I don’t think anybody will.
    Relations based on name splits when the name is withdrawn from them, but the relations based on feelings and respect stays forever with the person irrespective of time and age, they arouse from the soul and stay there forever.
    Whatever in future turns out between us I don’t know and neither you do, 
    But as you said the other day, “There can be no one better than you”.I will agree to it today. There can be no one better than YOU.

    Keep Smiling, You Will be Missed

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    He and She —- Nikhil and Tanya & Questions Unanswered | Life Blog

    We crave for the special one in our life with whom we would have had made our life better and we regret not having that special one. But is it that those who are in a relationship with the someone, whom once they thought is their love are happy and have had the best feel of life and it continues till the end? There are times when people having this bliss cannot take it to a long term commitment. It’s not that their love falls apart or their feeling changes or even they regret of choosing the wrong person. Many times it continues in the desired way but never ends the same way it had begun.  Call it destiny, luck, karma or something unknown but sometimes it never ends the way we want it.


    I met Nikhil and Tanya and realized how cute a love can be, and also what we cannot do something even when everything is good between the two.
    They were odd, they were totally different, and that’s why I think they were together. As the old age, the scientific rule goes “opposites attract”.

    …..

    I knew him from college days, a smile is what defined him. I didn’t know her, but whenever I met her I found her looks and voice was what defined her. Nikhil and Tanya met in B. School, where both of them went to have fun, enjoyment and so-called studies too. Nikhil went there after 4 years of unproductive and unfruitful B.Tech, where the only great thing he did was a break up with a 3-year-old relationship. Tanya, on the other hand, came after completing B.B.A, where she only studied. Both came from different family backgrounds and cultures which had their own restrictions and own limitations.


    The first day when they faced each other, he found her beautiful and charming and she didn’t realize who he was.


    Days began and so began talks. He found her more and more interesting day by day but she didn’t felt the same. Time went on and days passed, they began to know each other better. He began to move towards her whenever possible; entering her group or talking to her wherever she is alone. There is no reason or proof or explanation of why people can fall for each other, and that’s why love is defined in many ways, but it always means the same.

    ….

    Everyday activity turns into a habit, habit leads to addiction. And that was happening in his case too. She was becoming his addiction. He felt good day by day with her and his soul smiled seeing her, which was reflected on his face too. He began to know her better as they became friends and so did he began to love her. Even the entire college noticed his inclination towards her but Tanya was reluctant to even give a thought to the thing that was happening. She had her own reasons for it. But it didn’t take long for him to go to her and tell her what both of them already knew. 

    It sometimes makes the other person feel special when words are used to convey feelings along with expressions and emotions. It adds to the feeling of love. But in this case, Tanya was not ready to feel such feeling. It was neither her mistake nor did his, but she hailed from such a culture where the thought of loving or going ahead in life with someone other than her caste was a total NO. With the incidents that went in her life or family, she was pretty much sure of what will go in the future and she was ready to accept it.

    ….


    By the passing of 1st year, they got extremely close irrespective of her resistance of not moving towards her. Love has its own way of flowing and luckily no restrictions can block its flow. If it has to, it will. They were very much together from there soul, but in this outer world, they were single Not at all committed. The commitment was only a term they avoided in public. But each and everyone around them knew what they were, from the vibes of love which used to get created when both of them used to be together. Many times, Love just happens, irrespective of knowing it will lead nowhere, it actually takes place somewhere and that place is HEART. They blossomed together with time.

    They were like two parts of a single beautiful locket, which looks good only when both parts are joined together. She talked like an idiot box and he was always the audience who listened to this idiot box, even when others got bored. Because he never got bored hearing her, never. It was at the beginning of his feeling for her that was hard and harsh for Nikhil to even live at a distance away or even think a future without Tanya. But with time this torture of thought was transferred from him to her. She is a sheer feeling of emotions once said, “First it was difficult for you to leave me and now it is getting impossible for me to leave you”.

    ….


     He loved her. His life was described by her name. In some form, in some way, he didn’t really know how and why, but he did. He did love her. Every day and at every point of time. That consistency was what made his love different. He cared for her happiness. He remorse her sadness. He felt the very smile she smiled. He actually did. He was unaware of what all needs to be taken care of if you are in love.

    He was unaware of all the rules and regulations to achieve love. But neither he needed to be aware of all that. He felt good to love her and all that was what mattered. There are people who deserve everything in this world. They owe happiness in this world and you are the person, who brings them their desires. They don’t need to have the oblige by asking anything from you, they just need to state and you deliver irrespective of thinking how you are related to them, just with the aim of seeing them happy. Tanya was this to Nikhil.

    ….


    We see in relationships, attitude, ego, inferiority complex and many other issues between two people, which in the beginning are ignored when the feeling is at liking stage, but with time they spoil the relations and then there was this couple who fought, had arguments, and issues too but their love overpowered every other issue. They prioritized each other over those issues, even knowing that this won’t continue till the end. That too was what made their love -DIFFERENT


    Two years were coming to an end, and the intensity of feelings between them was growing day by day. They loved the feeling of love. Colleges ended. Their meetings got rare, as both got busy with their jobs but it got compensated with the night talks, to discuss their day’s activities and their life continued the same way. It has been a year more after college got over. They are still were good with each other. No issues, just love.

    ….


    But they don’t talk to each other anymore. They have stopped discussing their day to day activities with their night talks. Even for any important work, they avoid calling each other. They didn’t fight, neither any other issues with each other but still they just stopped interaction with each other. They realized the time or the phase which they wanted should never exist actually has arrived.

    The age of getting married was what arrived and so their respective families have started searching for a suitable partner for them. They would have continued talking or being in contact but it would have hurt them more leaving each other at the last moment, so they began to prepare themselves a life without each other. Both are living their professional life and spending the result of the time with their own self and their friends.

    ….


    I met Nikhil some days back and found he was smiling, as usual, he used to. I had talk to Tanya and she is still the same chirpy talking idiot box. You never realize or mostly they never make you realize what all are they going through. I think that’s what at-least their love has taught them. To Accept
    Nothing went wrong between them. Then why? Why did this happen to them? Why two pure souls, made for each other still never lived with each other? Why love is not sufficient for two persons to be together? Why people don’t understand that in this selfish world, where it is nearly impossible to move our attention from ourselves, and yet we find people who shed their soul out for ourselves?


    Sometimes, we avoid that love under friendship and sometimes under lack of emotions, but even after we accept it, sometimes it’s the fate which comes into the picture.


    I don’t deny the fate, destiny or karma or luck, but still, I prefer true feelings of love ahead of them.  Two pure souls being together is the epitome of life and happiness. Nothing comes ahead of it.
    In life, irrespective of all the hurting, the aches, the problems, the pity issues, love was, love is and will always be bliss.


    Love should not end the way it is destined to be instead it should move the way it is meant to be. Their love story ended but ending their love was something not possible. Love Bestowed them with Love, Life bestowed them with FATE. They were made to love each other, though they were not made for each other.

    …..



    They were so very different just to be same in that way and so was their LOVE….                                                                  ——-@ Ramta Jogi

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    In our life, it is always our closed friends who can define and explain us in a way better than us.

    This is a story of Samar and Ananya from their friends perspective.


    We never know if we really are with the one we are destined to be with for life. Even years of togetherness can’t assure us of this. But life goes on with a hope that the person you are with, is the one who is meant to be with you forever.

    When the journey comes to an end, it gives us a minute of satisfaction, but years of longing at the same time. Reinstating our faith in the fact that the journey was more beautiful than the destination. It was an illusion which we perceived as being within our reach. But once there, we look back at the journey and feel that we should never have reached! We were happier, content, hopeful and joyful during the journey. It is the ambiguity of love which is its essence, and it is what keeps it going!

    Love strikes in everyone’s life, but sometimes, the after-marks that it brings with it are the ones it leaves us with. They remind us of the time we spent with our loved ones; they are the doorways to the dream that we once lived. It puts a smile on our face and a drop of moisture in the eyes.

    Samar and Ananya

    were no different. “You meet them once, and you’ll fall in love with them,” said everyone who knew them. Friends, close friends, colleagues, family and all those who were associated with Samar knew his love for her. It wasn’t a love of a different kind, it was the same old love that we know. He was the typical one-woman-man we’ve seen in the movies, cliched to the very core! Maybe it was the cliche part that made it much more special and unique, difficult to find in today’s day and age.


    “Samar was nothing more than the usual guy. I have known him since childhood. Average height, average looks, and good in studies. Great at mocking people, loved reading and writing. He was a fun-loving person. The relationship was something that was beyond his understanding or maybe he was beyond girls’ understanding! He liked everyone in his life but loved only one; Ananya.”

                                           –Naven Jacob (Samar’s best friend since childhood)

    “I have known Ananya for the past 8 years. She has been my best friend since high school. She was the reason I had fights with my other best friends in school because somehow I know she loved me more than anyone else. Ananya was a mess. A fat, chubby girl who knew only knew the language of sarcasm, never drove a two-wheeler, who loved watching “Big Boss” lying on a sofa, eating tomato ketchup directly from the sachet and who went for movies just to eat the junk food available there. At one point she even had braces fitted on her teeth. She was a total tomboy or perhaps a man fitted in a girl’s body. I never understood why Samar loved her so much. Though she was too cute to be ignored. She knew that samar loved her and so somehow she respected that feeling. But from her end, there was nothing of that sort.”

                                                                     -Avni Shah (Ananya’s best friend)

    “He loved her in the most obvious way. The way a person loves himself; without any reason but to the core”

                                                        -Mohit (Samar’s closest friend from college)

    “I have never seen or met her. I don’t know her personally, but Samar made me love her! When you talk to Samar, it was always Ananya in his words!”

                                                                     –Ramya Kapoor (Samar’s friend)

    “I always wanted something to happen between them, not for Samar, but for me, because Ananya was such a great company to be with. Laughter and sarcasm were in her. Totally a person you’ll love to talk to. What I was asking for was magic. But seeing his love for her, I wish it happened.”

                                                                    -Vineet Shah (Samar’s close friend)

    “I scored low in exams and was crying. Ananya was abroad and got tensed and called Samar asking him to rush urgently to my house and look after me. Without giving it a second thought he came to my place with ice cream and stayed with me till evening. It was later that me and Ananya realised that he had scored fewer marks than me but as it was her order, Samar ignored his personal issues like every time. I loved the love he had for her”

                                –Avni Shah (Ananya’s best friend)

    “I seriously wondered and was shocked when the guy who hated tech devices, suddenly got a smartphone. Just because she was going abroad and wanted him to buy one so that they could be in regular touch. He was mad for her”

        –Ridhima gupta (Samar’s close friend)

    “He used to become Ananya when she was not with me. He never made me miss her. The day she left me and went abroad for studies, I cried a lot but he became her for many days. But the day he left me, I cried even more. Not because now I would miss him more, but because now I will miss both of them”

                                            -Avni Shah (Ananya’s best friend)

    “Every draft of his writing was first sent to her and then to others. Her opinion was his decision. He always wanted to write a love story. He tried but wasn’t successful.  But in writing what he missed to realize was that he didn’t need to do anything. He had love and she was his story.”

                                        -Ridhima gupta (Samar’s close friend)

    “His talks always began with what she said, whether it was related to her or not. It was always 3 people when I talked to him. Me, him and her.”

    -Vineet Shah (Samar’s close friend)

    “I loved one thing especially that the guy whose love interest and crush changed every 3 weeks, was the one who waited for her for 3 years. I was surprised when I heard about her. She changed him totally. I felt that this time it was real, was genuine and was worth waiting for, not from his words, but from his eyes when he spoke about her.”

    -Ziyad Sheikh (Samar’s Childhood friend from the same society)

     “His phone had his own contacts but his phone gallery belonged to her. You see it and you feel that it was her phone.”

    -Ridhima gupta (Samar’s close friend)

    “I don’t know why, but I always told him to leave her and move ahead. I was the one who introduced Samar and Ananya. They were very much the same in personality and I loved them. But maybe I never found love in her for him and what he was doing was just burdening her with guilt.”

    -Diksha Patel (Ananya’s friend)

    “Everyone who knew them loved them. The only fear I had was what if nothing went the way he wanted because I always saw the love but no love story.”

    -Vineet Shah (Samar’s close friend)

    “They were too open with each other. May be couples do not have such a clear relationship which they had.”         

    -Ridhima gupta (Samar’s close friend)

     “Had they ended up being together, it would have restored my faith in love”

                 -Arnab Rajeev (Samar’s close friend from classes)

    “They aren’t separated, they never were. Also They aren’t together, they never were. They still belong to the same old world of theirs, stuck in time, in their world of love and happiness.”

                         -Ridhima gupta (Samar s close friend)

    “I have known Samar for the past two years. He appears to be a fun-loving kind of a character. But he does not have a heart. Instead, he has a hard shell that hides a time span of about 4-5 years within. One has to be persistent and patient enough while dealing with this guy. Only when he starts to trust you (which will take a lot of time), will he let you in and allow you to sneak into that shell. I have never met Ananya, never talked to her, in fact, I don’t know if this is her real name! But I do not want to meet her. Because the perception of her that Samar has set in my mind is of a girl who is so perfect in every aspect, I fear that the real Ananya might not live up to that perception.”

    -Raman (Samar’s college friend)

    “Today, she has gone to a different country and has her own life with her newly founded love and Samar is living in his world of words. They do not have any contact with each other, I still seriously feel that somewhere just the narration has ended but not the story. It is still incomplete. And as much as I know Samar, he will never complete it. It lies here”

    -Vineet Shah (Samar’s close friend)

     “He says he lost someone special. My friends say I lost a guy worth dying for, someone very important and close. He feels that after all the things that happened in our lives, it was only he who suffered. What he does not realize is that in going to a different country and luckily meeting another guy, what I actually lost is a special person who was very important to me and that is Samar.”

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    “You pass years with me and on a random Sunday walk by the roadside you see love flourishing between a couple in a way you have not seen.”

    On the similar lines, comes the next blog titled,

    “The Last option”.

    Beginning

    In this always-changing scenario, even love has lost its piousness and understanding. It has moved away from having love and living it, to achieving it that too at a priority.

    Priorities always give a feeling of confidence. To be treated at priority boosts self-confidence and ego. To be an object of someone’s love or desire gives an edge over the others. And so even in case of trying to get love, everyone; loves to be loved at first rather than waiting with patience for having it with time. To be the first choice; first attention or someone’s first love is something that becomes more important than the person whose attention is supposed to be craved.

    Love takes place in confusion and gets lost in maturity. We meet people, like them, date them, love them, and get committed. Slowly with time and the issues of life and love, we move out of them. Love withers. We move and make new memories, prepare ourselves to love someone again. The cycle of love thus continues.

    Middle

    Maybe, I am not comfortable with the moving on thing. I am not ok being the “first-person”; with the idea of loving again and again or getting accepted and rejected and continuing this vicious circle of love. Maybe what I want is to be happy and be with someone who feels happy with me. But this happiness should not be for a particular time period, it should be as long as our existence prevails.

    I want to be in an aura of love where emotions and feeling exists; where love is valued and felt and should not come only as a part and parcel that is attached to a relationship tag. Also, I don’t want to be someone who is tried and tested and if found a better one, is refused or rejected. I would love to bend in love but not be a changed and different person in love. I and ready to be the last option in the life of the relation I will have in my life.

    To the ones who may enter to my life,

    “Let me be the last option of your life; be the one whom you consider and choose to be with after experiencing the different shades of love. Let me be the one who concludes your beginning, who finishes your search and who completes you. The one to whom you seek redemption, peace and relaxation; when you realize you do not want to search anymore and you want to not just try but get settled down with.

    There is a reason and a rationale behind this thought. Because somewhere deep inside me, I don’t want to be the first person, anyone come and resort to for help. Nor the first one whom you think of when you want to laugh when you want to share your sorrows; when you want some help or even when you think of settling down.

    We as humans are greedy by nature. Always crave for more and better when we get something. We accept it for the time being and hope for a better version of it. And so, if and when you settle with me first, you have not seen the world, you have not seen the cruelty; the rudeness and the harshness of the society. Also, you have not seen the extent to which you can be loved and understood; what type of people you can be compatible with and what type of experiences you can have in your relationship. We met each other and fell in love, what love you received or saw was what I delivered and that you considered as of paramount level.

    Conclusion

    You pass years with me and on a random Sunday walk by the roadside you see love flourishing between couples in a way you have not seen. On your journey of life, you will meet and see friends, lovers, families all there happily enjoying love in a unique way which you have never seen and you will feel regret thinking that you could have got this, only if you would have not settled with me at first in your life.

    I don’t want to be that regret also I don’t want myself be the pity, you feel for yourself and don’t want the reason for your not being exposed to the world, to the types of relations, to the different love and sufferings. I want you to go outlive the life you wish to live, with others. Share the moments with others, pass the time, share a trust and experience everything. And in this experience, feel the love you want to have. And then if you will realize and find that life you want to get settled with, from someone else; be happy to go there.

    End

    But in case you find me somewhere on the path and feel that it is me the one who can be with you for seasons to come; I will be waiting. Because now you might have had understood my importance and it is very much possible that you will not leave me. You will stick to the thick and thin of life. You might ignore the small petty issues because you might no longer give them or treat them as something of great importance.

    Fights will be a part of the particular day and will not be extended to the whole life, arguments done in an hour will be treated and cured instead of continuously nagging on them. Now you will not compare me with anyone. You might avoid thinking of better or worse and somehow now with your whole heart and mind and with genuine love you will end up with this last option as the best option and first option of your upcoming beautiful life.”

    Sincerely Yours,

    The Last Option


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