It was fourteen years ago when both of us were young and stupid, we met. She never had a boyfriend after the first one and I was on the constant urge of jumping from one human soul to other like a monkey on its peak adolescence. She never bothered me at first except the fact that the time I met her I was with someone else who was much less attractive both mentally and physically and we didn’t even clicked. The only reason we were together was because of our common choice of the coffee house we dwelled in. And this girl I meet has a lot of interest that drags me to her but whatever big of a jerk I was I never even once got involved with two people at a single time. Maybe Number was once what I used to brag about back then but this is the only fact right now that I feel proud of, of my entire dating history.(well that and a couple of people I met here and there along the way) When we first started talking, it felt like destiny was meant to be. We not only shared hobbi...
I was wrong that day and the biggest mistake I made was thinking it to be a regular day. It was a regular day in the sense that there were no special markings on the wall calendar but it was seriously something more than normal for me to flirt with someone after a long gap of many months. My recent break-up, which was a couple of months back had left me with no intention to be involved again in this agonizing game of heart make and heart breaks but seeing this girl for the first time had a different feeling. It was a reflex that I started talking with her and it was a reflex that simple texts lead to serious conversations and there were ingredients of flirt in every bite of the dish. Had the leisure lasted a bit longer, I would've taken things way down but life had different plans. That was what happened that day and it ended up for good. You can't write this stuff. It's more beautiful when it's unexpected and that was something that happened the following day. I was...
A minute autumn bridge was welcomed onto the main passage with the open doors as an invitation to house warming. The guests were first welcomed by the burning of the fire place and the dog let out a sneeze as if sensing something horrible was going to happen. The blowing wind felt like a light drizzle in many parts of the heart. Coconuts fell in its adolescence and birds chipping away felt a heavy grief bestowed upon them as their nests with the little one’s in the egg got swiped right up the branch and down in the big rock, that crumbled the life growing inside them. Some people far away from all of these who lived their own life enjoyed the day with a warm cup of coffee and a book by their side posting their pictures on instagram captioned as “Such a romantic weather. #Coffee #Books #Instagram #RomanticWeather” Such a great time to be alive, an age of huge contradictions, where arguments are won over a bit of tears, where an innocent logic is buried alive by the raised voice, howe...
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