In everyone's life there are some people who have a great impact in
their life...in my life there is one such person whose one look or even a
faint smile brings a fifty mm smile on my face.He is the one who always
reminds me of love.Even when i think of him there is a little pain
inside but still i would like to cherish those cute memories in my
heart...even though i know in reality he does not know that i exist but
still i choose to keep him in my heart because love is not always about
having the person love you back.Everything started when i was in my
teens he was a year older than me and we at that time went to the same
church...it was not love at first sight because neither did i feel
anything special nor did i hear any filmy songs playing as the
backgronud score like in movies when i first set my eyes on him.Slowly i
started noticing him...his interest to come to church and to sit for
sunday school really amazed me because i never liked the idea of going
to church at that time. He is goodlooking and i found him very cute.My
stupid mind at that time thought he too was interested in me but now i
realise how foolish i was to have such thinking.... how can a handsome
goodlooking and popular guy like him think or even bother to look at
me.I am a fatso and from the time i remember i have always been plum and
dreaded going to the dress shops to buy a dress because i coludn find
anything that could fit me in.Almost two to three years passed.... my
love or attraction for him grew.We used to meet by chance at the
library,bus stops or in the most unexpected places.But everything did
not go so happily... i started going to another church and i finally
stopped seeing him.At that time I thought maybe i will not meet him
again.But that was not it we again met a couple of times but all the
while it was just me seeing him...he as usual either didnt see me or
didnt recognize me.Time flew by i started my college and went to another
state for studies.It was a course for four years during the first three
years of my studies i hardly saw him but i,like a ritual would always
update myself about the news about him by constantly visiting his
profiles in social networking sites.Alas!i am so pathetic.It was the
final year of my course and like a twist in te tale he joined my college
for his post graduation studies i was thrilled thought God was giving
me a second chance in love.But i must say the higher the hopes even
deeper will our remorse and depression become.In college i just saw him
only about ten times now its my last days in college i will be leaving
in a couple of weeks i dont know where my life is going to take me i
dont think he will ever know what i feel about him.
It hurts to
love someone and not to be loved in return.But what hurts the most is to
love someone and never have the courage to let the person how you
feel.Of all pains,the greatest pain is to love,and to love in vain.
- THE END -
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