Some of us are lead to believe that we have this certain destiny and then it just gets snatched away.. some of us are meant to suffer. But we have to stay alive because we have to see how the story ends.
Today is one of those moments which had introduced me to this blogging paradigm some two years back. My busy schedule gave me little time to ponder upon the wounds I had gathered on my way and had started making me believe that time has healed them all..but a day off just blew away that myth like a castle of cards.
Someone asked me if I would ever fall in love with a girl like that. And my instant reply was a big no. And then I asked the same question to myself to get an honest answer to that…would I or would I not?
I was watching the clips from a movie called 50 First Dates..a movie which I have watched a zillions times before. Till 2 years back, I used to watch this movie every now and then. But then someone held my hand and helped me come out of the utopia I had created. I must accept that very few persons could have made me face the reality in a way better than this. I stumbled and flubbed on my way..I wanted to give up and get back to where the journey had started. But she guided me and kept boasting my moral..she never let me traverse back the distance I had covered..
It’s been almost 2years now..may be a few days less than that. I have sulked, I have cried, I have tried to finish myself off…and in the process I have crossed a few milestones but I’m yet to reach the zenith. Now I don’t want to get back to the starting point..no not because I don’t want to but because I don’t have the courage to take the pain of travelling on the same path again..I thank her for that..I thank her once again.
Today is one of those moments which had introduced me to this blogging paradigm some two years back. My busy schedule gave me little time to ponder upon the wounds I had gathered on my way and had started making me believe that time has healed them all..but a day off just blew away that myth like a castle of cards.
Someone asked me if I would ever fall in love with a girl like that. And my instant reply was a big no. And then I asked the same question to myself to get an honest answer to that…would I or would I not?
I was watching the clips from a movie called 50 First Dates..a movie which I have watched a zillions times before. Till 2 years back, I used to watch this movie every now and then. But then someone held my hand and helped me come out of the utopia I had created. I must accept that very few persons could have made me face the reality in a way better than this. I stumbled and flubbed on my way..I wanted to give up and get back to where the journey had started. But she guided me and kept boasting my moral..she never let me traverse back the distance I had covered..
It’s been almost 2years now..may be a few days less than that. I have sulked, I have cried, I have tried to finish myself off…and in the process I have crossed a few milestones but I’m yet to reach the zenith. Now I don’t want to get back to the starting point..no not because I don’t want to but because I don’t have the courage to take the pain of travelling on the same path again..I thank her for that..I thank her once again.
I’m growing up..or should I say that I have grown over it. So, will I ever fall in love? May be NOOOOOOOO..at least that is what I want to believe.
