![]() I was sleepy but her choky voice woke me up. We could have found a solution together but no, she found a new guy for herself instead and decided to walk back right in when her new relationship turned sour. She blame me for the break up!! Apparently, I was never there for her and she found this time of the year convenient to tell me this. Time's important and whenever I go back to my room to kill it, the train of thoughts follow. Oh yes, the bollywood movies are a good influence! And No, it doesn't get better than that. The girls in my friends' circle won't introduce me saying, "You are a bad boy and will be a bad influence". the available girls, I don't know them yet. The good ones are taken, the other good ones are, lets' say, not available. It was a few months after the so called break up that I finally thought it was time and told myself, "hey! I'm single" but then again looking at the girls in my college, IIT Delhi, I didn't have much of a choice. On a great weekend, a guy or two or less from each hostel would score some dates with real Delhi University (DU) girls while the rest have imaginary DU girlfriends in their laptops. By the way, if you are a girl and wants to get serious, find an IITian. The ignorant virgins and their talks about how they would and could but choose not to and the guys who pay to satisfy their urges is one hell of a bunch to kill time on weekends. Staying in the metro city could be hard when you don't step out of your room and for a guy who doesn't drink or smoke and naturally who doesn't party much, I end up spending my weekends with the single guys in my hostel which is mostly and sadly all of them. It's like magic! The only difference being the fact that I'm on the receiving end and not the viewer enjoying every minute of the trickery nature played upon me. ![]() Her facebook updates with her new guy was beyond what words could describe. It was painful to think of her in someone else's arm. Anyways, she was happy with someone else and no, unlike the movies, I wasn't happy for her. Life's an experience and it has given us so much and yet we curse along as we move on. I stuck around until the minute she was proposed which I knew was coming and was coming soon. There was hope and hope is a good thing, they say. I knew it was time to move on but i didn't want to lose her. I thought i tried but time's a tricky thing and her phone was almost and always busy in the middle of the night. The thought of betrayal, the thought of being cheated, the rumours and the lies that follows, it's an ugly sight. Long distance relationship can turn sour and when it does, tattoooh boy, be glad you aren't there. We were awesome together in each others' wonderland.ĭistance. Everything came around naturally and for the first time I understood the meaning 'made for each other'. We were great friends and we become more than friends over time. ![]() Looking back, she was like my first video game. I wonder if she knew I'm not her boy toy anymore. ![]() it was only a few minutes ago i was flirting with another girl over the phone on my hostel terrace when she called. She just comes back around after all these months with a guilty conscious seeking to start afresh! I could only imagine looking into her eyes with tears and in pain. She dumped and left me high & dry as she walked out that door. Happy for me?!! I thought in my sleepy head. "Ningning, I'm happy for you" she said choking in her voice over the phone at 3:24am in the morning.
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