PROLOGUE

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"Love does not begin and end the way we seem to think it does. Love is a battle, love is a war; love is a growing up.", a famous defination of love by James Baldwin. I never believed that. How can love be a battle or war or a growing up. Its just a feeling we get return of and sometimes we don't. Nothing more. I used to think if I fell in love with a person I will tell him. And if he doesn't returns me the same I will stop loving him.

My thoughts about love were straight until he came. Until he taught me what is love. Until he made me fall in love with him or fall in love with his way of loving me. Until he told me that love cant be stopped. He claimed me as his. I never deserved him. I was not even good and he was best.

Out of blue, he came into my life for just three years and taught me everything, made me feel the most lucky girl. But just in three years, he gave a drastic turn to my life. He made it upside down. Other than love, he taught me strength, compassion and the real meaning of life.

I was the girl with lack of confidence, lack of self love and full of self doubts. He came and changed everything. I was incomplete and he completed me.

But now I am just a empty soul.
He was the angel. My angel.

"Ohde raha vich akhiyaan bichawa
Je kadi mera yaar mil jaaye"

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