Shot.12 - Onsar

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"You guys know me and the past I hold, but for her, it doesn't matter much" I know it's not just words that she once told me but that was the silent promise that she provided me.

I Am Dr.Armaan Malik. Girls do find it irresistible and charming to be with me, at one point in time I was super proud of the fact. I even used to show off. But since the time My Basket walked into my life, she made me feel that I was wrong. It was nothing to be proud of, what should i be proud of was should be My nature, my respect for others, and the way I meet and greet people.

Once I was simply pissing her off to the core, When she asked me the simplest of questions. "Armaan Why do you keep saying such rude words to me when you never mean any of it." At that time we were enemies, but those words kept haunting me for a few days as I grew silent toward everyone.

As time passed I kept loving her smallest of gestures, expressions, or the way she spoke with me or with others. I was falling in love once again. You may ask me why I say so.

In the past, I was in love When the girl ditched me as I decided to refuse My Dad's Wealth. I hold the belief that "Love Stays When trust doesn't waver" So eventually we broke apart as she didn't trust me to provide her Good life.

Today when I look at My Basket, She seems to be a keeper. And She is the Keeper for real. She was the one who tried to break into my walls, Finding the real me that i keep under numerous folds of my character rather than Holding on to what I put on display.

And When I say 'Its Onsra' Then I Mean It for actual. She Is my Last love, I Am loving Someone For the Last time. This time for a lifetime.

Looking back What I Recall calling myself super lucky To have Meet My Basket.

Today she is proving me right eventually.

Wanna Know How...?? By celebrating our 50th Anniversary together holding each other the same as we hold on just the very first day after confession.

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