So when I started speaking out people found me annoying,stupid, but some people befriended me for the way I am. And as i dreamt, my friends circle increased in size.
People hated me for being true,natural, not behaving in their" line of control" as they define it. I didn't care much, even if i did what good is that gonna do to me?
No wonder i was thrown by many, just because I didn't act the way they wanted me to. It's fine, my dear one says "no one wants to take the risk of understanding you", right!
Life is someone's personal journey, no one has a map for it,you go the way you want to and live the way you want to,advise is a suggestion, take it or leave it no one cares, cautions are important, never leave it, but still there is nothing as impossible,even if it's impossible,why care about that.
I on the other hand started spreading love, my friends loved me for what i was, yes,i had my dream come true, there were persons who would pick me up and say "You are doing just fine".
The above contexts were boring until I saw her for the first time,even my crush was not my idea, people said "I know you have crush on her", eventually I had too. By the time she was not in a mood for the relationship,even though I didn't ask her out or propose..... Wait..... I have never spoken a word with her then,I suppose that's not a big deal, life faded when I had to go to a residential school far away,Not too far, but far from my hometown.
Every time I thought of them I smiled. "those idiots still put a smile On My face though" i said to myself.
What else???
My first love???
Ya, a very confident, independent girl,, a mutually proposed love, in relationship around 3 years and all i was given was regret then. She might have thought " how would i be with this abnormal lazy idiot who speak like he doesn't give a shit about what i do"., yeah she was right though i was too lazy to be committed in the relationship. We still had those eye contacts, smiles, fights, expectation- disappointment(she had those, i never did), and one day,, I was unbound, fell outta strings, and all i had was the one whom I lost. My second love.
