A Walk with Her!

He seemed like the perfect guy minus the adjectives which she had for him plus the few flaws. She thought to herself, If giving him a chance would make her happy then why not do something which would make herself happy? Irrespective of the fact that she would be hurt in the long run! No one wants to get hurt not when they already know what it feels like and she was no exception to the rule. Maybe as her friends said she was just grieving over the possible outcomes in the future and just not giving her present a chance! After all, he did make her happy! Wasn't that all that mattered? Why did he seem to matter? Why did she feel the need to share everything with him? Why did she feel the need to be with him. She had a beautiful present, a wonderful future or so she thinks. He just came and threw everything out of perspective for her. She wanted to think with her heart but thought it best to think with her mind. She wishes that everything was not that tough. She wishes everything was a bed of roses minus the thorns. If only wishes were like airplanes in the night sky! 

A Walk with Her!

Have you ever fallen in love the "Head over Heels" manner with someone? It's difficult to explain the feeling until we really do experience it. For each one of us it's different. For her it was too. She found her's to be extremely weird. She always knew the heel of Achiles was her heart. But this time her mind was seriously not functioning properly. All she knew was that little things would always continue to make her happy, be it listening to someone share what they did and did not do during the entire course of the day even though it was only 9 in the morning. Smiling at herself realising the person did expect her to listen and reciprocate. And grinning realising someone was not giving her space to talk and that she did not mind it one bit. "How weird?" was all that could cross her mind. She wondered whether it was just another easy fling for him or just another conquest he could add to his hat a few years down the lane or maybe he was interested in her girlfriends or maybe just maybe he was interested in just her. The But's and the Maybe's and the If's and the Um's filled up her mind. She knew she was nearing the end of the cliff. And she also realised if she fell off the cliff which she most probably would, she would never know if he would be there to catch her at the bottom.
Life's so unpredictable. But it seems fun till the Hurt-a-thon begins.  

Weirdness!

I've been an introvert most of my life. It's more of a trying to be wary type of introvert. And to get some of the nicest people and to befriend them in just 17 days is not a feat. It's the fact that we became close to the point that it hurt to know that we may never see the likes of each other ever again. Whoever thought 17 days of being together would culminate in this. The names we formed for each other, the way we pulled each other's legs. The new form's of communication we developed- the incomplete sentences and the completion of the incomplete sentences. The way we understood each other, the bond we formed. Nothing seems to even come close to the fact that all these things actually happen in the corporate world. Or maybe, just maybe all of us as people were really nice at heart. It's become something we can't live without yet something we must learn to live without. If 17 days were so much fun, I wonder if each of us had not switched into our respective processes whether we would have become more close minus the fight for the fittest or we would have grown farther apart plus the fight for the fittest. And just as if to prove that we were all meant to be together, all the processes now run under one Tech Park. It's funnily weird, how random things in Life can make a big difference to the small things which run our lives each day.

A Walk with Her!

Has it ever just taken a second to turn something around. Probably a cover up for a lie, something which would brighten up someone's day? It was the same with her. It took her more than a few seconds to trust this person and it takes every alternate second to doubt the person. If only she could form a stable opinion. Could she ever? Would she ever? Her mind always thought in the sanest possible way but her heart. It was always her "Heel of Achiles" and forever would be.
She hated this person from the very core of her heart. But something strummed on her heart and it echoed out saying, "Let go and You will never know!" She didn't know when she did let go but her mind had already started losing the battle. And she really doesn't know! She wonders whether she can hold on. It is evident somethings make her happy and she can't stop talking about it. But it scares her no end to know that she would be proved totally wrong. Would she be proved wrong all over again?
The flutter is obvious, the skip of a heart beat is even more obvious, the glow is the most obvious! She's used to getting hurt by now but does she want to get hurt again. Would she be able to take it all over again? Does she want to give it a try all over again? Oh Boy, aren't we in for a hell lot of fun?