My Stories

11th Dec. 2017 He says he loves me a lot. But it’s not that I haven’t felt it. I know he does. Words I speak to him never express that I also love him. But it’s not that I don’t. I happen to over think and imagine the days to come when we won’t be together. I imagine situations that will make us apart. I imagine situations that won’t let us continue our talks and meetings. And I end up binding my feelings, holding me back from expressing the actual feeling I feel for him. But it’s not that I don’t want to express. I want to stay open to him, I want to love him freely. I don’t like myself holding me back. I am hating to pretend that I don’t love him.

11th Dec. 2017 I don’t always feel right about things I am doing. Most of the times, things don’t work the way you want them to. But it’s not every time that I feel low when things don’t work well. Whenever I feel any grudge holding me back, whenever I feel like I am not able to fix my problems, I go around and do things I love. I travel to random places, find a spot, sit there for a while and observe people around. Every time I do this, I read people’s faces, their way of doing regular activities, their willingness to achieve something. I observe people showing their love, and I observe reasons that make them smile. That’s the only time when I compare myself to those people. And each time I do so, I only feel superior, I only feel blessed to have the life I am living. I just need some spare hours and a spot to sit any place around., I automatically happen to find peace. I see myself pulling off the situations I have been into. I see...