to err is so me...

Last year I had started typing a piece but did not eventually post it. It was saved in my drafts all these days. I just deleted it. It was called MY EXTREMELY SUAVE GOOD LOOKING FRIEND FROM PARK STREET. The blog was supposed to be a dig at this really good friend I started to like. Well love would be a more appropriate word I guess and the feeling can be pretty confusing when you are feeling it for the very first time. And I had been no exception. I did silly things in "love"...things I should not have done...things I was not supposed to do...things I never expected I would ever do. But of course, life is not a pretty Bollywood movie. My writing this blog just testifies how pathetically failed in love I am. My friend and I, we do not talk much now...we haven't talked for a while now. It would sound strange, but the not talking part has actually helped me get over him and get back to myself.


Looking back, I feel I had totally changed myself for him (most of the changes have been good, though). I think I was trying to make myself suitable for him. Now, that is not something I advocate. I remember, how I used to tell my friends that love is a stupid thing and now I find myself being stupid in love. All I have to say is that some people are not lucky enough to deserve your undying love and my friend is just one of them ;)...not that I'll ever stop loving him, only he'll never feel it now that I am no more IN love.  


Now this new year, I hope to change things over. I hope to move on. AND I hope this piece of writing does not have any adverse effects on days to come :P...I hope people do understand that when you are young you fall in love and also manage to get out of the pit... :)

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