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Still in search of love

There was I enjoying my early morning dream, enjoying my valentine day with Pari. God I miss her a lot even now. It’s been more than half a year we broken up, yet her memories advances in my mind especially on great days like this. Husshh Big mess, I’m never goanna come out of it. The noisy phone belled, ruining the only good feelings I had this valentines week. It was Sarika’s message wishing me happy Valentine’s Day. “You just crushed the HAPPY out of it girl” I mumbled cursing her for messaging so early. That’s my Valentine’s Day, nothings special only memories, memories and memories.         

                Sarika, hardest puzzle I ever faced. It’s been more than four years to our relationship cum friendship. Though our relationships never worked out, we never turned strangers to each other. Yup it’s plural, I mean uncountable times we were in relationship and broken up. But neither I nor she left talking to each other. I never understood what’s in her mind, why she takes care, why she calls me even when she’s been engaged with another one’s. The affection she feels for me is the most mysterious thing I ever encountered. The very question arose every time is do we have any heavenly bonding or it’s something we still unable to understand.

                Love is a “transitive and intransitive verb to feel tender affection for somebody such as a close relative or friend, or for something such as a place, an ideal, or an animal” Defined by world’s greatest dictionary. But its more than that we all know and experienced this fact that it’s not mere tender affection. It’s something having power to change the world. Life saver as well as best way to spoil life. Love created many greats as well as destroyed many creative minds. It’s like having supernatural power in hand and our ability to use it either for constructive or destructive purposes.

                Having enough relationship experiences I concluded the fact that “Sleeping with a girl isn’t a great thing, creating deep compassion is important”. There so much reasons to depart, but if you stayed in touch for any single reason that’s the love thing. Some peoples have more found of your salary package or carrier goals rather than encouraging  you to do what you want, Whatever it may be I’m with you lifelong.  The moment you start doubting your partner is the end of your love life.

Besides the facts we shared everything. Never lied to each other even secrete things that a boy or girls can feel uncomfortable to talk. Loving may yield sometimes such complex compounds, hard to decompose.  Gratitude, compassion and fondness we share are magical. However she witnessed every twist and turns, ups and downs of my life. Yet she silently wishes my kind of boy is perfect for her and the moment she’ll meet one, she’ll marry him.  But refuses to admit she still love me. But it’s nice to have someone caring or a strong person to understand your deep feelings.

Why in spite of such great understanding we don’t make up a relationship? If she don’t love me why she cares for me this much? Why Pari left me? Why none of my relationships never work out?  These questions will always haunt me lifelong. But as somebody said “The show must go on.”

I’m Still In Search Of LOVE.