To the past,
Even I didn't thought I'll ever fall in love til 2 years ago,
A brat, egoistic, self centered person. wooing girls, lighting up parties, going on enumerous play dates and living
upto my standards was my thing in those days.
Until I met her, who sobered me, showed me meaning of life, teached me value of money(which I never cared for when I was spending for her) she became my only purpose to live.
And one day she left me, for no reasons. ... my story begins from that very point... I thought this was just a issue of time and I'll move on easily. I tried to fill the space by going out with
Different girls but ended up comparing them with her, I am not much of a drinker but when ever and where ever I did, I ended up telling people stories of me and her. I remember the days when i'd drink too much and cried whole night on shoulder of my father for no reason(well, for reasons I couldn't told him).
I posted pics of much prettier girls hanging on me in hope to get a envied response from her but nothing came back, one day I drank too much and tried to jump off a 5 story building
In delhi but lost my balance and fell on the terrace itself and passed out.
I chased unknown black actives in hope that they'd be her(they were'nt). It's not that I don't like other girls I've been committed thrice after her but broke up with all of them because (well the reason is obvious)
My only friend is my pug, since rest of guys finds me lacking in social life.
I told people that I didn't fell in love but love fell in me...ACCIDENTALLY.
What shall I say.
I guess destiny has nothing left for me...
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