The excitement of first love was overwhelming but then again guess im not mature at all and i got the wandering heart syndrome( #made up disease). I got to thinking that if I love this girl shouldnt i put her first, shouldnt i care for her like hell, shouldnt i be hers but im not ... I kinda got thinking over it yesterday, a whole day i didnt talk to her properly and nothing no feeling of guilt came upon me and i realized it then and there that i had to tell her that i dont love her but merely infatuated to her, she is one of those beautiful girls who can be surprisingly cute and charmingly stunning at the same time and i played the timid guy before telling her about what i felt but, the thought of hurting her later down the road. So, today i backed out i retaliated from the situation so as to avoid any further contempt. No matter how hard i thought about it i couldnt reach an alternate conclusion. Out of the few things that have been constantly taught to me is that never break what you cant mend, never take what you cant give and never be what you cant uphold.
Hello readers, How is it hanging with you guys these days? i hope you all are well. Yesterday in a classroom lecture of mine, the teacher thought of giving a small excerpt on Perspectives. Essentially speaking perspective is the way of looking at things formulated by ones own experiances, and this really got me thinking. It is very common for us to look at everything from the viewpoint of "I would have done it better", we do not hesitate in pointing out others mistakes relentlessly, without thinking for even a second that if we were in the situation would we have even succeeded. The teacher however was explaining a different concept, he drew a hotch-potched image on a white board with a marker in front of us of a plant with no specific features to it. A flower on top, two leaves on its stem on either of its sides and finally a triangular pot. I wont tell you what i saw but would rather ask you what image would you make of this description. There
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