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Friday, February 26, 2010

My beautiful

Back in the next sem.... my pre final sem in the campus of BITS pilani.. like it r not..

new hostel.. a cubby hole single room.. very dirtily maintained of course....

Also the resolution to speak truth with the only person i feel that attraction.. even i don't know whether i am in love or not...
Today somehow i feel only to talk about her.. No personals discussed of course..

When she talks it is the sound of guitar in my ears... and i barely saw her face to face fr 3-4 hours in past 5 years.. but talkto her for an hour almost everyday...

I fell in trance.. in love with her voice.. didn't care how beautiful she would be. When i saw her for the first time.. she was like the most beautiful thing in the whole world.. like god took an entire day and made the masterpiece.

I don't expect her to love me. I don't her to even care for me.. But all I know is that I cannot see her in grief..I can't see her worry.. I fear for her more than I fear for myself. I cannot see her facing even a wee bit of pain.

If this is what love means- giving and caring for a person unconditionally I believe I am in love. But I will propose only when I will prove myself worthy of her. Be in a position to care for her..

With this this topic ends...