Life’s not easy. It has never been. But then where would life be, if it was so plain.
Life’s an open book. Many chapters already written. But sometimes even though they are filled by ink, they still remain the same – as blank as before. You have your own struggle. Like everybody else. And then you suddenly meet someone. Who promises reality and it’s happiness. Nothing usual to sway you off your feet. But it is the unusual thing that Bowles you over.
“I don’t love you. Yet I do.” Enough to keep you in a maze. And you still decide. To move on holding that hand. Many years down the line, you have this feeling grown inside you. Where is that woman? Who actually had fallen in love! Coz loving someone, you don’t care about yourself. You give all, to that special someone.