Dating : Entangled Love

Bit nervous but excited at the same time as it was my first day at a new school. I just migrated to this school and I was late on the very first day[my usual habbit]. As I entered the class, it was already organized. with permission, I took my seat[ofcource the last one] and quickly surveyed the class. The teacher firstly introduced himself and asked us to do the same. The intro began with a girl on the first bench named Kavita as she introduced herself she doesn’t sound like kavita[poem], as she was stuttering throughout her introduction. But at the end, I can say the I gave the rudest intro amongst all.

With the passing time, I realized how much football means to me as I had not played since arriving at this school. I was missing my friends especially those moments when we use to play football and gossips, all those moments used to play in my mind in loops and I can do nothing, so I decided to move on and got this one reason to do so.

one day as I was shifting classes I noticed a tall girl standing across the door, leaning on the wall and talking to her friends. Her name was Natasha. She was bold, loud and clear and pretty much everything I admire. At that very first look, I felt very strongly for her. It is quite hard to describe those felling, so I considered my self in love.

But with passing time my feelings for her faded away and it put me into some introspection. Was this a love or just a way to escape the reality of being alone, or I was attracted toward her because she was someone who I admire as these questions were striking me, again and again, and I don’t have any answers, but I was sure that it was not the love,

“as love doesn’t decay with time it just gets intense.”

As time passed by I started liking another girl named Kavit. She was beauty in herself her curly hair render through her face with an adorable smile and “wow” the only word to describe that feeling. Her nervousness can be sensed in her soft shivering voice and trembling hands.

Unlike Natasha, my feelings for her got intense with time and the answer of love was still unknown. She was the reason for my perfect attendance and also the degrading marks. I use to imagine her and me as a couple and spent most of my time planning our futures[damm, first love can make you do anything]. Was she my love or just an escape from reality?-question still haunts me. but it seems I always tried to escape this question.

in the end, I migrated to another school and left her behind with a belief in God and love. I believe

“love is not what bounds you, it is something that sets you free”

sometimes I wish, I had asked her but can’t do anything now. But what I can do now is hope.

Hope she will be happy…. hope she still remembers me…..hope one day she will be back in my life…..and hope…and hope……after all, The World lives on hope.