''I'm so complicated even I don't get Me sometimes.'' People usually say 'i'm different' but I say I'm an exceptional case. It's really hard to admit the bitter reality for world but its hard for me to hear a compliment because all I think is "Why do they have to lie, I didn't even ask them to play a game called "LET 'S BE FAKE." Everybody has common interests. While I seek for unprecedented. I like my first impression to be rude, mean, cold. While others say "I'm friendly, fun loving and sweet." I enjoy being unpredictable. "Who loves Ice-cream?" a roar of "I do" occurs. I sit calm and smile. "Oh My God! this new Bollywood star, he's so cool.*Later* " Every girl's Facebook's profile picture changes with their annoying statuses while I reconsider it why can't I see the beauty visible for the rest of the world. It's not really about the likes an...
After completing college, I was admitted to a well-reputed university for my graduate program. On the very first day of my university, I made many friends. “Azfel” was one of them. It was the start of the winter season. My university was so beautiful. Newly constructed hostels, departments, Cafe, a garden with colorful flowers and a fountain, and many things I’ll not able to elaborate on. As every young individual out there had plans, so do I. Had planned to study well and enjoy my life to the fullest. After noticing the pretty-looking girls I was sure about the Fun I was going to have there. I belonged to an upper-middle-class family and was too liberal accordingly. The majority were like me. I was in the garden hunting for new friends to make. My priority was to become friends with girls. Actually, girls are a good source to make someone famous and wanted. But noticed a bunch of guys looked lively. They were diverting everyone’s attention. Their laughter was enough f...
Chapter # 5 Tiny steps ahead. For the following few days, I avoided talking to Hana. I wasn't certain what she thought about all that went on before. I wanted her to contact me first. I pushed myself to work for those few days but failed. I had restless nights and was afraid of losing her. As I pictured her smile I felt the chills. I used to think back on all the times we had together. Perhaps it was simply because I didn't want to spend the rest of my life alone. I believe I was afraid of becoming lonely. She made me feel valuable. I wished to be by her side. And I wished for her presence in my life. I had no issue listening to her former life and family. I genuinely enjoyed her company. The fact that we both suffered the same amount of loss, made a connection between us. We were in it together. And we could break out of this fog together to lead a normal life. I was prepared to offer everything I had. Finally, I got a ca...
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