A Bittersweet Beginning

I never thought that it will happen, that I can start a new life. I’ve always enjoyed the present, forgetting the past and ignoring the future. But now I started thinking about my future, our future together. There are two phases in my life – my life before you and my life after you. Some people call it as love, some may call it as a connection between the right ones and others may call it as an eternal relation. I can’t say that I can’t lead my life without you, but can assure one thing: that I cannot start the second phase of my life without you. This is THE perfect story for others but, this is the only story of my life, this is our story, our cute little love story.

The First Impression:

I know, I have an opinion on everything. I fight for everything. These qualities made me chose law as my profession but I never knew that they made you frame your first impression on me.😊
I remember the day when I was questioning the protocols in our training. You were impressed by my behaviour and started knowing about me. Today, I really thank myself because I am the only reason that brought you towards me. So, I love myself too.

Our First Meet:

Generally, I hate working late nights but, that night was planned for our first interaction. I can never forget that day because I heard my name from your voice for the first time. I’ve never heard my name being called by any other guy like how you call me. For this, I should definitely thank our company for the late-night work and especially the dinner for employees who work for late hours.😅

The Phone Cover:

Technically, this was our second interaction when we ran into each other; although you never took your eyes off me during work hours😉. In my life, so many people praised me directly but no one used your technique by complimenting my phone cover. Frankly speaking, I like my picture on it, but when I heard it from you, I once reconciled my inner beauty with your words, which gave me a sudden blush but my mind stopped me showing it on my face though my heart wanted to.

Mr. English Teacher:

When I was young, my parents and teachers corrected me. Now that I am an adult, I tried to correct myself and created my personality in such a way that everyone appreciated it. One day when I used the word “CHINKY” to describe a girl, everyone accepted it but you were the only one who denied it. At that moment, I thought that you were just trying to catch my attention, however I realized later that you were trying to protect me from others before they laugh at me and also showed me that I’m not a racist. You are my PERFECTIONIST, My lovely ENGLISH TEACHER.😘

Mr. Music Critic:

I agree that you can be my cute english teacher but not my thoughtful music critic though I love your criticisms. I remember your first critic on the song “SACH KEH RAHA HAI DEEWANA from REHNA HAI TERE DIL MAIN” that I played while we were working. You came to me and whispered to me “Can I tell you something? The song you played is bad!” At that time, I didn’t understand what you had said and thought you had no taste in music, especially coming to a girl like me who loves music and telling me what I played was bad. I didn’t mind it at first but why every time? Not just one or two songs, but my entire playlist😐. But now, music to me is nothing but your voice. I can’t move forward without hearing your voice once in a day.😙

The Notebook:

People in our company use notebooks only to write important things and To-Do’s. But what they don’t know is how they can conversate with each other like us. For us, our important conversations are in that notebook. Do you remember this – you started our flow of conversations by suggesting a song called ‘I see fire by Ed Sheeran’ in that book. You asked me to listen to that song when I was free but I forgot. Of course, later I listened to it. I thought, with that song he suggested, it sparked a new beginning between us.💑

Connecting Our Phones:

That day came, we connected our hearts, SORRY, our phones, by exchanging phone numbers. Thank you, A.R. Rahman, for composing “MENTAL MANADHIL from OK KANMANI.” This song made my MAN ask for my number. Actually, the scene was that while I played that song, he heard it and liked it so much that he asked me to share it. The only social media I mostly use is WhatsApp. So, I gave him my number. I can’t express how I felt that day! OMG, when he texted me, of course, by now you came to an opinion on him, he again criticized the song that I posted in my status through his first text🤦‍♀️. I texted back asking whether it was him or not. He caught me by replying that I’m waiting for his message. I felt embarrassed but also a blush appeared on my face. Now, sometimes I feel like his music criticism connected us.

The Distance:

I hate this phase in our story but at the same time I love this one because it taught me many things. I learned how to hold faith on a person, how to understand a person in whatever situation, and how to speak our hearts out whenever needed. Also, I learned that you miss me more than how much I miss you when we are not together. That’s when I decided that I’ll spend everyday with you like that would be our last day on earth.

Connecting our hearts:

We both proved one thing with our story: not only is it dramatic but also practical. We both worked hard and still working to build a small family for ourselves. For this, we are always thankful to our parents for having faith on us and giving us a chance.😊
Now we both connected in such a way that no one can take away the shadow of a person from each other. We are committed to each other and show the world the true definition of love❤.

To our eternal love🤗

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