And Happiness continues...

I fell in love the first time when I was 21. He was older than me by many years and was not-so-happily married. I found that out through my various interactions with him, and by the way he used to hide his sorrow in his smiles. He is the most dignified man I had ever met and though, I never told him about my feelings, he is still the man I love the most.


I fell in love once again, may be just to prove that its possible to love more than one person at a time. This time I was happy, my new man was also in love with me. He was handsome, soft spoken and with a terrific sense of humor.

So, our love story continued to grow…


After 8 long years of being together, he finally decided that I am not the girl his mom would like to have as the daughter-in-law; so in a minute he spelt out his verdict, and I was out of his life for ever.


Wait a minute, why I am writing all these! Have I lost hope on life? On love? On trust?
Yes, I was shaken when I realized what has happened to me once we broke-off. I was mad, I was angry, I was helpless. I felt like I was fooled for all these years, taken for a ride and exploited. I cursed, blamed and cried. The end result that followed was that I got sick, my pillow got soaked, and I lost touch with the outside world.

No, that’s not the end of the story.

On one of those innumerable sleepless nights, I suddenly realized that I am actually feeling better – of being free, liberated, and not in constant apprehension of losing someone by displeasing him with my actions. Wow! Isn’t that great! I have lost 8 of my precious years on someone who didn’t deserve it, but hey! I have another 10, 20, 30 … years of life to myself !

So, I CTRL Z my memory of these 8 years (I borrowed this from a dear friend!) converting the man into a bean pole, and open up all the windows in my life…



Do I need another Man in life? I am sure I do! But, I am in no hurry. May be someday I shall cross path with yet another man, and shall begin my next love story…