Almost Three years in Bangalore. Time flew by indeed and I have finally begun to feel I am established here; only thing I crave is my coupé. I always wanted to have a coupé because it gives me a marvelous sensation of sovereignty. As if those are not wheels but wings.
Someone very special to my heart asked, “Maya, you are still in Bangalore?” I said, “yes and I’ll be here for some more time, am kind of settled now.”
We spent a short span of some remarkable times as a…..(I believe I cannot name this relationship.)
We lost touch for almost 3 years. So he asked, “how is life?” and I said, “Been good. Nothing extraordinarily great, nothing to grumble about either. Just a smooth ride.”
Smooth rides on the journey of life are boring. So I always try to do something different, something that makes my life more exciting. But it ain’t easy to find the right kind of activity that would keep me entertained.
On meeting some one unique:
I didn’t tell anybody but I have been knowing him since three years and been knowing him more with each day, finding out more unique things about him. Moreover, when I say ‘unique’ I mean weird.
He is the man I always wanted to meet. Somebody whose wit is hidden in his sarcasm, care is hidden in ennui, compliment is in criticism, somebody who is an awesome personality and a community guy and lastly some one who demands to be and almost is my boss. And I let him be my boss because he takes my opinion on everything anyway. This has been my idea of romance always, to be everybody’s boss and to be with a special someone who could be my boss. To lose myself when am with him and be a child he would take care of.
It’s fun to be with this person. From time to time I’d do something to challenge his position of being my boss which would piss him off to the extent of we fighting like cats and dogs calling each other names and promising to never talk again. But few moments or days of not talking and we’ll be just fine. I look forward to see him on gtalk not to have a sweet talk but to crib and complaint about something he did or didn’t do. And we fight again and again.
We are quite like a couple except that we are NOT. But it’s interesting to know him, as long as I know him for one day we would really stop talking and would really not see each other ever. I know that as a matter of fact. I don’t know why and how but this would end. It’s a pattern about my relationships with most people, coincidentally most of them being Cancer men. Great start, swift growth, and a sudden crash.
But I still feel this Cancerian is an exception!!!!!!!
Someone very special to my heart asked, “Maya, you are still in Bangalore?” I said, “yes and I’ll be here for some more time, am kind of settled now.”
We spent a short span of some remarkable times as a…..(I believe I cannot name this relationship.)
We lost touch for almost 3 years. So he asked, “how is life?” and I said, “Been good. Nothing extraordinarily great, nothing to grumble about either. Just a smooth ride.”
Smooth rides on the journey of life are boring. So I always try to do something different, something that makes my life more exciting. But it ain’t easy to find the right kind of activity that would keep me entertained.
On meeting some one unique:
I didn’t tell anybody but I have been knowing him since three years and been knowing him more with each day, finding out more unique things about him. Moreover, when I say ‘unique’ I mean weird.
He is the man I always wanted to meet. Somebody whose wit is hidden in his sarcasm, care is hidden in ennui, compliment is in criticism, somebody who is an awesome personality and a community guy and lastly some one who demands to be and almost is my boss. And I let him be my boss because he takes my opinion on everything anyway. This has been my idea of romance always, to be everybody’s boss and to be with a special someone who could be my boss. To lose myself when am with him and be a child he would take care of.
It’s fun to be with this person. From time to time I’d do something to challenge his position of being my boss which would piss him off to the extent of we fighting like cats and dogs calling each other names and promising to never talk again. But few moments or days of not talking and we’ll be just fine. I look forward to see him on gtalk not to have a sweet talk but to crib and complaint about something he did or didn’t do. And we fight again and again.
We are quite like a couple except that we are NOT. But it’s interesting to know him, as long as I know him for one day we would really stop talking and would really not see each other ever. I know that as a matter of fact. I don’t know why and how but this would end. It’s a pattern about my relationships with most people, coincidentally most of them being Cancer men. Great start, swift growth, and a sudden crash.
But I still feel this Cancerian is an exception!!!!!!!
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