We started hanging out together daily. We went on dates and one day he proposed me in a very special and beautiful way.
I still have all of the cute selfies she sent me, and all the happy pictures we took together, wondering to myself how someone can be so happy to be with you, and want nothing but you one second.
Then they spend the rest of that summer planning a beautiful wedding. That cold winter day they thought was perfect was about to take some very strange twists and turns.
Events happening at a small scale which, when combined, can become something grand and beautiful, especially when Meraki is involved.
She needed love instead of medicine; she needed him instead of the doctors. He had changed for he did not want to lose her.
They’re so many things I know about her, but I’m still learning more. She has many problems, but I still say she’s amazing, because she is in her own way.
Interestingly, I have also come across people who have considered me polite, decent and ‘sanskari’ but then my straight forward answers made them bang their heads against the wall.
As six months passed, our words became late night calls. And as our friendship has gotten stronger,it has taken us one step closer to the word we say “love”.
She was my life and without any good reason I went. I just thought of my troubles and forgot the trouble that she was going through all these years.
She smiled at me warmingly and I fell for her again. I was nervous. Clueless on what to speak. I was struggling to make a conversation. Every theory I made up in my mind to talk to her, got banished.