Friday, January 4, 2013

Notes from a living room: 47

As I sit here, in my lonely room, reading old chats...I realise that I was always an unattempted question. No one really cared for me, that way. I know I am not the best person to woo a woman of her feet, not the most charming, or prince charming types, as I have been told.

But no one?




Here is a picture I took in the Rabindra Sarobar (The famous 'Lake'). The green part of the nature is kissing the blue.  Such a beautiful place, it is. You'll understand when you visit the place.

Sometimes I think... love is really unconditional, isn't it? What if we got just a fraction back as a token of gratitude for our love towards someone? What if we trusted people, a bit more. What if we gave them a chance. What if we gave ourselves, a chance.

But that's the problem with everything. Life doesn't run on 'what ifs'. It runs on people's decisions.

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