I still don't know why I am writting about this, an unusually different topic in my blog lists. When I first sat down and decided to name my blog, lot of names flashed across my mind but I choose sambhar 2 sydney since I wanted to write about anything & everything. So I thought the time has come for me to unveil my own personal life which not lot of people know about.
I have no sibblings so I have no one to share the interiors of my life. I have many friends but no one to really call as a chaddi/jiggiri dosth. I land up in shit and I get out of it myself. Sometimes, why most times, I depend on my mom if it's really personal but after sometime I found it very hard to since I realised that not all things I could. I am talking about a time sometime during my early college days. I knew I had reached a phase of my life wherein I had to have some one to really lift my spirits. I am all the time in pressure situations, taking decisions in crunch moments or playing as sweetly most call it as. There was so much of crap and also so much of fun that was happening in my life. Then this particular time came.
I don't know what do I call this as crush/love, but whatever it is, whatever it was this was the first time in my life I actually cried for missing someone whom I was missing. I have had many crushes in my life but seldom they get to the place where it has to (that's why it's called as a crush maybe!). All of them fade away faster than they crop up. So I didn't have anyone with whom I was going around steady with, I still wonder why?
The first time I met her was in her house. The first impression she gave me was she was good looking, you can't call her awesome but she was certainly very good. The kind of attitude which a girl of her age would posses. She was much older than me. Infact I was younger than her sister also. We became friends in process & from talking everyday it became to meeting everyday for about an hour. It was like I couldn't sleep without chatting with her atleast once. I found all the qualities in her which I wanted my girl to posses. But the virtual reality was she was just as old as my first cousin was and she looked at me like a kid. I had the courage to tell her that if she would have been younger then certainly I would have married her. As a matter of fact I went up to my mom and told her that I wanted this kind of a girl in my life. Then came the day she got married and I was weeping like hell on the day of the reception. Then she left. It's been more than four years since I have heard about her. All I know is she is living some where in the US. I miss u sap!

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