I stepped out, met new people, came closer, be friends, fell in love, walked on different paths but some moved on and lots stayed back!!! I am still traveling, meeting new people, being friends but lets not talk about love!!! My journey is a combination of friendship, love and trust as there is no betrayal or broken faith!!
SO Here I am.. Sharing it with you all as there is no perfect life, we have to make it..
"This place is such a mess" I uttered to myself looking and roaming all around in the hostel.
I went to STD booth so thought of whom to call.
Mommy? Naah; Dad? Naah; Bro?? Naah; Bro?? Naah..! Lots of shit going on in my head.
I knew whom I wanted to call but still its was hard for my mind to support the heart in the same way. What if he calls back and warden takes the call? What if she doesn't like it? Its just the second day here, I can not cause any disaster.
Too much pressure I was putting on my mind for no reason.
I promised him I would call him once I reach the hostel. Damn; why didn't Dad give me mobile phone.
All those thoughts crept in my mind what possibly a teen think of before the reality sheds away the clouds of dreams and rosy imaginations.
Meeting all the people around I was back in those walls where I was going to spend at least a year..
Life's crazy. Till the time you realize what you should have done; it goes Fuss like a balloon..! Doesn't it??