ABOUT AUTHOR

Alankar Ale was born and raised at Imphal, Manipur. He's currently a Mechanical Engineering student under Visvesvaraya Technological University (VTU), Belagavi, Karnataka. He's an occasional writer. When it comes to blogging, he generally writes about personal blog. Perhaps of his own experiences or maybe not. However, its all about fiction.

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Showing posts with label long distant love. Show all posts
Showing posts with label long distant love. Show all posts

Thursday, 14 December 2017

She Speaks..Love healed

"So when are you guys meeting?'. asked Sneha.
"I don't know yaar. I'm scared. Like should I really give it a try? What if we too break-up later?"
"Arrey, yaar Aastha..stop thinking about the future all the time. you always do that. And just because he was an asshole doesn't point to Siddharth as the same. So don't think, don't expect and see where it goes."
"Yeah..You're right. Thanks for listening."
" Thank me later. I gotta go. I should be home by now." she said and left swiftly.

I was again lost in every one of those thoughts. I would cry the entire night bolted inside my room. I would think about those fake promises he gave and how effortlessly he shattered it. Then again I would revile him gravely. Things get worse. I would not talk to anybody unless they talked first. I jumped at the chance to be distant from everyone else. I would watch these depressing movies.My mother had begun to worry. Meanwhile, Sneha would try her best to cheer me up. She would plan all these girls day out. She would bring me my favorite Pinocchio ice cream. And what not?. Those dull days which I truly don't want to recall.  Eventually, things got better and I had moved on. My first and only break-up.

Siddarth came in my life in an extremely astonishing manner. He was this vivacious person and the same time he was natural. He knows what he's doing. He kept it very simple. Initially, Of course, I cringed to go on speculating he's one of those random guys who are desperate and would do anything to get laid. But I was genuinely surprised that how well we connected. Even though I haven't met him in a person, he had enchanted me with one of his sweet and courteous talks.

Love can really hurt you, It might have those startling wounds which are really painful, But love also heals it when you're with the right person. I had stopped putting stock in love. It wasn't for me I thought. It seemed like I never knew what love is all about. I never got an attention nor a little concern from my so called ex boyfriend. Instead i got affliction and negligence. I hated when friends of mine woudn't stop sharing their "Happy Couples" pictures all over facebook captioning "Me and the love of my life" #bae. But that is until i met Siddharth. I never thought i would fall in love ever again with every one of these things behind.

 But what if Siddharth does the same thing? What if i get hurt. Again? Insecurities and the fear of trusting someone escalated insignificantly. However, deep down inside, it felt right. Siddarth made me feel right. The confidence he had was amazing. He had such a great amount of faith in us which is the reason i couldn't resist falling in love with him. So I  guess Love had healed me. With the right person.

"tringg tringg" My phone rang.
"Hi baby." he said with his sleepy voice. *sexy*

Saturday, 7 October 2017

April Love

20th April 2014.
I still remember the date since she made do it.

"I love You Aastha"
'😘😘' She replied with a smiley.
Now that was the most confusing habitude that women had ever had. Usually, conversation without a smiley is drudging. But isn't it little too inappropriate to use in this serious conversation? It sort of made a clumsy mode.

'What ??' i typed back.
'You're so dumb, eh? I sent you a kiss idiot.' She replied.
'😊😍' I replied with a smiley this time, thinking why would she even kiss me? She had not seen me in a person. Perhaps she's just being nice. It is just a smiley. I'm just a naive guy whom she had only known for few days. I imagined how it would be to kiss her, and Suddenly I
had this urge to kiss her.The popping of my facebook messenger interrupted my thought.

'I love you too' she wrote back.‎

It's not every day you get a text from a girl saying she loves you. Its literally the most beautiful entity to be heard. I was truly glad that she consented to be with me. I really liked her.

Meanwhile, I was at this stereotypical Engineering college's hostel. A lot of things changed since Deepti and I broke up. I never dated again, I passed my twelfth exams with not too bad checks. I came to Bangalore to study Engineering. I don't know whats with this Country, On the off chance that you need not too bad jobs and salary, Engineering is the best choice they had. I was no different. Being from a middle-class family, I additionally needed the same. In spite of the fact that I had no second thoughts.

I met Aastha at facebook amid the mid of my second semester. I still remember her profile picture, It was a selfie wearing this black tee with an ideal caption. Although half of her face was covered by her hair, I can see those beautiful sets of eyes. I promptly found her cute. So I messaged her yet her reply took a while though. Just when I was beginning to lament, she replied. Our first conversation went on for an hour. What's more, this turned into a schedule. She was a perfect example of beauty with brains. She was good-humored, she was intellectual. A type of woman whom I always wanted to be with. Consequently, perhaps, I was falling in love with her.  On the seventeenth day, after uncountable messages and phone calls, I could no longer wait to tell her my feeling towards her.

"tringg tringg tringg" My phone rang.
All the while I was grinning and re-reading the messages. The screen of my phone displayed "Aastha❤"