Fed up. Tired. And even irritated of being in love with the impossible Ex, had become her usual way of life. She was a kind-hearted soul, who often questioned why would God deny her the bliss of love and peace of mind. What is it that makes an Ex so valuable? Isn't he an Ex for a reason?
She found temporary bliss in watching Romedies and telling herself that Heaven will have a plan for her. Why was he so special to her after all? Agreed they had been besties for a better part of a decade, but they had had their differences over the past few months all the same.
She was different. He got her. Only him. He was different too, but her kinda different. She felt baffled and lost in his absence. She felt weak and stupid for having let go. But then again, was it the end of the world? She was certainly not the first girl to have landed a broken heart.
She sought redemption and happiness. Her friends advised her to be strong and embrace her singleton womanhood. But she could not enjoy her existence without his.
Stressing over a situation never makes it better. Then what does? She thought. She began narrowing down her options after him, considering her control freak nature. She was looking for a strategy to cope with a horrible break up.
A Rebound! A crappy blog suggested. She contemplated the idea of getting a replacement only to get over her Ex. Wasn't it complicated enough already? Why should she add fuel to the fire? Or was it an effort to rekindle the dead embers of her life? The idea was as exciting as much as it was risky. What was she to do? Go up to a random guy and present a ridiculous proposal about being her rebound guy?
Yes. May be that was the solution to her issue and the resolution to her misery. May be. May be not. Only time would tell.
She finally decided to approach a guy who liked her from the bottom of his heart. He had asked her out but she considered him a friend and nothing more. How was she really supposed to go about it? Listen to her heart, blurt out the truth? Or keep the pain inside forever?
She braced herself and decided to go ahead. Why should she keep herself from love when she could enjoy some fruitful companionship in another guy? Isn't generation Z about this after all? Customizing love and relationships to suit one's needs?
"Will you be my rebound guy?" she asked. He said, "yes". She was taken aback by the straight forward answer. Didn't he have any queries, doubts or may be a refusal? How could he consent to another girl's whims in a giffy?
She explained the situation to him regardless. Being an honest lass, she blurted out her condition to him. He believed her. He had only one question.
Will you hurt me? I have a heart too.
She was confused. How could she ascertain him emotional security when she was emotionally damaged herself? She tried to explain the same to him. He understood.
Now they are together. Surprised, amazed and not able to be off the phone for a second. Apprehensions and risk linger about them. But what is life if not a bumpy ride?
To be continued...
She found temporary bliss in watching Romedies and telling herself that Heaven will have a plan for her. Why was he so special to her after all? Agreed they had been besties for a better part of a decade, but they had had their differences over the past few months all the same.
She was different. He got her. Only him. He was different too, but her kinda different. She felt baffled and lost in his absence. She felt weak and stupid for having let go. But then again, was it the end of the world? She was certainly not the first girl to have landed a broken heart.
She sought redemption and happiness. Her friends advised her to be strong and embrace her singleton womanhood. But she could not enjoy her existence without his.
Stressing over a situation never makes it better. Then what does? She thought. She began narrowing down her options after him, considering her control freak nature. She was looking for a strategy to cope with a horrible break up.
A Rebound! A crappy blog suggested. She contemplated the idea of getting a replacement only to get over her Ex. Wasn't it complicated enough already? Why should she add fuel to the fire? Or was it an effort to rekindle the dead embers of her life? The idea was as exciting as much as it was risky. What was she to do? Go up to a random guy and present a ridiculous proposal about being her rebound guy?
Yes. May be that was the solution to her issue and the resolution to her misery. May be. May be not. Only time would tell.
She finally decided to approach a guy who liked her from the bottom of his heart. He had asked her out but she considered him a friend and nothing more. How was she really supposed to go about it? Listen to her heart, blurt out the truth? Or keep the pain inside forever?
She braced herself and decided to go ahead. Why should she keep herself from love when she could enjoy some fruitful companionship in another guy? Isn't generation Z about this after all? Customizing love and relationships to suit one's needs?
"Will you be my rebound guy?" she asked. He said, "yes". She was taken aback by the straight forward answer. Didn't he have any queries, doubts or may be a refusal? How could he consent to another girl's whims in a giffy?
She explained the situation to him regardless. Being an honest lass, she blurted out her condition to him. He believed her. He had only one question.
Will you hurt me? I have a heart too.
She was confused. How could she ascertain him emotional security when she was emotionally damaged herself? She tried to explain the same to him. He understood.
Now they are together. Surprised, amazed and not able to be off the phone for a second. Apprehensions and risk linger about them. But what is life if not a bumpy ride?
To be continued...
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