LOVE: A JOURNEY OF MIXED EMOTIONS!


Love, a four letter word that can melt every stone-hearted person. Well, I was once a stone hearted person and the same four-letter word changed me to a person who I am now. I don’t want to disclose how many times I fell in love with different people but trust me you can never feel the pain that I felt falling in love back then - a person who used to listen to Metallica andPink Floyd songs started listening toBon Jovi, and John Legend.
The thing that changed me was her love. Her presence always made me feel special. I still remember the fragrance of her that mesmerized my heart. Every morning, I used to wake up to stand beside her and speak of every small thingthat happened to me. A person who remembered Valentine’s Day as a normal, cold day had started feeling its importance and started saving pocket money to give a small piece of my heart to my princess.
If I had a time machine I would go back and enjoy those memories once again. I don’t know how my sleeping time changed from 10:00 pm to 4 or sometimes even 5:00 am. The reason was just simple ‘love’. My life had changed in so many ways. I didn’t even care about anything except my family and close friends. But, who knew everything would shatter like pieces of mirror. A perfect day had changed into a mysterious daywith many misunderstanding between us. Life suddenly changed its track. Whole day conversations changed into simple forceful ‘I love you’.But, both of us were not to be blamed. It was the time that got us separated.
Yes,we had a severe ugly break-up, and both of us were shattered in that single moment of time. Later on, both of us carried on with our lives. We had great moments together. I don’t have enough words to thank her for the moments weshared, and I would specially thank her for changing the rude ‘Iris’ to jolly ‘Iris’.
Talking about my feelings of loneliness,I feel strange and distant from those feelings.  Darkness had invaded my inner heart. Everyday’s dawn was morepainful. I read novelswith sad endings and felt sad myself. Although, I had my board exams drawing near, I was not bothered about it. Rather the silence and fear in my heart about my activities bothered me.
Every lover has different perception towards love. I had never ending feelings for her, but maybe my faith had a different destiny for me. I have grown stronger than before, and I hope for the day when I will finda better person who will rejuvenate my feeling towards love!

Life keeps on changing, so just go with the flow. Those who haven’t found their love, my message would be- don’t hurry because God has made someone for you, and it’s just a matter of time, you will surely find the love of your life. Love is not about always being together and showing how special he/she is.It’s all about the feeling that you have for someone even if you are not together.

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