If at all I had to love someone, I could have easily chosen someone from Mumbai. If only I had the choice. My choice was already made.
It made me come to the strange conclusion that love is not a choice that we make. Its something which just happens before you know it. And then the world is the most beautiful place to be in. Words can't possibly say what it is like.
It also gives me the realization that you can not love me even if you logically decided to. However, one thing you could have done, and that was to give me some time. To get to know this person who felt that his life resided in you. And that one decision, that one choice you always had, have and will continue to have till we both are alive.
If you really sought something, and are letting it out either consciously or without knowing it, learn to respect it when you are presented with it. Denying it would be just living a lie.
I feel silly only for one reason: The first time I fell in love, I did not even tell the girl face to face once about it.
Be blessed my love (Given god exists) .
