I felt strangled. In this house of mine, I felt lonely and so I had filled my flat with enough furniture but it didn't help. I also didn't have any friends; I preferred to keep myself surrounded with work in order to remain sane. My parents stayed away from me, I loved them a lot but I didn't miss them as much as I should have. I didn't have a boyfriend, I had never fallen in love in my entire life and I had no idea why. The concept of love was far-fetched for me maybe. Soon, in a few hours my life was to change forever.
I worked as a freelance writer. Maybe there is something wrong with the term, 'Freelance'; people tend to think that a freelance writer will work for free. I earned close to nothing, close to 'free'. I got ready and left for my workplace. I had to take a sharing rickshaw to reach this particular place. I was the first one in the auto as the rickshaw driver was waiting for the rickshaw to fill up to its maximum so that we could take our journey forward. I was looking at something, I don't know what but I kept looking at that something while my mind wandered somewhere else. Soon I got distracted when a few passengers started rushing in the rickshaw so as to squeeze me in the corner. From the corner of my left eye I could see this young boy, with his headphones on, swaying his head and lip syncing to some song. He had a bag hung, torn from behind. He was dressed properly and looked like a smart teenager. The most striking thing about him was that he looked happy; maybe I was not used to see happy people. But he definitely looked different.
A girl staring at a boy definitely seemed to be a myth but there I was staring at him shamelessly. And in no time, I was in love. Yes, as a vague as it sounds I definitely fell in love with this guy. I didn't know him, I had just seen him but you do not need to know a flower's name to fall in love with its beauty, an infant doesn't need to speak words in order to have faith in its parents. I fell in love with this boy. Soon he reached his destination and got down; still swaying to the song he was listening to. I kept thinking about him throughout the day and by the end of the day realized that I was hopelessly in love. I wandered until reaching a decisive point where I realized that I was just a boy who felt like a girl from inside and this world was not meant for me.
I worked as a freelance writer. Maybe there is something wrong with the term, 'Freelance'; people tend to think that a freelance writer will work for free. I earned close to nothing, close to 'free'. I got ready and left for my workplace. I had to take a sharing rickshaw to reach this particular place. I was the first one in the auto as the rickshaw driver was waiting for the rickshaw to fill up to its maximum so that we could take our journey forward. I was looking at something, I don't know what but I kept looking at that something while my mind wandered somewhere else. Soon I got distracted when a few passengers started rushing in the rickshaw so as to squeeze me in the corner. From the corner of my left eye I could see this young boy, with his headphones on, swaying his head and lip syncing to some song. He had a bag hung, torn from behind. He was dressed properly and looked like a smart teenager. The most striking thing about him was that he looked happy; maybe I was not used to see happy people. But he definitely looked different.
A girl staring at a boy definitely seemed to be a myth but there I was staring at him shamelessly. And in no time, I was in love. Yes, as a vague as it sounds I definitely fell in love with this guy. I didn't know him, I had just seen him but you do not need to know a flower's name to fall in love with its beauty, an infant doesn't need to speak words in order to have faith in its parents. I fell in love with this boy. Soon he reached his destination and got down; still swaying to the song he was listening to. I kept thinking about him throughout the day and by the end of the day realized that I was hopelessly in love. I wandered until reaching a decisive point where I realized that I was just a boy who felt like a girl from inside and this world was not meant for me.
