From the Corner of My Diary

  For me, Love is highly overrated dreamy exotic feelings… love is kind of poetical illusion, not a practical thing ….  Well, that’s my expressive thoughts. After long turmoil, a long argument battle I have agreed to meet with Him. Yeah, my parents kind of pushed me.         Maa told me, he was going to call you in the morning so be prepared yourself. I didn’t know what she actually meant by telling me to prepare myself. NO CALL  .. I gave my mom my typical annoying look and she ignored it gracefully. Then around 8:30pm, he called.. and we had a brief talk. We agreed to chat.   I don’t know Why but his voice gave me chills, like wowww... Then we had a brief meeting at our place, oh my god, I must say from the very first day he gave me that Manly vibes. He was calm quiet and mysterious.   During the time of leaving, he turned his back and gave me such a meaningful expressive look and   that totally seemed like a scene from Drama and I almost choked up in surprised. Our first