Should I seriously go to meet this girl? But the place is too far. I don’t wanna travel so much. But what if she felt bad about it? What if she broke up with me if I don’t go? If these are the types of questions which come to your mind often while you got a date with a girl in long distance relationship, then follow this dating formula to decide whether you should go or not.
If the time wasted in going to some place to meet her plus the time taken to come back from it is less than or equal to the time spent with her, then and only then it is wise(advisable) to go meet the girl. But if during the travelling (going and coming) time she is with you, then that time shifts to the other side and the inequality still holds good.
If you are staying at some place and spending the night together, the time spend while you both are asleep (chances are rare though [;-)]), that time doesn’t counts. If only one is asleep then only half of that much time counts.
So if time for travelling is X.
Time spent with her is Y.
Hence, by formula, go only if
X<=Y *
* only applicable when you have sufficient money with you to spend on the date.
Often the world accuses me of being very immature towards my
feelings towards girls and my so called well wishers, though very rare in
number, laughs at me, throwing rebukes and sarcastic comments about my getting
senti for a girl from week after week, months after month and year after year.
Yesterday, after screwing all my exams, when I was quietly
lying in my bed after a supper, I happened to look upon all my relationships,
and came to the conclusion that setting aside all the daily crushes, weekly infatuations
and monthly false feelings of falling in love with “n” number of gals, I had
been in a relationship with 3 girls. Here is the summary of all my three
relationships and my honest and pragmatic views about them.
Just got into prestigious IITs, entered college for the first
time and being friendly with girls for the first time in my life, all these
things dissolved me in an unfair world of love. And that’s how and when it all
started.
The girl “a”
The first love, the ecstasy, lot of hopes and fantasies in
the air. Ahh!! Yeah, in the starting the
moment I talked to her I feel rejoiced and satisfied. Whole day I spent
thinking about her and the day passes with the blink of an eye with all the
sweet messages that we shared, even when our lectures were going on. I became
completely absorbed in her for quite a few days before the break up happened.
It has been a couple of years since the relationship has
fallen behind and lost somewhere in the book of my life. I was a jackass to
have proposed her knowing she was already committed, but she was more stupid to
have said a yes after she broke up with him. Well the relationship doesn’t last
long and I don’t know why but she broke up, and then suddenly everything
stopped and the kingdom of my love started falling. No chatting, no phone calls.
But there were many advantages of this relationship to me. She taught me the
initials of love. She taught me everything life a mom teaches to their new born
babies. She broke the virginity of my soul and emotions and since then
everything came out of my shyness.
We stopped talking after the break up but 14 months later we
again become friends, just on net. There are many interesting things about A,
which I wanna share with you all, but unfortunately can’t disclose here on my
post.
The girl “r”
Moving on after my first break up in my life wasn’t easy.
Though now I laugh at my relation with “a” knowing how stupid and childish it
was. That was the point when I found r to comfort my life with emotions. Yet it
was nothing but a compromise to me for recovering, only that I didn’t know this
at that time. This relationship has faded in my history pages just like my
feelings for her faded slowly with time and I realized that I couldn’t be in
this relation anymore. But I could only blame myself since I was the desperate
who started all the frontline and I was the stupid who decided to quit. I don’t
think about her much, but I just hope she’s fine.
The girl “S”
Till now neither of the two girls had given me the 100%
feeling of loving and being loved backed equally and that was the reason I lost
faith in this word and had fully decided never to enter again this kind of
shit. At that point S came into my life. Yes S means sweet. S means sober. S
means simple. S means social. And yes S means she…..
Initially we became very good friends and then numerous
daily phone calls and long hourly chatting with a lot of flirting. Slowly we
came so close to each other that we both knew that we are in love, though I
don’t remember when, how and why this friendship converted into love. But it
was a different feeling from my past 2 relations, for sure. I had carved and
enjoyed each and every moment of life of our future with her. I laughed with
her and I cried with her. The extent to which she cared for me is impossible to
describe in words. We have shared each and every moment of our life. With her I
felt so complete and associated with her are some of the finest memories of my
life which can never be faded. The love grew so intense that we couldn’t be
away from each other for long. Our love converted into possessiveness which
eventually became the reason of our breakup. The break up was very hard from
both the sides and it took me ages to move on. The mysterious break raised a
thousand questions as what actually happened. The experience was a lot tragic
but there are its positive impacts too. She taught me the real meaning of love
and how to love a girl with full passion and give her my 100%. She completely
transformed me and changed my life and my perspectives towards love. Not often,
but I still recollect the infinite good memories associated with her which
leaves a smile on my face.
Well, truly speaking, till date she’s the only girl in my
life whom I loved truly and sincerely. I was really serious and crazy about
her. Till today, I have never found a girl like S who can love me more than
herself. If given a chance, I would love to have S back, given she’s same as
she was.
Still today, I try to figure out often, thinking on the
consequences and repercussions, the course of life that followed me after a, r
and S.
Some people come into our lives and quickly go. Some stay for a while and leave footprints on our heart. And we are never ever the same.
Who really want me as their friend? I know I am weird and
everything seems so stupid to me. I don’t care. I never did. And I never will.
It’s pretty much how life works. Isn’t? I make friends and
then lose them and make better new friends. Some try to dominate me and others
are dominated by me. Me? I know I am weird. Pretty much! But who doesn’t wants
to be different? Atleast I do!
Truly speaking I have never gotten upset about people coming
and going out of my life. It’s not that I don’t consider my friends important
or don’t respect them. I am very faithful towards them and can put my life at
any stake for them. But it’s just that I have gotten so much used to going and
coming out of new people. Infact who doesn’t want to make new friends?
Those who know me know I am a prick, a douchebag and a nerd.
I know making friends is important, very important. Yet I never try making new
friends. It’s just that I like talking to people I feel like or the one of my
type. I don’t make a “Hii, Hello” relation with any senior just for the purpose
of getting any help in future. Everyone knows that all seniors, who are my
friends, are because of the bond that we share and not because of any fake
greetings we exchange.
When I meet people for the first time, I don’t understand
why they take my sarcastic comments personally and get angry. Anyways it didn’t
even bother me. But it did to them. I hate doing friendship with such
geeks. And you can clearly see my lips
muttering “FUCK YOU”. I want people to take my joke just as a …………. JOKE.
Nothing more and nothing less!
I don’t think that I need to sacrifice my true identity just
to be friends with you. Do I? I think that as a friend you should accept me, my
good as well as bad qualities. If you decide to exit my life then it really is
no skin off my back. I'm not changing for anyone. I was told by someone a few
days back that I am "not the guy I used to be." Well,
obviously you didn't know me well in the first place. Then again, you all are
not the people I thought I knew either so I'd say we're even.
PS: I love kids. They are so innocent, cute and honest.
Needless to say naughty!
PS: Song of the day “ Jaane kyu log pyaar karte hai”.
Awesome song. Really !
He: Nothing. You know
I love a girl very much. But she doesn’t talk to me much.
She: What? Why don’t you call her up? May be she will.
He: Well I am not quite sure she likes talking to me. Else
she would have called me.
She: No. Girls are very shy in these matters. You have to
take the first step. May be she waits for your call. You know I too love a boy
but he never calls me. I wait for his call for hours.
He: What? You love a boy? Who? You never told me.
She: Yeah. I love him very much. But he is an idiot. He,
like you, also thinks that I should be the one calling him. Dumbo!
He: So he never called you up? Ever?
She: Only once or twice.
He: May be you should call her. It’s better than waiting for
his calls for hours.
She: Hmm. Maybe I will. But what about you? Why don’t you
call your girl?
He: I just did.
She: Hmm. You know my guy isn’t that stupid. He does call me
sometimes.
There are some times in your life, when you feel like quitting. I am not writing this post without any reason but to tell you that this week was one of such worst time when I was hurt badly by few people in my life who left me feeling betrayed and left me their everlasting footprints on me. I am left wondering with a strange feeling that how people can change so easily. I have shed much of my tears in this week than I ever had in my life. After so many years, I cried freely and openly in my locked room thinking about them. My mind has stopped working and heart has been hurt badly and I have become insomniac. I am chastised for my mistakes which I did unknowingly and unintentionally. It has increased my mistrust towards people and attitude towards life and only helped me become more of a misanthrope, and left me with a feeling that I do hate myself, though sometimes I am unable to accept it. Nothing is going fine and every misunderstanding with people is just taking its worst sharp corner.
I feel like quitting. I feel like crying more and more. I feel like leaving this world. I feel like killing someone. I feel like hugging someone. I feel like... oh! To hell with what I feel. My feelings are surely a submissive slut and my tears are its most prized customer. So fuck you all who have hurt me.
I need time. I need you. I wish to go to past and make things right. I wish I get another chance to do all those things again. I need my space to live in this world. I want to be alone. I want to cry more. I wanna look into my glistening eyes. I want to listen to your voice. I want to get more hurt. I want to quit.
I think I need a break. A break from everything. A break from us. A break from we. A break from love. A break from hatredness. A break from friendship. A break from euphoria. A break from agony. A break from fun. A break from dullness. A break from truth. A break from lie. A break from you. A break from me. A break to forget you. A break to forgive you. A break to forgive myself. A break to find myself. A break to explore myself. A break to know myself. A break to understand myself. A break to buoy up myself. A break to feel rejuvenation. A break to approach life pragmatically. A break to live the life in a way it should be, rather than the way I wanted to.
I hope when I wake up tomorrow, everything will be fine and all old memories will be dead. I wish I may start a new fresh and refreshing life from tomorrow, a life completely different than that I am living, a life where I am the only protagonist, every thought concentrated only on myself, a life full of positive energy and enthusiasm, leaving every bad memory behind as a tough lesson for me. I wish I will forget my past which is nothing but gale of emotions torturing my soul.
PS: I am inactive nowadays on social network like orkut, gtalk and facebook. Don’t try to contact me through it. If your calls and messages are not entertained, please don’t mind.
