I am not begging you to love me.
I am not really even asking you.
But isn’t it alright if I cherish that hope in my heart?
If I dream of just holding your hand…
It will hurt me, not you.
I will try to keep my eyes from shining, when they see you.
And I promise I will try not to smile a special smile when you say hello.
But please, don’t ask me not to love you…
One of my very dear friends sent me these lines. And I was really touched with them. Not because I had sometime gone through this phase, but because I can feel him passing through this phase.
He will recover from this so called illness that the world nominates as love, but then, he will not be the same as he was. When he fell in love, even then he was not the one that he used to be, but he had become more sensitive, more good and more lovable.
He is one of the good things that can happen to anyone in a lifetime of four years… and I am happy that that good thing happened to me.
-Aseem Shakuntal
Project Engineer
Wipro Technologies
HDC, Hyderabad
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Such a lovely post (after the lull :). Your friends words completely heartfelt and i think, we've all been there, unrequited love, at one point or another.
You're very right in your words also, that any such experience will change us.
Good to see you posting, Aseem.
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