Glass Half Full
What I disclose here is something that I have hardly shared before. It is about the time when I was 16, which wasn't as sweet to me as it is normally called. I had just separated from the girl I loved and I didn't know how to start preparing for my 10 th grade boards which was due in few months. But this one day out of nowhere my mom called me and said, “See, there’s huge discounts on the package tour to Goa ”. Few days later we had packed off ourselves to leave for the gorgeous destination. While in the train I was still lost in the medley of emotional thoughts about my love. This was probably the first time that I had experienced anything like this. The feeling of staring and feeling the utmost beauty of slipping oneself into the fantasy zone where only we existed was a world I never wanted to come out of. Songs started making more sense than before and the pathetic cries of my friends about their own love life suddenly felt not so pathetic anymore. Whi...