This was the time when Winny developed an unusual feeling; any such feeling could not be named as it was developed suddenly by that young girl. She wanted that fellow guy Jimmy whom she always wanted to see. Always find her way out seeing him. It might be impossible for her to do but you know what guys, your deep thoughts, your desires can somehow be true and destiny can change a person's life and aspect even mindset.
I gazed at him, the way he stare his
phone's display and simply run his right hand and ruffle his hairs a bit trying
to look his best.
He used to spend his normal days at college,
attending lectures and chattering with class mates of the class and even other
classes, which includes girls. I know girls which are quiet normal aren’t?
But it
wasn't that normal for me! At first I was comfortable because it was really
common for everyone for us but as time passes I realized his friendship
with girls spending his free time with them giggling and enjoying their company
was becoming unbearable for me never excite me, I was little disturbed by his
activities.
There was a
girl who was his close friend, from that I mean Jimmy would share almost
everything with her. In our class everyone would gossip about their closeness
and pass comments that they are more than friends. That girl was a common
friend of both of us, which even distressed me. She was in long term
relationship with her boyfriend and quiet close, but sometimes you never know
your destiny.
Madness made me sad, I never
understood this feeling. It is very important to know when you are mad, because
feeling mad means you’re down for the count, and in need of major internal
sorting. We all get mad multiple times in a day, but many of us are so good at
managing it in socially acceptable ways that we deny our madness. Tried to take
constructive action, but that made me quiet.
There
were several questions exploded my mind.
Why those emotions
arose?
Why I could not control myself?
Why I wanted to be so
selfish?
It was a battle between pure sadness and pure
fear, it was pain and I realized the emptiness.
I never
wanted to see them close, not even that particular girl. I wanted to grab his attention
like hell! That made me aggressive and annoyed.
His rebelliousness always pulled
my legs but i never loosed hope, I could not speak and express my feelings
openly and confidently as I had a fear of "Rejection".
