Just today my mom and I were having pleasant chats together in the car while driving back home.My mom and I were never friends to talk about boys.Though it is my favourite topic but it was never discussed with her.
Today,she asked me one question that I always knew she would ask me.What type of guy do you like?
I expected but i never thought so quick.Guessed what I replied? "Mum,I had expectations before but i lost it after I realised no one is perfect" Our conversation pretty much ended because I said it in a pathetic manner?She didn't ask more either because the last time she asked me about getting married in my twenties I gave her my whole reality logic.She got pretty worried and mad in a way.I understand why my mom ask me this way and I will try to balance it for her.
When I was 5,I thought having someone that I could spend my time with was love.I thought the play dates I have can make it to reality.My first heartbreak when my childhood friend told me that he loves this girl.(Those were the kinds of love a child can ever dream of.Innocent love)As usual,when I am heartbroken I walk away.
When I was 10,I had my first crush on a boy who was 7 years older than me.I thought love was all about that person that I dream about every night.That crush grew bigger and it became a picture that I have always dreamt of painting.It was a great "Ahh finally he feels the same way too!".I was happy for a while.Finally one day his family decided to migrate to Australia.Again,I walked away knowing that I cannot face losing something that I have been dreaming of having.
When I was 15,I met the ever first guy who is totally different from me.Be it in character wise or even studies.I am a study freak and he is just not the way I am.I am a soft sided kind of person and he is all arrogant and tough.At that moment,I thought opposite really attracted us together.I thought love is all about us.Everything about him is love.I thought our love will never ever fade.I thought of us spending our lives together in the end.One day,he broke my heart.Broke all my expectations on my future and broke my self esteem.I thought I was not good enough that is why he did it.Soon later,I found no love but more of tears and sorrow.Same thing,I left.
Till now,I realised that love is not all about the feelings that you have.Its not about how high your expectations are but its about where you stand in life.What your priorities are and what kind of choices you make.Love is about a choice.A decision you make for you and that person you care about.My point of view changed from all that I have gone through.
:/ anyways today was BORING.. :)
Today,she asked me one question that I always knew she would ask me.What type of guy do you like?
I expected but i never thought so quick.Guessed what I replied? "Mum,I had expectations before but i lost it after I realised no one is perfect" Our conversation pretty much ended because I said it in a pathetic manner?She didn't ask more either because the last time she asked me about getting married in my twenties I gave her my whole reality logic.She got pretty worried and mad in a way.I understand why my mom ask me this way and I will try to balance it for her.
When I was 5,I thought having someone that I could spend my time with was love.I thought the play dates I have can make it to reality.My first heartbreak when my childhood friend told me that he loves this girl.(Those were the kinds of love a child can ever dream of.Innocent love)As usual,when I am heartbroken I walk away.
When I was 10,I had my first crush on a boy who was 7 years older than me.I thought love was all about that person that I dream about every night.That crush grew bigger and it became a picture that I have always dreamt of painting.It was a great "Ahh finally he feels the same way too!".I was happy for a while.Finally one day his family decided to migrate to Australia.Again,I walked away knowing that I cannot face losing something that I have been dreaming of having.
When I was 15,I met the ever first guy who is totally different from me.Be it in character wise or even studies.I am a study freak and he is just not the way I am.I am a soft sided kind of person and he is all arrogant and tough.At that moment,I thought opposite really attracted us together.I thought love is all about us.Everything about him is love.I thought our love will never ever fade.I thought of us spending our lives together in the end.One day,he broke my heart.Broke all my expectations on my future and broke my self esteem.I thought I was not good enough that is why he did it.Soon later,I found no love but more of tears and sorrow.Same thing,I left.
Till now,I realised that love is not all about the feelings that you have.Its not about how high your expectations are but its about where you stand in life.What your priorities are and what kind of choices you make.Love is about a choice.A decision you make for you and that person you care about.My point of view changed from all that I have gone through.
:/ anyways today was BORING.. :)
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