A little of me, a little of you, a lot of us.

A friend request seemed fascinating that day. She couldn’t recognise the person in the display picture but her pupils dilated at the very sight of the cover photo. She kept staring at it, trying to unriddle what it meant. She couldn’t. She couldn’t also resist the urge to accept the request. May be only he knows the answer to it! So, there it was. Another person added to that long list of other people. Who knew he was not just someone. Something magical was about to happen in a very short span of time.

Their conversation wasn’t just like any other. It began with solving the cover photo and slowly proceeded to likes and dislikes then it unravelled the secrets of the winter mornings and how they loved watching the sun turning crimson red. They weren’t all the same, true. She liked sunrises and his heart skipped a beat at the sight of those beautiful sunsets. He was a patient listener and she could go chatty for the whole day. There were differences, for sure. But what made them get along so well was, their thoughts were parallel, not intersecting or colliding with each other but just going their own ways in the same direction.

Weeks passed, and she continued talking. What mattered was she was happy and she wouldn’t mind risking it. Her guts were positive. He had his share of past, though. But, with this girl, he particularly had something. Something that no words could fathom. He made her feel so comfortable around him, like the beach wouldn’t mind the breeze, the sun wouldn’t mind the rain, the flowers wouldn’t mind the bee. She knew this was something. That, she wasn’t supposed to be afraid of him being a jerk like other idiots over the internet.

She liked impromptu. She plans, she visualises but she knew deep in her heart that the best thing that could happen to anybody was when you do something out of sudden urges. She texted him, “lets meet” one day. Then and there, both of them closed their eyes and blushed. He knew he had to hold on to her and she knew she couldn’t let go of him. Her first confession it was, after all! He couldn’t wait but get her the cookies. “Those little things he does!”, she thought. Well, the little things weren’t little anymore. Destiny sure had some plans. He had many friends before but was never as excited to meet as with her. That cannot be just some coincidence, right?

Both of them were falling for the love of friendship. The gravity was slowly pulling the two of them closer, not towards itself but towards each other. The sunrises and the sunsets were meant to talk to each other, as if. The breeze and the sand were meant to form small droplets of water, as if. After all, the most beautiful stories are created when you least expect them to.

And then she somehow managed to become one of the important persons in his life.

So, not every story starts with once upon a time. Some of them just happen unexpectedly. I met this wonderful person that am really glad is one of my friends now.
I have always been amazed by her writings ( confession : sometimes jealous that i cannot match the quality )
Some of you might think am exaggerating it but go on you can prove yourself wrong by reading the blog yourself.
Here’s the link :



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