100th post(or is it better to say 100th page in my autograph?)

Here comes the 100th post of my blog. I never imagined that I'll come this far. It's all because of each and everyone of you that I reached 100 posts, particularly after I thought of stopping this blog long back. I was thinking a lot about what to write in this coveted post. I've decided to post about the reason why I started this virtual life.
I desperately wanted a shoulder to lean on after I came to Bahrain. Here, I've no one whom I know except my manager with whom I talked a couple of times on phone before coming here. I thought that I've run away from the shadows of my past but being alone and without much friends, brought those dreadful memories back. I used to cry a lot thinking about those. I wanted someone to listen to my past and comfort me. Then, I was introduced to this wonderful world of blogs as stated in this post. All my first posts were based on my love. I just wanted this blog to be full of my love which I can read and read and read for the days to come. Then slowly I started blogging on other issues as well. Here goes my story:


Before I met her, I used to have a careless perspective on life and I don't have a certain goal ahead of me. It was at my cousin's marriage that I met her for the first time. As the marriage was held at a hotel with a beach front, I went to the beach and she followed me there. She insisted on chatting with me and I can't see her clearly in the moonlight. So when we came out, I was surprised by her looks. She looked so divine. Then after a while, she asked me whether I can take her for a trip around Vizag(this happened when I was there). I accepted happily.

We met on the pre-decided date and I took her for a tour. Then we went to a movie. During the interval session of the movie, she asked my opinion about love. I just told that it's a great feeling. She replied that she too feels the same and after a minute, told me that she loves me. I was taken back by this. Surely I am not a person who can woo a girl just by chatting for a couple of hours or so. I sensed something fishy and refused her politely and said that she'll find a better person than me.
But she insisted and I thought that she'll realize later on and said that we'll just be friends. Days passed on well. She used to be from some other place and she came to my place during her holidays.

During these visits, I realized that my life is destined to be with her only and I can't leave her. I am in deep love with her.

After some months, we became inseparable. We can't live with out talking to each other for even a couple of days(I told you that she's from some other place). Many calls used to travel between our places and I used to maintain a credit book with the STD shop guy near my house. Once I even stayed with her for two days in her house when her parents went for a marriage far away. Our bond is so strong that we never had an intention of sex in our minds. I can swear that those two days are the BEST in my life.

As fate can change anyone's life, my life also changed. Once she told me that she's going to Pune with her family to meet her relatives and asked me whether I want her to leave or not. If my answer is negative, she told me that she'll tell some story to her parents and stay at her home only. I told that it's OK and asked her to return back soon.

But even after a fortnight or so, there's no message from her. Somehow I traced her relatives number in Pune with a lot of effort. When I called there, I got the shock of my life. I was told that she and her uncle died in an accident and her father is still in hospital nursing broken ribs.
All of a sudden, everything is blank in front of me. The very thought that I lost someone without whom I can't even imagine my life came as a severe blow to me. I wandered like a mad guy for many days. If my friends were not there for me, I wouldn't have lived to write this now. It was them who made me realize that life's not going to end now and they made me a normal person by sparing their valuable time for me. And her parents came to know about our affair through her dairy and her
father met me a couple of times after he recovered.

This incident happened almost 8 years back and I still can't shrug her off my mind. I'm out of the trauma now but still I wish to see her someday and come back into my life.

Well friends, this is my story and the real reason behind my blogging. I hope I didn't bore you much.