Written for my friend's birthday. Happy Birthday Samidha. Love you a lot <3
Also published here : http://mahak-thefragranceoflife.blogspot.com/2011/04/those-facebook-quizzes-one-shot.html
Those Facebook Quizzes:
am tired of hiding my feelings. Everyday I take facebook quizzes on
him, but never publish them. I am tired of holding back my emotions to
myself. Isn't this crazy? I know that I like him, really like him, but
still I can't say those words, even to myself. I am terrified that what
if it isn't? What if we aren't meant to be?
so many ifs and don'ts in my life that I am myself not sure what I
actually want. I like him or maybe.... No. I only like him. I can't
think of that word even. He is a prince and I am just a common girl.
took a facebook quiz asking "if he loves you" and it came to be true. It
said that he loves me. It even said that my crush's name starts with
"M" but I can't trust it, can I? What if it's wrong?
took the quiz "the deepest secret" and typed up his name. It said that
his deepest secret was that he secretly loves me. And before I could
think anything, I just said "I wish." But why do I wish him to love me?
Do I lo-….No.
"what does he wants?" and I again typed up his name. It said that he
wants me to take out somewhere. And before I could possibly think
anything, I said, "Even I want to go out with you."
take quiz on me. One said that I was waiting for him to confess. It
even asked him to take the first step. God knows what got into me, but I
published it. But then, I went back into my profile and deleted the
publish my quiz results, because he is added in my profile. What if he
sees that? What if he gets the hint that he is the one? What if he
thinks me to be a maniac? We are not even friends! What would I say to
him, that "hi, I am a girl who is crazily in love with you?"
Oh man! I
used the "l" term. I can't love him, can I? I only love his smile. I
only love his nature. I only love the way he makes others comfortable in
his company. I only love his jokes. I only….oh crap! I am in love with
explains it. Damn! I always try my level best to cross his path and
smile with my friends. That explains why I feel so contented when I see
him or disappointed when I don't. Oh! Why me? I didn't want to fall in
love. I was happy the way I was. Why he come in my life?
fate when we met. I don't know how exactly, but our paths crossed. His
smile took away my heart. I never was good when it came to talking to
boys, but he made me talk. He is so comfortable to talk to. I don't
actually need words for that.
We had to
do a play together. Not that usual Romeo Juliet type of plays, but that
of a comedy plays. I had to act as his wife. I had to wear a sari. Well,
I admit that colors suit me a lot.
just used to discuss the lines and we used to try acting. We even used
to crack jokes. I have a habit of looking at the eye while talking, and
he usually stared back. I felt so shy, yet comfortable. There was
nothing unusual but something special about him. He was someone who
always attracted me.
days, and my life twisted. I mean, how could I fall in love? I never
even wanted to. But now I realize, that love is so amazing…so beautiful.
I wanted to hug him often times, but only as a friend. When I wore a
sari, he said that I was looking gorgeous, "on fire" to be exact.
said that I looked beautiful, I felt perfectly alright. As if his
comments adored my neck. I had a blush on my cheeks, and I knew that. He
was sitting one seat ahead in bus. I felt so shy.
our hands brushed, I felt butterflies. Sounds filmy? But yeah, it is
truth. I felt a nerve going down on my hands and felt like anything. I
thought it was just a crush which would pass, but I was wrong. There was
something more to it now.
about my feelings, when I dreamt of us married in my dream. I was
shocked yet happy. Whole day, I was blabbering to myself only. But I
knew that I was in love, I just didn't want to say that out loud.
the play, we acted perfectly and got the prize. But I wish the play
hadn't ended. We never talked after that, courtesy my shyness in
speaking first. But then, I could never even take him out of my mind.
him; maybe that's why I love to see his face everyday. I try to catch a
glimpse of his smile before giving the papers. I consider him to be
lucky for me. Although, it doesn't actually changes anything. Even if I
see him or not, my paper would go the way I prepared. My brain knows
this, but I don't know how to tell this to my heart.
can't say those unsaid words to him, but I know that deep inside, I want
to. I like him, or maybe love him, but I can't ever express it. I would
wait for the day when we would be friends and I can confess my feelings
to him. Someone said it right; -Love doesn't happen on purpose…it just
All the characters in this one-shot are purely fictitious. No
resemblance to any character living or dead. And for God's sake, the
feelings described above, are NOT based on my personal experience. These
are completely based on my imagination and i would like it to remain
If you like my work, kindly comment on it. Please leave a review, as i am waiting for them :) <3
Edited by ...Mahak... - 18 April 2011 at 8:10am