"There are two sides to every  story and the truth lies somewhere  at the middle"

                                         - Paul J Alessi

His face was only a few inches way. My stare fell on his orangish beautiful lips aiming for mine. When he held me close I closed my eyes for his lips to touch mine. But its like am not getting the sensation of his lips moving on mine.

BAM!

My beautiful dream was crushed by the sudden ringing of my phone. It was  him ,the leading  man in my life as per  the media celebrated.  I still doubt what's his status in my life . why this guy calling me now. I just sat up on my bed trying to drive away the hangover of my dream.

I was just not interested to talk to him. I put the phone on silent and  went to sleep.. .I wish I could sleep but I m could n't. I m still processing what is  happening in my life recently.  Yeah I had to understand that this is life, it doesn't flow the way you wish instead you had to go through the way it wishes. 

I rubbed my eyes. It's like my subconscious is still replaying my memories. Even though its been a while that I  have seen the owner of that beautiful lips, the dream sequence was so clear  and vivid. It felt so real that I m reliving that moment again. ...i miss it so hard. 

Every day I woke up trying to cope with the new reality. 

Nine years before when I walked into my filming sets I didn’t know that I would be meeting someone who would become an important part of my life .I still remember his face when I met him,so awkward and shy ,but we instantly become friends. It was that instant connection which made us always stick together in the sets,as if he was someone I knew for ages. Starting from there he was always there for me as my best friend. I knew that when his career grows our friendship should also be repressed but heart still craved for more. Even though I had a lot of guy friends but I was never bothered if they were dating or not but when it comes to him I felt like am getting affected

I don't know which moment I fell in love with that babo.It was just that realisation that I want him to be mine. We used to fight a lot, of course I enjoyed his tantrums , his jealousy, his possessiveness