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Teenager crisis 3

He always pretends to be alright as if no hurt can hurt him and no doubts can rule him. This attitude leads him to be an easy to approach man and easy ditch rock.
The midnight of the summer with almost every living creature sleeping in their world brought an unaccepted exception for him. He lost his sleep to a call and jumped out of the bed towards his wardrobe. His actions cleared that the call was from someone he truly cares about. He accelerated his car towards his destination. His mind was no more in his clutches it was on  something else which turned his driving  really rash.Tears covered his face and this time it was a real hurt which destroyed his strong belief on himself and on god.
He reached to 'Gyan-jyoti womens hostel'  and approached the hostel warden.
The hostel warden asked him to follow her as she started walking towards the stairs. Each step he was climbing increased his pain, he was still controlling his thoughts and expecting for something good. Her thoughts were flashing like a seawave, new everytime it reaches the shore.
What it feels to be hurt only can be described when you feel the hurt. What it feels to be loved only can described when you feel the love. Emotions, attachment are the active part of love. I know i am saying it technically, but love can be described only when these active parts are missing.

His love for her was emotionless. He kept his face and thoughts hard and changed them the way she wanted him to be. All he did was he controlled his feelings and the day when he finally reached the fifth floor and entered her room his condensed feelings broke into tears.
He knew she was under severe pain, something that would lead any human to close the chapters. Everytime he met her all he did was to make her feel better. That summer night he did the same thing, said the same words, felt the same way. He gave all of him and excepted nothing from her all he needed was a smile on her face and happiness in her heart. But seeing her body on ground with no movements his feelings broke. The incident changed his life, changed his way of thinking and destroyed his belief.
No matter how good you are in your life there are days you have to cry, there are situations you need to worry and there are lessons your life learns

Raviraj Mishra

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