The Feeling of Being Loved

Book Description
Shruti, a software engineer has a wish to be truly loved by someone. In her journey, she has two companions - Meera and her talking rational mind. Her idea of love and respect guides her to take some strong decisions. The feeling of being loved is the story of those rational decisions taken by a distracted mind to
make things alright.

Author
Raviraj Mishra

Author Description
Raviraj Mishra, born in Pune, India is a writer and an entrepreneur. He is the author of the book - The Feeling of Being Loved. He is known for his rhythmic writing. He prefers writing and reading fiction. He enjoys creating characters and building up a story around them. He has written around 40 articles which are available on his blog www.ravirajmishra.com, out of which he has published 11 selected articles in his first book - 11 Stories. After which he wrote his first fiction novel - The Feeling of Being Loved.

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Unconditional love part 1

She was in pain, I could see a tear drop rolling down her cheek. She was silent and her eyes were close but I know she was crying, more from her heart than from her eyes. Her heart was affected by the tremendous amount of pain brought to her. She attempted a suicide by drinking dettol when she was conscious, she did it just because she wanted to end every pain she was surviving but she failed. Doctors treated her and gave all the necessary medication so that she could sleep and eventually recover from every pain, but medicine could only cure her physical illness, her mental illness was with her even when she was walking out of the hospital to her home-the most safest place she could consider in this universe. I tried talking to her but everytime she saw me she was afraid. I went to her house but her father said " We dont want to become a news item". That made me feel guilty. After giving a lot of explaination to my mind I concluded that I would not write anything about her i

The Beginning

It was evening and we were on our seperate bikes. We had some numb conversation about your friend you used to like. I saw your eyes filled and I felt a twinge in my heart. It had been a week or so, when I had told you my feelings for you were hard. It was twist in my life. I thought I lost it. My love for you had grown all wide, but in that evening I came to know, maybe it was him you liked. I thought of leaving the road of your life. And I remember I tried to convince you, that for you, he was right. I was talking with a smile, but deep down my heart lied. It wanted you to think only about me, because I was the one who dreamt of a whole new life. I was sure till than, I would never find anyone like you. My eyes when shut, could see you. My ears in silence would hear you. My hands in emptiness would feel you. Your words were clear in my head. Thinking about you, I never had to make up a sentence you said. Talking about you, I would get carried away. J

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