Diary of an Indian Girl

Sometimes when I cannot gather enough courage, to speak up for myself, I come to this lonely lane near the beach. His words echo in my ear. How can someone be so mean and selfish? How can he ignore the fact that it’s me who is behind his accomplishment? I put my career and my choices at stake just to make him successful. Tear well down my eyes, thinking of the struggle I have done to keep this relationship working. Today, he has again ruined one of my dreams. Why can’t he understand that I need to be having a life of my own? He has become like a wound that neither goes nor does it pain lessen away. This is something that I cannot share with anyone. Tomorrow I have to meet my best friend. She is a very famous model who lives alone. We are childhood friends, I use to share everything with her, till she slept with my ex-boyfriend. We had a very big fight then, but eventually we overcame our differences, but there are certain things you should never do and sleeping with your best buddy’s boyfriend is one of them. Since then I keep her away from my partners. I look at my phone its already half past ten and I see several missed calls. I check them out, to my utter surprise, it’s none from him. I feel so miserable.

Suddenly, my phone beeps and I see a text from him saying …turn back baby… lets go home now 🙂 .