Sometimes we need to be alone.
Just a walk of life.
For our own specific reasons.
Lately I am alone a lot.
There is just nobody. Really.
This is not some sad love story.
However, my heart has been broken.
I have cried many tears.
The Love Journey of Lakshmi
Sometimes we need to be alone.
Just a walk of life.
For our own specific reasons.
Lately I am alone a lot.
There is just nobody. Really.
This is not some sad love story.
However, my heart has been broken.
I have cried many tears.
In one of my posts on Instagram.
I am writing about this arranged marriage.
It is the first time I am using content of my own to write a story.
Just being my own inspiration.
Although that post and content is connected to a piece of me.
There is something else I am talking about.
And I want to continue in this story.
When it comes to marriage, I am thinking about my parents.
Arranged married, Indian, that is what it is mainly.
If that involves love?
I don’t know, really.
There seems to be a lot of mystery around that.
Arranged marriage.
‘Venting is healthy and you should never refrain from it Lakshmi’.
The words gave me clear directions.
Not just only for me to understand.
So I am sharing those words that were said to me, directly.
It was after a brave moment I had.
This is what I had said.
The act of love is basically just doing.
It is what I am thinking.
When we marry, we say ‘I do’.
This is how I came up with this thinking.
The end is where it begins.
Right?
Or is it just me being Indian?
Living in some spiritual galaxy.
Love Language seems to come back in my life.
A video on Facebook I have seen several times.
The explanation and even examples.
Presented in a stand up show.
Not the same as I have been watching before.
However something was missing.
What does a romantic date look like, according to you?
A question.
It was written on this tea bag.
A girl I know was drinking this tea and showed the text of the bag on her Instagram story.
‘A romantic date, what is that?’ Was her question.
She had put this text on the content of this little story.
‘Perhaps you should write it down’, I wrote.
‘Yes, that is a good one..’, was her answer to me.
There is this reel on Instagram I keep on watching.
Over and over again. The same video’s.
It has been weeks already.
So much of his reels and posts I have seen.
It is beginning to understand for me, that this repeatedness of this content is trying to show me something that is there for me to comprehend.
A lesson to be learned or something to be said.
‘You know’. Is how I started.
I needed some time to think about what I wanted to say.
What he had told me was very personal and I could see he was still trying to understand for himself what he actually had said.
His face was looking down.
We were sitting a bit apart from each other.
I was looking at him.