Life was like a blunder. Like literally, i used to be like 'why me'. I saw myself as the unluckiest person alive until when i came to know about a guy.
I knew him before, but not his story.
He was one to be called not unlucky, but unfortunate. I used to think that i was the only one with problems in life, but that guy proved me wrong. He in person never told me anything but i could see pain in his eyes every time we looked at each other. His story was one to be known. My heart sank when a mutual friend told me he had severe serious issues with his father, who had left him, his sister and his mother when he was young. His father made a big mistake by not only separating with his mother but, marrying another one too. He never liked to talk about his personal life, and he never did. As an extra information, i must mention that i liked him before knowing his story, and i fell for him even more harder after i knew it. Now i believe, I'm not the only one managing problems. I'm not the only one having myself to blame. And i'm not the only one, whose unfortunate. I have come across a phase in life where i have realised that everyone has their own life to live, their own problems to solve, and their own battles to fight. This is to show respect to that guy, whom people call a use material cause of his innocence. This is to show respect to that guy, who is really worth it. And finally, this is to make that guy know, that even if he is not wanted by his father, even if he is not wanted by people around, he must know about a girl who not only loves him truly, but respects him too.
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