For any of you who don’y know, Pooja is my girlfriend. And further more, this is not a post designed to win brownie points with her. Its about how I have been doing things like telling her “I’ll call back in sometime” and “I’ll chat later” and not actually chatting because I am either too late or don’t turn up. Just today I said I’ll come back , but I didnt. I dont intend to do that, but the consequence is the same. And she has been nothing but supportive when Mom was not well, and has only been understanding, turning a blind eye if I don’t show up online when I say I will.
So I am going to say this for her : She means the world. She gives me all I need. And if she feels that isnt able to give me all that, its not because she falls short, its because my needs from her change. She adapts quickly and fulfills me once more. I guess thats true love…to be able to continously satisfy someone over and over again.
Like any human being , she has her quirks. I am not going to say I find some of her quirks likeable…but I love her just the same. I love her with her quirks, and not inspite of them.
A message dedicated to her…for being her.
here she is, looking at the bay from Marine Drive, Mumbai.
And another one of her …cute isn’t she?