PRESENT DAY
"That was the last time I saw Neha, I lost the first
love of my life to an accident. Now I won't rant about why she was the 'first' love of my life, but I will tell you this, I
loved 2-3 more girls before finally understanding the irony of life…" said
Abhishek.
"And what is that?" asked Hemant.
"That is what you might already know…"
"Still, you can
tell us I suppose?" asked Shivani.
"Yeah, why not, very simple, 'It is until you have lost
what you need, is when you realize, that you needed it the most'. Simple, yet,
true, ironical and surprisingly elegant."
"Yes." said Shivani, looking at Hemant from an
angle which wasn't noticeable.
"Well, Shivani, the last love I lost didn't die, I just
lost her due to pure stupidity, and lack of belief and a pure mere sense of
self-insult."
"Self-Insult?" said everyone in unison.
"Yes, I just never believed a girl so beautiful could
hit on me, for I for the most purposes and angles believed, was ugly and despicable
and un-hit-on-able."
"Well, that's a new word," giggled Shivani.
