Thursday, June 28, 2012

When One Ceases To Be Special....

Bondings are for a lifetime - or that's what I hope and expect ( though I know I should not ). To avoid disappointment, I make bonding rare. Mingle with all, bond with few. I know that is a stupid policy and I might have missed many interesting people because of my inhibition. But, to me, that helped getting wounded lesser. Still I get hurt...