Hi! I am boy now, 20 years in age and you can call me ‘Bee’. Actually I tried to name myself a lot but neither of them suited my mind so I finally decided to call myself Bee, my girlfriend calls me with this name. In many of my future posts I am going to tell you about her. Actually one day I called her honey and from that day onwards she calls me ‘bee’. She says that Bee and honey has a sweet relationship.
Well I am from a small town in India. I don't identify myself as a writer, you can say that this blog is a diary, which I write intentionally to tell about my feelings. To tell about my experiences. This blog is about being honest and about confessions. Here I will tell you my true love story and my genuine feelings. In practice I try to not tell a lie to my girlfriend, I love her very much. But sometimes I do things which I hide from her. So this is the place where I am going to reveal all this.
I am an engineering student and I spent my most of the school time in a residential school. In this school every thing was good but a communication gap between boys and girls and my shy nature has in time developed a feeling of inferiority in me. I face difficulty in speaking publicly. I lag those showcase talents like singing, dancing, anchoring, debating etc. I am doing my engineering from a place where I feel no progress in my skills. I want to live my post engineering life from a good and developed place.
In childhood I felt like hero. I was the leader of my gang. Most of my friends were girls, beautiful one’s! Always late arriving in school and two girls came my home daily to wake me up. I repeated bicycle stunts in front of beautiful girls of my colony, which I use to learn from Agay Devgan movies, like phool aur kaatein etc. I have a record of falling down from my bicycle which I used to ride at uncontrollable speed. My new jeans became useless in these style stunts.
But falling in love stuffs from that age actually changed me a lot. According to me one should not think about these stuffs from that early age. It affected me a lot and kept affecting because I didn’t stopped. Today I realize what I have lost. Well now I am busy studying and I am trying to improve. Don't think that this blog will be filled with sad stories. I will share my most favorites experiences here.
Well now I am graduating and I am living in a relationship which simply means that I have a girlfriend whom I love more than anything else. I want to marry her but there are some difficulties, as you know that India is a country which has more number of castes than it has states. Alas I am a victim of it. But I won’t quit and I have plans for it. I aspire to join civil services. I work hard for it. If any one of you are also preparing for it then do let me know.
As the matter of my love story is already revealed then I should tell you something about it. I love a simple girl. When I tell her she is beautiful then she doesn’t believes me. In fact how my love for her developed for her is a mystery for me. It started with a story which I have written, thinking of the, even before I met her. One day she came to read all those and it all started.
I wont make false stories here as I did sometime ago in my wordpress.com blog. Only thing which I want from this blog is some good friends and some sincere readers. I am sharing the purest feelings here so I should at least expect this from you. If you read this please put your thoughts in the comment box and let me know that will you visit by diary-blog again. Please do put your comments in every post you read as I always expect them from you and yes if you too have your story and you want me to read it for you then must put a link for it in comments.
With an expectation of good and loving readers.
Bee.
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