I was regarded as an introvert in my schooldays. The most difficult task was to express myself in front of a bunch of people, especially; girls were my greatest fear to talk with. Literally, I can even count the number of words, I used in my conversation with the girls in my class during my ten year tenure at school. Once I had an assignment from our English teacher.

I was regarded as an introvert in my schooldays. The most difficult task was to express myself in front of a bunch of people, especially; girls were my greatest fear to talk with. Literally, I can even count the number of words, I used in my conversation with the girls in my class during my ten year tenure at school. Once I had an assignment from our English teacher. To my dismay, the random selection of students teamed me with a girl. Probably, it was the only reason of my un-involvement in the task.

Those bitter experiences persuaded me to scrutinize my personality. I promised myself, I would improve myself in the new environment of college. I persuaded myself to speak with girls, preferred them as coworker in practical, excursions we had, and did everything that I could do to eliminate my fear towards them.

As my interactions geared, I felt more comfortable. I was happy to escape the unknown fear. But, those happy days didn’t last long. A new problem rose!!! A new question started haunting me, does she love me? Virtually, every word that I exchanged with them seemed to be an appeal to me. My dreams were full of the sequences, in which “we” were in the leading roles in song sequences of the latest movie.

But, those “loves” didn’t last long. After few days, a new one would replace the older. Each time I tried to convince myself, that the earlier one was an infatuation and new was the true one. All the sequences of my dream used to reiterate with a new female character. The quest continued till I found a break out of the infinite loop. And the happy days last forever.