how could i explain to him..that that was not intended. if he would have stayed back for some more time...it would have definitely come to his notice. i had no choice...but again i know i was wrong...wrong inspite of all the reasons i had.
i'm sorry...i really am. i know i wont be able to say so to him...but if he could just read this...
the intention was completely different...but it ended up in something totally different.
this happens time and again.
and everytime i falter...falter to portray what i really want to.i wish there was someone..who could interpret it all...but then u tend to misunderstand once u begin to understand!
at times i feel sorry...feel sorry for her...who knows that she would have done so much to maintain her self-pride.but now...now she is just a mere spectacle to how she is treated. i wish i could provide her some strength...some strength to throw out of her life all those people who caused her pain...i would have ended it all in one go.but she is week...she is week enuf to look after her own body.how is she to look after her mental state??i wish i could help....but i'm sorry for my incapability.
i'm sorry...