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She was simple and studious. And was the 10-pointer that everyone in the batch hated.He was a sportsman, a jack-of-all trades and the most famous guy in the batch.Their paths shouldn't have crossed. Atleast that's what he thought when he first saw her. Little did he know then.The groups for the botany project were being assigned and they were in the same group. Taking care of plants, watering them, replacing soil was definitely not his thing and on top of that he had to do those along with her.He was reluctant to help at first and as days passed he slowly began to see firsthand the effort that she put into doing so, every morning at 7.15 am and every evening at 5.30 pm. He initially left all the watering and plant care to her and did nothing to help but then something tugged at his heart and he began to appear everyday. Inch by inch he was finding out that Plants were not so dull anymore. And neither was she.The seed of love had been planted and he began to struggle. He struggled with the idea that he could be falling for a nerd, a girl who never did 'girly' things and most of all- someone who was honest. And that was a toughest pill for him to swallow.For two years, he struggled with the realisation of having fallen in love with someone. It was a intensely happy and torturous time. No selfishness, no primal sexual feelings and everyday he prayed for her good. Never before had he prayed so intently and believed in God.And then one day, he had to leave the institute to take part in a competition someplace else. He would be away for seven days- seven days of not being able to see,hear or even look at her. Pressure makes people do stupid things.And he typed an email outlining his feelings and sent it to her.And then he waited.She didn't reply and it was not like whatsapp with a 'last seen'. It was stupid email and she didn't reply.He didn't see her for three days (they had different clasees and also she stopped coming to the mess and had food in her room ). For three days, he prayed that he had not hurt her and he wished that he could undo his action, cursing how stupid he was to send that email. Those three days felt like a stay of execution with the judgment about to happen at any moment.He saw her on the fourth day, almost 80 hours since the email had been sent to her from his laptop when he looked into her eyes- he saw shock. And he felt ashamed. Never had he felt his insides turn quickly into lead and he realised if only he hadn't sent that email. And then after a millisecond later she smiled, yes she smiled. The smile put his insides back in the right place and set his mind at rest and heart into overdrive.Joy, Happiness and Ecstacy were not enough to describe his mental state- he needed something more - the cocktail of feelings he felt wouldn't permit him to sleep not would it keep him still. So he began to pen down a diary to pour out each moment their eyes met, each flutter he felt as she passed by and also to reiterate himself to stay true and honest to his love. He kept reading and re-reading this quote“You will also find that it is no great tragedy if your love is not reciprocated. You are not doing it to be loved back. Its value is to inspire you.”One year passed by with him and her messaging each other, stealing glances in the mess, discussing on what life is and such. He had slowly begun to think she might have the same feelings for him and one night while messaging her after dinner he playfully asked her 'Do you love me...?'She had always been careful of not being seen together in public and also not said anything about her feelings to him- but he never asked for the fear that she may say no. He felt safe not knowing and now and felt happy with just being able to talk to her and be with her, albeit with no one knowing about it.And now with each passing second, something felt amiss and he got a new message. 8 minutes later. He opened it to find the words 'No' flashing on his mobile.The Japanese have a peculiar practise. Once a piece of pottery breaks, they don't throw it away or melt it to make something else from it. Instead they repair it with Gold. For them, their understanding is that vase is more beautiful for having been broken for it'kintsukuroi' meaning to repair with gold.It has been close to two years now- the wounds have healed and He realises during typing this answer that 'kintsukuroi' applies to humans as well -a broken heart is much more valuable than an unbroken one.And He's happy for that.

Yes, they can assign this - it is making you self-aware of your choices and hopefully encouraging better choices.The SAT prompt usually asks your opinion on something - is that an invasion of privacy, too?Of course, the alternate part is that a teacher cannot verify that your food diary is accurate. They can declare it incomplete, if you claim to eat nothing for seven days. But why not fill it out as you see fit, in a style that shows that you understand nutrition principles, to keep your privacy intact?On Monday, I ate green beans, whole grain pasta and a fresh apple. (Or did I eat eight bags of Doritos and three sodas?...)On Tuesday, I ate baked chicken, steamed yellow corn, and peaches. (Or did I eat 6 fried chicken wings, cheesy potatoes, and french fries...)On Wednesday, I ate a fresh greens and tuna salad (And a big chocolate cake...)

It was 6 years back. The Counseling of freshers was going on in my college. I was in 2nd year. I was standing with my friends and saw a beautiful girl coming towards us. I could not tell a word. She had come there for some sort of reporting work. She enquiries of all the counseling thing, left soon and stood nearby the railing writing something in her diary. I went to her collecting all the courage I had and said to her ‘I think, you got something wrong about the counseling, let me correct it’. Those were the words which got embedded in my mind, I still remember our first meet. We talked for a while and somehow I got her number from her. For the next two days she came to my college for reporting and I was with her helping her. My feelings for her were oozing out all the time. We liked each other and had positive vibes for each other. After just seven days our relationship started.It was a roller coaster ride. She used to fight on petty things, I used to do things which hurt her. In normal times, we would love each other a lot. We saw extremes of great times and worst times. With time, we started doubting if our relationship would work.But at the same time, we figured out that some of our fights were just because we don't understand each other well. That was true because a boy can never predict what a girl thinks and vice versa. We fought like animals. But then we kept trying to understand why we fight. This went on for a long time.Today, she is my wife. Now we really think that we are so lucky to have each other. We don't fight much. We are each other's best friend. I prefer spending time with her rather than my friends. We crash weddings together. We have booze together.A guy can surely fall in true love. We are human beings too and we need love as we need food.Understanding and chemistry is as important in a relationship as love. Without it both of you will keep doubting each other's love. And it requires EFFORTS, PATIENCE and TIME.And Yes, MEN DO LOVE TRUELY.