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CHAPTER 3 (PART 2) - SUN-KISSED SUNFLOWER

  

 
I see myself glooming in midsummer field and there’s the sun shining on me. Yes, she is my hues of happiness, a warm gust of wind and my midsummer madness.
She is my sun and I am her sunflower.
How can someone be so captivating?
How can someone change your days of winter haze into sizzling summers?
I found answers to all my questions and I am here to share them with you all.
There’s no confined explanation whether she is ‘The one’ for me. It’s the beautiful unexplainable feeling and love between us that made me fall for her. When you love someone, you can feel how surreal is the connection you both share and that’s how you know that you got ‘the one’. 
Two years ago, we met on social media through a mutual friend and started talking. We hit it off instantly! From texting all day to late night calls, we were irresistible for each other. We were in long distance relationship for 1 year and 3 months. Of course long distance relationship is tough, but it gets tougher when your relationship starts from that note itself. At the very start of our relationship, my parents came to know about us and stopped talking with me which created a lot of emotional stress and was very difficult to just go on. But in the end, I just couldn’t leave her because it’s my life and shouldn’t be defined by someone else.
My parents still believe that it was just a phase and I am straight.
It wasn’t easy to come out as a homosexual couple. Living in India and to top it off being a gay couple, it’s really difficult.There were eyes around us all the time, judging us through their thin framed spectacles with lenses used to see and set the norms for living in a society. When we met for the first time, we were sitting together in a café and holding hands, we were so happy and just couldn’t stay away from each other. All the people around us were staring at us as if we weren’t humans. Even the waiter refused to attend us and gave a very judgemental look. This incident took us aback.
The best phase of our lives started when we got into same college and moved to Canada together. Every morning I spoon her out of reflex. During long distance, we used to hang up on each other by saying ‘yli’ instead of ‘I love you’ so that no one could catch us. We give each other weird nicknames, but the favourite one is penguin and sharkie.
We dream of being together till the end of time. We talk about having our own baby in future. Choosing our own path and the right partner is always in our hands and no one can come in between if the connection is really strong. Don’t let anyone else decide whether you are normal or not. Set your boundaries yourself.


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