If Only You Saw Me (1) - Page 27

Originally posted by: Susegad

Me wanted to be frist when you posted it. But me was so busy today morning me couldn't even log into IF.😭

Par chalo koi nahi, atleast it's been posted and I get to read it aram se now😃

Ok first of all,

Why do I get the feeling that in this Geet I am getting to see glimpses of Mayyo. Almost felt autobiographical. Hmmm, main sahi hu kya Mayyo?😉

I loved this Geet lost in her own world. Unable to communicate with the world around her.

Bilkul introvert hai yeh Geet to. Her best friend isa dear diary. But I loved Geets words.

"You're my best friend. Always there for me and letting me do all the talking while you silently embrace every word I utter.

Don't we all wish that sometimes our friends would just listen to us, without saying anything or giving any advice.

She iscontentwith her lot in lot and is just happy to be loved by her sis and parents. Though she is probably bad at expressing her feelingstowards them.

But she does feel deeply, which is expressed so clearly in the following words.

I may never express how I feel.

Words will never be enough.

I may never tell how much you are missed,

But I do realize that without you, life is so tough..!

She may not particiapte much in the things going around her, but there's nothing wrong with her instincts is there. She can definitely feel somebody's gaze on her.😉

So far Maan SIngh Khurana is just a name of a person who is there vaguely on the fringes of her mind, She has not really seen looked him has she?

She's only looked at him through others eyes.

Cant wait for the following words to become her reality,

You have no idea

About the feelings you stir...

Your eyes and your smile

Make everything else a blur.

And then we can talk about Geet's favorite cheese again.

The party is where things are headed arent they?

Mayyo waiting for "Where's the party tonight"😃

Loved your totally different take on Geet's feelings

Me already waiting for the next part eaaagerly. So you know what you better start doing.😆

Love you🤗

Doesn't every writer put in a little of him/herself in the characters of the story? Your feeling is right. You're seeing glimpses of mayyo here but it isn't autobiographical. 😃
Geet, here, is introvert. She is content with the way she is but she isn't unable to communicate with the world. She just doesn't want to. 😊 And yes, being an introvert, she cannot express her love and concern for her family verbally so she takes the other option to get it out of her system: write.
😳
She isn't quite as unaware of the people around us as she seemed to be in the first chapter. And as for the second stanza becoming her reality, 'all good things to those who wait'! 😉 Yes, the party is where things are headed though I'm not at all sure of how it's going to shape up! 😛
You know, Apa, when I posted the first chapter, I was embarrassed but not nervous. Before posting this second chapter, I was hugely nervous, because I felt this one didn't connect to the first one. Reading that all of you got what I was portraying calmed me but not I'm nervous again when I read that you're waiting for the party! 😳

Thank you for being here! Love you too! 🤗

It doesn't matter that you're a diary and not a human. ..

Originally posted by: glassdoor

Ress mmeee

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Very beautifully done Mayyo.

I love Geet. She is a closet poet huh? I love that.

I may never express how I feel.

Words will never be enough.

I may never tell how much you are missed,

But I dorealizethat without you, life is so tough..!

The above lines are so craftily done. Words are not enough for expressing love anytime. But we still keep trying, don't we?In new ways. Try to tell ourselves the different ways to fall in love yet again. Sometimes we fall in love with a Ma(a)n. Sometimes it might just be the joy of feeling new clothes in our hand. Or smelling old paper. When one wants to find love everything acquires a romantic allure.

This girl what can I say. She is quiet but not sad. She is alone but not lonely.
She is not afraid to feel whatever she feels. She does not feel peer pressure to like the most happening guy in class. She can already differentiate between cheesy and romantic. That is so awesome. 👏

When do we get to hear her talk to her friends? I would like to hear some opinions from her about basically everything. She is going to be talking on stage? I am real curious to know how a non attention seeking private person like her is going to handle being in front of everybody. Would it be hard?

You have no idea

About the feelings you stir...

Your eyes and your smile

Make everything else a blur.

Now why do we like somebody's eyes and smile? To be honest I have no idea. It is just they drum something inside our hearts and make us want to be around them.

I am seriously cheesy, aren't I ?? Say cheese 😃

Okay. I'm both glad and scared to have you reading this one! Glad because of course you're a very good writer yourself and it's an honour to have you here, and scared because you're a very good writer and I'm not sure if I'll be able to live up to your expectations! 😳

Thanks for this precise analysis, Sheesh. 😊
I believe there is an artistic streak in every single person, only coming out in different forms. The girl here is a poet, all be it, a closet poet like you pointed out. She's unable to express her feelings verbally and so she takes the route of writing poetry.
Your description of the girl is to the point.', just what I had in my mind about her! You've picked up on it exactly the way I was trying to portray. Alone but not lonely, quiet but not sad.. 😊
I haven't written anything more than what I've posted so even I don't know how she's going to be equating with her friends, if she has any and how she's going to perform with her speech. 😆
But my personal experience says that eve though it is hard for a non attention seeking person to be under the spotlight, it isn't impossible! The girl might be introvert but she's not a coward and that's what she's going to show next. 😉
Even I have no idea why we find someone's eyes or smile attractive. We might try to justify it with silly reasons like 'oh, I like the color of his eyes' or 'I like the way he smiles' but the truth is there is no explanation. Whatever's pleased the heart's eye is what we come to like. 😳

Thanks for this comment, Sheesh! 😊

Originally posted by: lehr

nice dear 😊

Thank you! 😊

"...You know no matter how many friends I have, you are always special, because you're someone who knows me inside out, who listens without questioning me, without judging me. You're a mirror to my soul, which projects what I actually am.." Extract from diary of TheBrat.😆

Yeah yeah I know what you're thinking. 😆

Great minds think alike and hence am pleasantly surprised to find her thoughts. 😆

And I agree with each and every alphabet of hers. Yes, being loved is the greatest gift anyone could ever have. The kind of love doesn't matter really. And that love is something we are surrounded with often but recognize it seldom. As they say we only get to know something when we don't have it with us, a simple thing like having a pillow fight with your sibling becomes a luxury when you are away from them, your family.

I could almost picture her write her diary sitting in the common room, oblivious of everything, not paying any heed to anything or anyone around her, her stopping writing for a moment when she felt the paranoia of being observed, only to mentally wave of the thoughts and carry on with her work, although quite disturbed now... Oh man I could see all of it in a motion picture.

Although I don't picture DD as Geet. I picture this woman. Don't ask me why. Oh btw in this picture she looks scary but I kind of liked her. Watch the intel ad "Go do something wonderful" to find her.





Moving on, there's something that caught my attention. You showed that it's not that she can't make friends it is that she prefer not to. Often we generalize people into a certain categories based on some preconceived notions. Oh, you write journal, doesn't talk much, have selected friends? Go sit in the group with title Introvert. Do you play sports, talk like there's no tomorrow, come on get a tattoo on your hand saying "I am an extrovert"

When do people understand that not everyone can fall under two distinct categories? We are what we are by circumstances but more than circumstances it is our choice to be what we are.

Last but not the least did I tell you I love this girl so very much? I don't know why the hell have you even thought of people being disappointed or let down or god knows what with this part, but trust me, if the part one was like a prelude, this is where the story actually started for me. Me loving it <3

PS: Did I tell you I wolf whistled when she told about the group having a certain Maan Singh Khurana and another party coming up? I love love love you.😆

my my it was beautifully written dear... where were u till now hmm

thanks to all d people who bugged u so much to post it 😆

poems r so lovely ...

luvd her narration of love

now she's stuck wid "most wanted guy " of her class😆

well indeed his eyes r worth of gushing 😳

luvd d update...plz do continue 😊

Originally posted by: had2bu

Very nice part Mariam!

I got a glimpse of hostel life with her diary dialogue.

What she says about her sister is so true in general. Elder sisters are usually the quiet unassuming ones whereas the younger sisters are more colorful. Chalk and cheese.

She is writing her nervousness of appearing in front of her class and speaking and that would just be so her. I am sure her sister would never feel that.

She wonders about the eyes and the smile. As far as the eyes are concerned they are the windows to our soul. The smile is the acceptance that we seek from people.

Hope she gets both, soon.

Good writing, eager for more.

Thank you, Avi! 😊
You're right, it's often this case where the elder sister is calm and sober while the younger is vibrant and hyper. It's the case in my own home too! Which category do you fall in waise? 😃
For an introvert person, having to speak in front of a whole class is a challenge indeed. A much bigger challenge than it is for extroverts! Her sister surely wouldn't feel this way.
Your comment about the eyes being windows of the soul and smile being acceptance that we seek is quite an intellectual one. Everyone doesn't have the power to look deeper than the surface to know what shines in those eyes or what lies behind that smile.. Let's see if the girl in this story can realise the true beauty, the one which runs deeper than the skin. 😉

Thanks again, Avi! 😊

Originally posted by: fatema_007

uh i am glad u chose to continue with the story 😃
loved this part too..
and thank u very much for the pm
would definitely wait for the next part 😳

Thank you! I'm glad you like it! 😊

Originally posted by: sweetkj

*whistling*

man what a fantastic update..

girl you are superb.. brilliant writing.

it was just flawless.. as if we were flowing with her.

🤗

Thanks Sweety! 🤗

Originally posted by: Sheen-Coolkiwi

Awesome Writing Maryam 👏
Loved It Really 😳
I Love His Eyes n Smile 😉
Killer Dude 😆

Thanks Sheen! 😊
I love his eyes and smile too! And they are both there in your new dp! Love it! ❤️