Of all the countless moments I had shared with my ex-girlfriend, the one I remember the most is the memory of the day when we last saw each other, on the day when she told me we were breaking up.

I was sitting in front of her, on the breakfast table in the garden at the back of my house, munching on the fried bread and baked beans, not at all aware that in a moment she would change everything.

We had a good thing going on — she and I— for the last two years. Great understanding, electric physical…

“We’re meant to be!”

This belief. This feeling — It is the most important reason that breaks up even the strongest of the relationships.

This belief that we are soulmates, that we are perfect for each other, it’s a miracle that we ever met, that our meeting was somehow special. But which in reality is nothing but one of the equally probable chance event among the infinite sample space out there. And this blind belief that now having found each other, nothing can change this — this state of love. …

It had started to rain again.

Standing at a cross-road waiting for the light to turn green I was staring at the wet road glistening with the yellow reflection of sodium lamplights when I felt something cool and soft pricking against the skin of my face.

I turned my head up and saw illuminated in the yellow cone of street lights, numerous drops of drizzle wafting down in the evening air. They were so light that they seemed to be floating in the air like flakes of snow.

Soon the drizzle had turned into a fine spray of a light…

In any business (and also in life), it is considered good sense to have a Plan B as a backup if your Plan A comes to fail. This Plan B, which acts as a cushion, ensures that you don’t up end up with nothing when you are roaring ahead to get everything. A person is considered reckless if he does not have a backup for a rainy day.

But it is frowned upon when the same principle is applied in romantic relationships — which is surprising, considering having the right romantic partner is not only an important part of our…

To this day I wonder — why did I go out with her? We had nothing in common; we had hated each other for most of our lives, and we both had reached an age that could differentiate lust from love.

Still, on that night, when we found ourselves alone in the attic of the holiday resort while our friends slept downstairs, she and I, our senses reeling from the slight intoxication of the heady wines we had drunk, decided to go to bed with each other.

It happened really fast.

One moment she and I were laughing, having friendly…

Anyone who has experienced love, however little, knows how powerful it can be, how it can spread to every inch of the fabric of our conscious and subconscious minds, rendering us so powerless that we end up doing nothing but thinking about the person with whom we are in love.

It is a beautiful feeling that shows us a glimpse of heaven on this earth.

But if we are not lucky, as is the case most of the times for most of us, and this love ends up one-sided, we end up in one of the most dreadful states one…

By the time I had showered, changed into fresh clothes, and was ready to step out of the house, the soft thrum of the rain had grown into an incessant downpour, a wild lashing rain drumming the roof and the pattering the window panes.

I went to the window and looked outside.

The square that had been bustling with the crowd now lay deserted, with trees swinging drunkardly in the swift wind, the little puddles forming outside the shops' steps and at the foot of the trees bordering the square on the other side.

There is no way she will…