Not my kinda God!!! | COUPLES FOR CHRIST INDIA
I remember that dreadful evening, many years ago, when the girl I was madly in love with called me saying, "We need to talk." That phrase was enough to send a chill down my spine and to scare me for something terrible to come. I met her the next day and my worst fears came true. She called me to break up with me because I was not the kind of boyfriend she wanted. I was clearly not living up to the expectation she had set for me. I remember that phase of my life when my mobile had a break up playlist and crying came to me as easy as breathing. I could see her face everywhere, from advertising hoardings, to being able to see her face on my chapatti. I was completely shattered because I had not expected her to break up with me.
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