Have you ever been in love ? A love that came to you when u shut down all the roads towards a relationship ? The kind of love that entirely changed you ? The love that left you unloved ?

I never believed in "Karma"

But that does not really make a difference ... it has to strike me back no matter how far i run away from it ...

This story is of a friendly , outgoing , straightforward girl who really didn't care a damn about the world unless she fell in love with him ... unless she gave herself up for him ... unless her soul was taken away by him ..... and unless she was unloved by him ...

There are many changes in life but however , some changes are said to be life changing ....

I am Soniya and currently i am a biology student ...

I had been studying in Statehood University back then in high school .... and that's when the story of karma started .....

I was more into looks and money as compared to the rest of the things such as nature , personality etc . I know that makes me sound dumb but i also know that no matter how many girls say that they aren't into looks of a guy , I know that it is a must for majority of the people ...

I was in my 8th grade when I 1st had a boyfriend ...

Many of you'll will be like ewww... What a slut ...

I know that Having a boyfriend at the age of 13 is shameful according to most of the people

But it is totally fine according to the survey that states that even 10 year old's are in a relationship...

Just like any young girl , i thought i was in love with him and that i will end up marrying him ... but those stupid fantasies dont really matter ...

Soon after 6 months, I had a breakup with him and did not feel even anything after that

After a gap of 2 Months (when i was 14) , i dated a guy from my class . His name was Aman .... we weren't serious about each other and ended up double dating ...

But as days passed we started hanging out really well ....

Living in Goa was another best thing that happened to me ... frequent dates at the beaches and nightouts and attending the parties was the major course of my weekends ...

Our relationship lasted for over a year ... i know that's FUCKING WEIRD ..... i had never expected to be with Aman for so many months ...

When we were 15 , we actually ended up having sex .....

I still remember the day when i gave my virginity to him ... we stayed back at a hotel .

I was very nervous as it was my 1st time but Aman looked very confident . He was aware of what he was going to do ...

When we entered the hotel room , he went to the washroom to freshen up

and all i could do is sit back on the couch wondering about how my first SEX experience would be........

**I know that you guys must be wondering that the story is moving really fast ... but there is a lot more to come ....

When I sat on the couch , he came outside the washroom and looked at me . He guessed my nervousness and came towards me and held my hand .

He assured me that i would feel better and i didn't have to worry about anything ...

He came closer and pushed me onto the bed . He then came over me and kissed my neck ...

Just like all the girls , that was enough to turn me on ...

He continued to kiss me over my face and then finally our lips met .... I moaned out loud as his hands moved inside my shirt and then beneath my skirt .

I had carried a pair of lingerie with me . Because in almost every movie i watched , the girl always had a sexy lingerie on before love making (i know that sounds childish)...

Within no time , he took off my clothes and undressed himself . Our bare body was against each other and the heat was intense ...

We cuddled with each other and then he finally entered me ... the feel of having him inside me was magical . But the 1st time SEX wasn't as romantic as they show in movies or as sexy as they show porn films ...

I knew that what i was doing wasn't right and that i didn't love Aman a bit , but yet my body longed for a physical touch ....

The best part about our night together was the way he made me moan to the fullest...❤ His tough through my body didnt allow me to stop thinking about him...

The next day , we met each other in school ... my eyes were to shy to meet his and my heartbeated thinking about the previous night ...

We had common friends in highschool and used to be together always along with the group of friends ...

We often went out for movies with our friend circle and ended up making out in the movie theatre ...

I had always been a popular girl at school... and that always made people stay around me ...

My personality was something that attracted a large crowd around ...

I had an average height of 5 feet and 4 inches . In a country of Brown race people , I stood aside due to my fair skin and brown hair . The dark brown eyes added to the beauty of my face and the long straight hair made me look like the perfect girl on the planet ... I had natural curved eyebrows which never needed to be shaped. I had firm cheek bones and an attractive jawline .

These beautiful features really made me feel proud of and i always had an arrogant attitude because of the beauty I possessed ....

There are many boys who wanted to date me but i always had the "WHO CARES" attitude...

I enjoyed making fun of the Guys with Honest proposals ...

I enjoyed treating people in a bad way just because of their looks ...

I felt as if i was the Most beautiful person and I felt that all my friends will always be around me no matter how rude i behave ...

One day , when me and Aman were at a coffee shop , we had an argument over the religion...

I belonged to a Hindu Kshatriya family and he belonged to a Shaikh Muslim family ...

Over the ages , there have been multiple conflicts between the 2 religions

and now , we weren't doing anything different but following our ancestors ....

Our fight got so terrifying that people from the nearby table started starring at our faces . Over the fight , I concluded that I cannot continue this relationship any more and asked him for the breakup..... He immediately agreed as if he had been waiting for it ....

That was the 1st moment that i felt sad for ...

I did not love him but YES i felt bad for breaking up.

Maybe because i couldn't sleep with him any longer** ...