" Cursed " the word which has fascinated me since the beginning. I always wanted to know how the people who are cursed looked like....at this point of time in life I can say I now know how they look like. They don't look different from others. You won't even recognize them in the crowd. Like I don't recognized myself for so long. All my life I was looking for the cursed people whereas the curse was lying inside me. Subconsciously I wasn't searching for anyone else but myself this whole time. I somehow know deep inside that I am cursed from the beginning. My curse is that people will love me and then leave me. They make me addicted to them and then when I forgot how to live without them, breathe without them, they will leave me. Leave me to be with my cursed self. I always wondered that why haven't I learned a lesson to not love anyone deeply after being left by someone first time, then second time and then third time. Because it was\is my curse to love th...