The more i try to reach out to her, the more i try to talk to her, I realise the more I am alienating myself from her. I sound more stupid and more desperate with each of the attempts. There is intrinsically wrong about the whole relation. She doesn't love me. That should have been the end of the story, but here i am trying to forcefully alter the story. I should have known, stories cannot be altered, destinies cannot be changed. Don Quixote was better than me.