Once, there was a guy, who was in love with a gal. She wasn't the most beautiful and gorgeous but she was everything to him.



He used to dream about her, about spending the rest of life with her. His friends advised him, "Why do you dream so much about her, when you don't even know if she loves you or not? Why don't you tell her your feelings first, and get to know if she likes you or not".




He agrred and felt that was the right thing to do. The girl knew from the beginning, that this guy loves her. One day when he proposed but sadly she rejected him.



His friends thought he would be distraught and depressed, would resort to take alcohol; drugs etc. and ruin his life because of the rejection.



To their surprise, he was not depressed at all.



When they asked him why was it that he is not feeling sad, he replied, "'Why should I feel sad about it? I lost one, who never loved me but she lost the one who really loved and cared for her."