"...and the one who loves, will always keep you like a rose, even it's broken petals, in his favourite book like a treasure."
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It is said prayers are answered in the most astonishing and unexpected moments o...
And We have not sent you (oh Prophet) except comprehensively to mankind as a bringer of good tidings and a warner. But most of the people do not know.
(Quran 34:28)
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I have a confession to make, it's a secret.
My secret is supposed to remain confined within me or may be it should reach its desperate remedy.. You.
The numerous amounts of hints and glances I've casted upon you has everybody known about my nonpublic affection, except you.
A different ache crawls into me, the torment of you remaining unmoved makes me want to grab you by your collar and scream "notice me! "
Allah! What's wrong with me?! I've never been this way.
Every moment around you feels likes a blessing.
Each and every moment inscribed in my heart.
Remember when You sat in the second row, first column first seat to my right for forty five minutes of my life? You were just one hundred and thirty five centimeters away.
Remember when you saw me in the parking lot on twentieth of March under the scorching sun ? I remember my heart whisper wishes.
Remember when you were the second one to arrive in the class after me? I remember looking at you as you took the seat on the left column third bench. I remember you look out of the window and smile.
Remember when you walked almost beside me to another class situated at the end of corridor? I remember you wearing a blue checkered shirt with your arm resting on your friend's shoulder.
Remember when you walked past me to climb the stairs to catch hold of your friend? I remember walking behind you trying to match your pace.
Remember when I gave seminar in front of whole class but eyes rested on you? I remember you were smiling, I remember your friend whispering and you nodding in return. Was I good?
Why does it have to be me..? The one to remember everything.
I know we haven't spoken much but every cell of mine seems to scream towards your heart yet you manage to remain unfazed.
It's just me gradually and progressively falling for you, alone.
This is probably going to remain as 'if only', 'what if' and 'maybe'.
