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My Love

No one believes in love at first sight until that special person comes long and steals your heart

This is my story where i fell head and heels for a widow. Let me introduce myself I'm Rahul Verma. I was born and brought up in U.S. ( wondering why I use U.S. because it's my dream place). The only son of Mr Ravi  and Revathi Verma. Revathi mom is my yesoda and devaki is Lavanya.

My birth mom left behind me and dad after my birth when I was 2. She was suffering from cancer then dad took the role of both mom and dad. Then Revathi mom came as a normal employee in dad's office and he found love for second time and she loves me like her own son. She was stubborn that she won't give birth to a child and we are a happy family .

Parents became old and wants to transfer their responsibilities on my shoulder and rest. I too agreed before that I had a condition,I need to visit India and then join office. My mom and dad wasn't keen to send  me,they can't spend a day without me was the main reason . Now I'm a grown up man why can't they understand.

On the day of my departure my parents were behaving like typical bollywood movie parents . I chuckled they glared and I touched their feet and took the blessings. I couldn't control my tongue from speaking those words. It's so filmy and ran from there.

The destiny too wants me to go to India and everything has an inner meaning.

It's been 2 weeks I reached here,I'm in Delhi and there's a housing colony where I live as a PG in a house. Daily routine is to visit the famous places click pictures and come back. It's a bad decision of mine to come here, I feel homesick. I am missing mom and her cooking and dad's care.

Opposite there's a big bungalow the people address as Haveli. I didn't go there yet but I got an invitation from the house to attend the marriage of their son. I just wore a white shirt and denim accompanied with my favourite camera to capture the moments.

The house was filled with relatives,family and many more,so much noise. There was a group of ladies whowere flaunting about their saree ,jewellery and what not. I clicked some random pictures,then the dhol started and the dance begins. It was nice to see and someone pulled me to the crowd and I too tried my luck then left from there.

I got a call from dad but the noise was arghhh. I just moved from here to there. Then my eyes got stuck to a beautiful creation of God unknowingly I said my Angel.An elderly lady came near her and the girl left the place with a sad face.

I don't know but I was just following her and my dad yelling from phone brought me back to reality. Just to know my well being he called I just made an excuse and end the call. I saw the Angel standing near the window and the moonlight falling in her face. She looks beautiful and I heard some footsteps coming closer so I just enter the room and hid behind the door.

A lady came near the Angel and started abusing her with names and she just heard everything with a blank face,and the other woman went out and she turned her face to the window.

I tip toed from the room and went to have the lavish food,when I took a morsel my mind mumbled if she had anything. I took a bowl of jamun and looked for her. She was still near the window. I went inside she turned because of the noise and I came near her.

This time I studied the each and every detail of her's face,her hazel eyes,pointed nose,pink lips and hair falling near her forehead. I just raised my hand and tucked her random strand of hair and she  went stiff and I froze. She due to fear and me of the chills that ran through my spine by the touch.

These are for you and forward the jamun and  said may be this will make you happy and left the room,in a thought that she might eat those sweet balls .