Chapter 3

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When a girl falls in love.. She can stare at his eyes forever.. His voice becomes a melody to her ears.. His eyes become the most attractive part.. His every action step breath.. Becomes a obsession.. But sometimes loving blindly can kill ur heart brutally!

Author's Pov :
Ahana was on cloud nine after meeting her first crush.. She wanted to shout and tell everybody about Raj.. That she got a crush but due to her insecurity about him she didn't disclose her secret.
It became a routine for her to get a glance of him.. He unknowingly made a habit of himself to her that without him her face would loose her glow.. But Raj was unknown to the fact that he himself became a crush of his neighbor.. But deep down inside her heart... She was hurt that he never noticed her.. She used to dress nicely just to get a glance of him but the results always disappointed her..We all at some point in life must have had a burning desire to be with someone, someone we find very attractive, someone we find very interesting. Though some people might not know what to call this experience, for the lack of a better word, we can call this crush, a burning desire to be with someone who you find very attractive and extremely special. Having a crush on someone can be both exciting and terrifying. Sometimes, it's hard to determine if you even have a crush on someone or not. It can be frustrating when your crush doesn't even notice you
Same situation was with Ahana.. She couldn't recognise her feelings for him.. It was a frustrating thing for her..
She used to get annoyed whoever uses to praise her because she only expected Raj to praise her appreciate her..
But God was not in her side.. She got praises from all but Raj.
She was losing hope of being with him forever..
She started to ignore him to calm down her heart but her stupid heart didn't let her. She started dreaming about him.. How they would go on small dates.. How all would be jealous of her.. How she would hold his hands and walk.. How she would rest her head on his shoulder.

"If music be the food of love

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"If music be the food of love... play on..." says Shakespeare in the Twelfth Night..

Love for a person can never be ended but can be suppressed.. Love can never be ended.. And if ends then it is not love.

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