My college had started. First day, I was damn excited to meet my pals but only one of them came. Finally after waiting a lot, l had a class so it meant my day wasn't wasteful. I knew first day would be a half day. I told Aafia I planned to rendezvous with Siddharth at 3 o'clock and I left her. I hurriedly packed up my bag and rushed towards the station from where I took a train to home and decided to meet him there.
I reached within 10 minutes. He left me kicking my heels for more 15 minutes. And finally he reached with his yellow karizma bike. The first thing he did was to ask for his apology for being late. He said "sorry, I'm late due to my friend's birthday party which I was attending for the second time. Don't be confused, first birthday party was without friends and also small but this time he made it GRAND inviting all his friends, families, relatives and all those whom he wanted". I nodded and said fine I forgive people easily and we started laughing.
I remember he is not the same old guy what he once used to be in school. He was wearing black shirt with blue denims. And I must say he looked a gym obsessed who never ever misses even a day. Anyone can say this by looking at his heavy muscular body. But one thing that hasn't changed about him is the way he used to respect me during school days. I was always 'the shyest girl' in my school. Even I didn't friends because I don't like to make friends. My Only friend in school was my relative cum neighbor, Sujata and now we aren't that good friends but still we are friends.
We both were standing and talking while he said can we move to some other place where we can talk cozily. We walked but found nothing except a small restaurant which was screaming a name board in capitals saying 'SWAGAT' and I was like really?, with a huge question mark on my face.
We sat down. He made me to order. I just ordered a veg Manchurian, I wasn't famished and the thing was that I wasn't there to have lunch with him. I broke the silence and asked him to start his 'love story' from the start. His voice started being numb and low. I said, please I want to know what made you both to take up such a hard, excruciating decision. Finally he started narrating his or in better words their 'love story'.
"It was early August. I was having a slight crush on 'Nimisha' but I was afraid to tell her. As we were classmates we exchanged our cell number for some presentation work because we both were in the same group. One night, while we both were texting each other I started feeling sleepy and in unconsciousness I typed what my heart feels for her. She asked is it you? I was like what the f? I replied yes. She said with a last reply to me that she's already committed to someone. Good night and good bye.
I knew she was lying right on my face. I was truly, madly, deeply in love with her. I was obsessed with her because everywhere what I could see was only her. Nothing was making me contented. I wanted her to be mine. And I knew someday she'll understand my love for her. I wanted her to know that she's the one for whom my heart said 'Waiting for a girl like you'.
Sooner than later, after trying so hard to realize that my love for her is true she gave a green signal to me. She said YES I LOVE YOU! Those three words was the best word I've ever heard. I was on Cloud 9 that day. Happy like I was never before. I was flying up in the air.
You know Surie! She's so stunningly beautiful that other girls feel jealous saying 'how can someone look so beautiful'? Her big almond shaped eyes with kajal in them look like they'll gonna hypnotize you saying fall-in-love-with-me. Her lips I could kiss them all day if she let me. Her long, shiny black hair till her waist was just perfectly perfect. Her innocent face looks like a small kid who lost his way. Something which I love the most in her was her dressing sense. Whatever she wears looks perfect on her. But I love her most in black chudidar. Black suits her because of her fair complexion. But I don't know why she wears heels when I'm around with her sometimes she even defeated me in height with those high heels. And on top of it I would like to add that she really cooks like a professional chef. She loves to cook."

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DREAMS..... Make it or Break it !
General FictionSurie, a bubbly, little sentimental, not the girliest of girl loves watching cricket, football and various other sports. She lives with her family in Mumbai. Like, everybody she also have a dream in her life. A dream which not only she has seen but...