when we met

I miss those butterflies. You know the ones you had when you knew someone liked you or the someone you liked is near you Or the time you felt a flutter when the guy you'd dreamt about, suddenly asks you to pass a sugar sachet? It's a wonderful feeling right?. And here is the story about my first crush.
A beautiful story about a train travel to Chennai and how my journey was and how I met him...

A story where no one expects anything from other one.