FINALLY HE FOUND HIS FIRST LOVE....with the changed name and face

Sagar was passing through the corridor of the college. Suddenly, his eyes stopped at his childhood crush Ganga. He was totally flattened by the way she had basketball under her hips and was sitting lying her face down, gazing at the markings of the court. Sagar gazed at her for a long time.
He started sewing his dream of life with her from the college romantic diaries to be with her in the bed late night. He dreamt of the imaginative stories of meeting "Ganga with Sagar"!
That night he painted another painting of that particular sitting position of her. He adorned it so beautifully with his colours of love that it looked real!
Indeed, he was in relationship with her but; in his another nation called 'IMAGINATION'! Finally, he confessed his love by putting all his paintings in the college exhibition. She was indeed his love at first sight. Now,the news got viral in the vicinity colleges.
Sagar and Ganga went on their first date. Like every other girl, she too carried her friend Shikha with her. He told her about the memories and story he created with her in the past seven and half years. Shikha's reactions were usual and something he was expecting. Ganga said, "I did never imagine that I will ever get in such situation. But, to be very honest I loved the paintings. It was completely unexpected. Thankyou!" Shikha made an unsatisfied face and said, "So plain. It's something happening to you which actually happens in fairy tales. C'mon who says 'a plain thankyou' at such romantic situations!?" Ganga looked at Sagar. He made if "It's okay" had any face.
For six more months, their relationship kept on track. Ganga was sure to be parted away. She started feeling all these things a lot cheesy!
Basically, she wasn't habitual of such things and even she doesn't want to.
Not less than in five months Ganga got married. He spent nights weeping in bathroom.
After a week, thinking that the things are okay and he can move on carrying all his crushed emotions. He was crossing the ground suddenly he heard a notable sound, "Sagar". He turned back and saw Shikha was waving at her from a distance at him. In few seconds, she was beside him. Shikha smiled and dropped panting, "Hi! How are you?" Sagar nodded turning his face down hiding his uncontrollable tears. For next thirty seconds both of them kept still. Looking at him, Shikha even got emotional. It took one minute actually to his tears to rolled down and a weeping sound to come out, even after controlling hard. He cried hard.
Shikha couldn't understand how to react. He sobbed and said to Shikha, "I know we weren't compatible but she was my childhood love. I was trying my best; trust me! And, if it was not love then WHAT IS LOVE? It was the same name, same face but the things were different in the story." Shikha even got her eyes filled up with tears. She took him to the bench nearby. He was still uncontrollable. She consoled him and comfort him by tilting his head over her shoulder. He continued, "If others can react the same as there in the story, if you can, why she felt something new?" Meanwhile, Shikha was continuously tapping softly on his head giving him comfort. "Why she left me ruining the whole story and RUINING ME?", he questioned.
Shikha kept her hands over his cheeks and looked in his eyes. She said gulping in his filled throat, "I don't know what is love? But I know the way you do things, everybody like it. AND I; the MOST!" She paused and then continued, "Perhaps, YOUR STORY HAS CHANGED NAME AND FACE!"
He chinned up and hugged her tight never to leave.
IT'S ALL HOW THEY BEGAN PLAYING PARTS IN THEIR REAL LIFE RELATIONSHIP!
Indeed he found his first love or his dream girl with changed name and face!

I WISH, YOU DIE BEFORE ME!!

I WISH, YOU DIE BEFORE ME!!

It was him, her and his cardiac problems. It had been more than 20 years, when he got a severe heart attack and went through a surgery. He had to hug the bed unwillingly for 6 months. Sometimes, he woke up and got his eyes filled; thinking of his children and his wife struggling hard. He had spent sleepless nights thinking about their lives and the burden of his cardiac problem on them.

Now, it  has been 29 years of their marriage. He has got second heart  attack!

"No! The operation is not possible." As the words crossed through her ears, she cried hard. Her days and nights spent with nightmares and negative thoughts.

But, it was their good luck, he was being operated. Also, the operation has been successful.

It was their 30th Marriage Anniversary. Their children threw a party for their Jubilant year of Marriage. After the dance, song and others' speeches, it was the time for them to utter something.

She said looking at him, "I can't think of any moment of my life without the pinch of my sindoor. I REALLY WISH I WOULD DIE BEFORE YOU." Before finishing her words, she got her eyes flooded with tears. She turned her face and try hiding it and handed over the mike to him. He lend his arms to hide herself.

30 seconds passed. She wiped her tears. He said, " I ALWAYS WISH THAT HER WISH COMES TRUE!  I had seen the way she had spent her nights weeping when I was admit. I had seen her dying. I had seen her suffering through the pain even more than me. My closed eyes had seen her checking me 4 to 5 times in a night, whether I am fine or not!" Then turning his face to her and with filled eyes he said, "I can't see you dying from the soul and dragging life helplessly in this body! So, I WISH YOU DIE BEFORE ME! And; the moment just next to it , I."

They both draped over each other and wept hard. There was emotional silence in the air and it was meant to be!😰💓💓

BEHIND THE BARS

BEHIND THE BARS

Snatching the personal diary of Ahana, Riya was rushing down the stairs. Suddenly, she collide with Yash. He said,"Easy! Easy!" She dropping a sorry moved back simultaneously. The next moment laughter was heard at two corners of the school.
"What!" said Riya to her friends who were dying of laughter after that collision scene to tease her. She continued, "Means anything! Ha ha ha! Moron!" Another laughter was heard in the Science section by Yash's friends.
Days passed. Riya's friends began teasing her at every small thing. Once, Ahana said looking at Riya's blue ear rings and Yash's blue half basketball gloves; "Look Deepti, her ear rings and his gloves". Deepti burst out of all the excitement and said, "Oh yeeeaaahh! Blue blue! Matching matching!" Then everybody started, "Matching matching!" Riya let them stop first and then said putting some surprise in her tone "Look Ahana! Your hairpin and his shoes! Black black! OH! Matching matching!"  Everybody burst out laughing. That day, they forgot "matching matching". But, as they were the stupid friends, they come up with another thing.
After the summer vacation, on the very first day of class 12th, Riya was heading towards her friends with excitement and much more to tell. As she started, "you know what!" Suddenly Deepti putting her index finger over her lips stopped Riya; saying "RiYA sh...!"  And then all of them started laughing. Riya asked in a puzzled manner, "what!?" Then, Ahana explained, "Riya+Yash equals Riya shhh!" Riya showed them her middle finger. When she turned her face, she realised Yash passed by her. She spat "Fuck!" She said it to herself to be that nonsense and idiotic in front of Yash. He turned back, while keep moving.
Riya questioned to herself, "Riya you are such a case! What if he heard saying you something or showing middle finger? It shan't matter, right?" Her inner voice answered in a confidence but an insane answer, "MAY BE!"
Riya was an extrovert girl frank to everybody in the school except Yash because her friends used to tease her with him.
Yash was out of those normal boys who talks to anybody but only when they proceed except their close friends. He asked to his friend, "why she behaves different in front of me?" His friend teased, "Easy! Easy!" Yash said staggering, "I mean not sweet not even rude." But his friend continued, "Easy easy!" Yash abused him and then they both started laughing.
In the two years, Riya and Yash didn't have any conversation due to the fear of getting teased.
Finally, the time came to get freed from the SCHOOL BARS. It was their Farewell.
Yash was looking extra handsome in that white shirt adorned with red tie and black trousers with black leather shoes. Riya entered in pink saree, caressing her flicks with one hand and managing her saree with another. In that tough situation of carrying a saree over those black three inches heels, she managed a beautiful smile over her face.
Yash got a glimpse of her smiling face. He wanted to behold but she got lost in the crowd in few seconds. He was dancing here and there searching for Riya. His feelings getting higher and his heart started willing to burst in front of her.
Riya was passing through the corridor. Suddenly, somebody hold her right hand and pulled her. She rolled and fell over a white shirt with left palm right over his chest. She chinned up and was about to burst in an anger. But, looking at that familiar face of Yash, she removed her palm with a little bit of nervousness and said in a low tone, "sorry!" Yash put his index finger over her lips and said, "Riya shsh!" Being nostalgic and with wide eyes, she made a contact with Yash's eyes. He removed his index finger and hold her nervous left hand which was at a distance of three inches from his chest and then made it to cover that journey. Then he asked with love shining in his eyes, "can you hear.....?" Suddenly Riya interrupting said, "Ain't faster. That's normal!" With these words even she brought up a little bit confidence also. He smiled and said, " let me!" Riya looked into his eyes with some more confidence signing him to proceed. He continued, "Can you hear, my every heartbeat saying I LOVE YOU RIYA ?" These words sewed in a question lowered her confidence and she again got that nervousness. In a reply, she lost the contact to his eyes and chinned down. Her left palm slipped off his chest and draped over his neck. His kind left hand released her right hand. But, the cruel he prisoned her with that question BEHIND THE BARS ; LOVE BARS! Her right hand turn over his back and her fingers held his shirt.

Its how getting released from those school bars they again got imprisoned behind those love bars! 💓💓

LOVE FOREVER

 LOVE FOREVER

She was draping her saree and he was draping his arms over her. She smiled and finished draping, and also getting blush over her plain clear cheeks. Then, she stepped out to the corner's bookstore. While she was searching for the books, he found him standing with "The Perfect Us" in his hands. She picked it up and give it for a gift wrap. Then, she stepped forward to the "Hotel Palm Tree". He was there with her at every instance walking hand in hand. She ordered a small pizza, a candle and a matchstick. First, she squeezed the sauce and wrote "HAPPY 20th ANNIVERSARY". Then she blew the candle and he blew a kiss that directly sat over her pink lips. Then he said, "Happy 20th Anniversary. Happy Us." He clapped and she was having that broad smile with her white teeth peeping out and that blush continuously. 

She returned back home, unwrap the gift and said, "Thank you Love!" It's all how she celebrated her 20th Anniversary with the memories of her dead husband and some hallucinations.
Her smile and blush was the same as it was on their 1st and so her love!

The DAY I Puzzled!

             THE DAY I PUZZLED

Today, I thought to confess my feelings.
First, I'll ask to him on FB.
"If I want to tell you something;
Will it be late telling it after an year?"

But, then another thought struck.
If it'll be something like that;
Would mean I don't believe in God.
And, perhaps by doing all that ;
I'm not allowing my life to go on as earlier I've thought!

Why is it so?
Why all this is happening to my soul?
Think if it would be;
Then the new love story can't exist at all.

Meanwhile, one more thought struck;
So what? If it won't be.
My love might be with me!
But, it's a 'might' not a 'surety'!
And, it might can also be;
If I won't confess my feelings.

All over is confusion.
All over is perhaps.
All over is illusion
All over are different ways.

I'd got struck that which one to choose?
Please God, help me choose the right way.

How moron! How fool I am!
If I'm asking help to God right now beleiving that he will.
Then why today I met with such an ill?!

THE CLOSENESS THAT REACHED IT'S EXTREMITY

THE CLOSENESS THAT REACHED IT'S EXTREMITY

First, she passed very close to him. It was that level of closeness that the nailpaint of her fingers strike with his shirt's button. Then, her intensified smell of perfume strike hard his heart. But, he was astound because she was so busy in herself that she could not at all felt that level of closeness. He stood still for a considerable time of about 1000 nano seconds and losing almost all his senses. Somewhere in his heart, he was really willing to return the spark she left with him but he could not. He travelled back to his home feeling his brain a bit heavier due to the memories he made just few minutes ago.
After a good sleep he woke up the next morning. His eyes, ears and brain were now working properly. His brain became lighter but his heart was pumping the memory of yesterday with each stroke of blood to his brain.
At 9 am,  his third recent girlfriend knocked the door and they both began their romantic travel to the city. He was travelling with his girlfriend however his heart, with the girl he got closed last day. Suddenly,  a cab passed by their car smelling the same smell he had yeasterday. His heart desired to stop but then the next moment he saw a beautiful face smiling at him next to his seat. So, he continued travelling with his girlfriend.
Their first stop was the Restaurant Bluebells. Second was Theatre Russell Key and the third was Park Avenue Mall. At all these places he got his nose pinched by the same particular smell. But, as he turned his face to look at, he simultaneously turned it back. Also, the amount of desperation and grief in turning the face used to be the same.
At the Park Avenue, first he paid the bills then his girlfriend paid him a kiss over his thick lips in a public. Then she said goodbye at 8 in the evening. He wanted her to be with him for some more time but he couldn't ask for.
Now, when he was alone driving, her heart was again and again travelling through the thoughts of smell and that closeness. When he returned back to his home, he again got struck by the same smell. He saw a girl sitting at his stairs and sobbing hard. He knelt down and took her face in his hands and caressed her hair and consoled her. She hugged her tight and now he felt like both of them has mingled up like sugar in water. It was the extremity of their closeness. She told him,"You are my first choice. But, I forgot that I'm not your first choice. I know you were having a girlfriend. But still, I don't know why I followed you? And, I think that's why I'm paying for it. I'm dying after watching your kiss. " Before she could say anything else he kissed her on her lips for a long time. When the girl got her senses, she jerked him and ran away. That night he wept hugging those stairs.

An year later he published a book with coverpage writing, "THAT WAS THE FIRST INTENSE KISS."
 And the very first page read,
"To, my love
You are not my first, second or third choice. YOU ARE MY BEST CHOICE. My life travels a lot hearts but has made its first stop at yours."