No matter how long you pray that she should be absent on some important lectures’ day, she would be waiting for you on the first bench,
No matter how dearly you want her to score a little less, you would always share the trophy with her. Finally,
No matter how many faces you come across in the morning, she would be the first one your mind registers!
I’m being serious when I say, “If you have a ‘Lady Aamir Khan’ award, give it to her”. She was the most perfect I had seen in my life by then.
Hell No! That wasn’t love (too big a word then), neither infatuation, don’t call it friendship either for we seldom talked. Neither of us did…who cared then, nobody did. Neither me, not her…
P.S: My friends still blast me of not having talked to her in those days. Some of them were interested themselves. Came to know afterwards. N I’m happy…hehe :P
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2 comments:
so LUCKY boy what did u call it then?
@ Priyanka
Don't know. Do u name all the relations that you savour? Definitely not...its nt important to christen everything a name, its just the feeling that is hidden.
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Don't say anything intellectual! She is reading this, who would explain... :P
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