A truly bitter reality of my life

A truly bitter reality of my life

In the evening, I was sitting in my garden enjoying the cool breeze. Birds fluttered in the sky, and the sun began to set. I also sat alone for a long time - you were just getting bored. Suddenly my neighbor went to the house. Mr. Gupta and his wife lived in his house, and he also had a son who studied in another city. So who is this girl? I thought to myself that maybe there will be a relative, but looking at that side again, the girl has left. I don't know, a strange movement started inside me, I was so engrossed in all this that suddenly my mother called from inside - "Son Vijay tea is ready, I went inside and had hot tea, but the girl was not out of my sight. She liked my mind. Somehow I spent the night. Then he woke up in the morning and started walking towards Guptaji's house. I opened the door as soon as the doorbell rang. The same girl in front, big eyes, long silky hair, fair complexion looked like this.

He opened the door and went inside quietly. Then came Gupta. Talking to him, he knew that the girl was his sister's daughter. I asked her - "Why is she so sad." Guptaji ignored me and changed the matter. Then I went home without much research. My mother and I lived alone. When I was 10 years old, my dad died. My mother used to teach me to write. Today I work in a small company. Disappointed, I said to my mother- "Mom, get breakfast ready soon. Mother asked, why are you so upset? I just told you.

I don't know why the girl's face was not moving away from my eyes. All the time at the same time

He left alone

Those were my golden days. I was getting all the happiness of life. Because I loved a girl and she loved me 100 times more. Our days were passing as if a golden dream was coming true. It was the most beautiful thing of my life. We spend every moment together. His name was Payal. We both used to quarrel a lot and I did it on purpose because it was so nice to celebrate him. When he bowed his head and said sorry, I would laugh at the innocence of his face. He hurriedly hugged her.

"Even someone loves someone very much." When I asked, he had only one answer:

"I don't know anyone else. You are everything to me. I shudder to think of this life without you. Without you, nothing in this world is mine.

"I can't live without you either. You won't leave me, will you? I had a feeling that I would never find a girl like Payal. I was afraid of losing her too.

It's just a matter of one day. I did not go to college that day. I have a fever. After a while, Pawel's phone rang. I told him I had a fever. I didn't want to tell her, because I knew she would leave the classroom, and so it was, she was with me for a while. Question after question began. Have you taken any medicine? Eaten? Why didn't you tell me before? I thought that such a fever would come every day. With so much love, so much service, all sorrows are acceptable. This kind of love comes from destiny. That fate was with me. Seeing so much love, my father used to say- "You marry him." Even I thought the same. Because I couldn't live without him. That was all. I kept thinking about her and kept dreaming of marrying her.

Many days have passed. One day his phone rang.

Our unfinished love story

The matter of the heart remains in the heart. Just because of a fear 'What if he misunderstands?' Our friendship will end. Because of this fear, so many people like us still have lost their love and remorse for that thing. If I told him. - "I love you. I can't live without you. It's up to you what you do but I love you."

Even though so many years have passed, this thing makes my heart beat faster. The mind becomes restless and the eyes begin to see it. Not knowing that. Which you will not get. The whole picture of that time kept revolving before my eyes. Today, that instability has increased again. His memory hurts the heart. I am sharing my story with you, maybe the burden of the mind will be lightened.

Our love story started from 11th grade. I was the least talked about boy in my class. A very shy then very beautiful girl 'Sneha' entered our own class. He was different. There was something different about him. Beauty is like asking from the angels of heaven. Big eyes, fine nose, pink cheeks and long black hair. The day she came after a bright shoot, she looked absolutely like a fairy.

He also talked less like me. She looks like me. I started falling in love with her. He was always my concern. I looked for an excuse to talk to him. By then he had joined our team. We started talking lightly. But she didn't realize how much I loved her. How many times have I thought I should tell him today. But as soon as I saw him coming from the front, my heart would beat faster and my mind would become empty. All is forgotten.

Now we come to the 12th. Then came the tour program from the college side. It feels very good to think