I found my love on the train

I found my love on the train

Janshatabdi was moving forward at its own pace. Small stations were passing in the wind. Me, my mom and dad were sitting in the chair car. Then a little girl next to us vomited. Something splashed on me too. Seeing him, I also started vomiting. I soon left the place and went to the wash basin to wash the clothes splatter. Then my eyes fell on a boy. He was sitting in the last seat of the carriage. Something silent, lonely. As if you are in a trance, you are sitting in a bad mood. I washed the splatter of my clothes. But my legs did not move in front of the boy. Her big eyes, fair cheeks, looked absolutely cute. I was just going to see him and sometimes he would stare and sometimes he would roll his eyes. I sat two seats forward in the other side seat. I didn't want to go there. I just wanted to keep looking at her.

The train was still running at its own speed. We had to go somewhere else for the wedding. So I had to leave this train and catch another train. There is little time left to reach the station. There will be about half an hour left. I don't know what was going on in his heart but I gave my heart to him. I fell in love with her at first sight. I wanted to talk to him because I knew the station was coming soon. I went and sat in the seat next to him. He was still sitting like that. Without any knowledge.

"Hi, where are you going?" He began to speak.

"Yes," he said, looking at me.

"Where are you going." I repeat my point again.

"I'm going too far." He looked at me and said, "I have to go to the next station and change trains."

Something happened in my heart. Because I also had to change trains from the next station.

"Which car will I get?" I got him again

If you live together - if you die together

This story is about a boy and a girl whose love is an example. For today's world. For a lover who changes his love every day. Who is with someone today and with someone tomorrow. If love is like that I will say this. Everyone needs love but no one knows how to give love.

This is the story of my friend Priya. Priya and I were very good friends. They shared everything with each other. I would tell her everything and she would tell me everything about me. There was a boy named Rahul in our neighborhood. He knew us too. Come to our house and we were good friends. Priya loved Rahul, Rahul also loved Priya very much but neither Rahul nor Priya knew. Both of them loved each other in their hearts. But his tongue was always closed.

One day Rahul told me "I love Priya very much but I am afraid to say anything." He was so scared that he swore he would not tell anyone. If anyone knows and then someone goes and talks to Priya, what will Priya think of me? He will misunderstand me. I also swore to him that I would not tell anyone.

Many days passed. It's my birthday. I told Rahul I would have a small party today. If Priya also comes to that party, then you propose to her. I will be with you too. He agreed and went to buy a ring to give to Priya. It's evening, Rahul hasn't come yet. So mother said, I will bring Rahul. Ammu also knew about the love between Rahul and Priya.

Mao wanted the two to meet. So he went to call Rahul himself and after a while the two got together. Rahul had a shiny ring on his hand. She looks very happy

Memories of the past

As soon as I entered the house, I saw that our uncle, aunt and some other relatives had come. I was very happy to see, after a long time to see. It's been a long time since I've been here.

I have talked to them a lot. It took a long time to talk. Nothing was known about the timing of the discussion. In my home, I lived with my parents and a younger brother. Didi got married. Who came to our house today after years. But her parents were not happy for so long. Till now they were angry with the old thing. The father wanted to talk to his sister a little, to know the latest news. But the same socialists with high minds would be ashamed of tradition.

I was tired of telling my parents that they were old things, forget it. Didi is very happy today. In your life. Schalke has also become an engineer now. Didi took some steps in the new generation with the changing times, but what went wrong?

When did my father have to leave the village and come to the city because of our education? He did not want to settle down in the city. He was more addicted to the village, but we never finished our studies in the village, so we had to come to the city. Didi was studying in college, then we two brothers, me Rahul and my younger brother Rohit were studying in school. Didi was the smartest of us all in her studies. He also studied a lot. We also used to study from there. Dad was also very happy. They felt that their position in the city had been successful.

A boy also used to study with his sister. While living together, the two became good and true friends. Friendship quickly turns into love. Didi talks about marriage with Robi, Robi has agreed. There was no one in her house to tell her anything, she was an orphan.