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Some stories of Love

I wasn't dressed the best, the first time I saw her.  The bliss of ignorance filled the air as a blow of senseless wisdom filled the spaces. Timing was at it's finest brew and the temperature of the room was matching the coffee pouring down of the coffee machine.  Eyes were rolling and everyone was looking at new faces that filled the auditorium that day. Happiness and Stress were distributed in equal proportions. Some were sure of their fate while some still argued that this is not their dream.  Maybe it wasn't,  maybe it was but still fate plans the best for everyone.  The rolling eyes that day,  caught some glimpses.  Some of the same glimpses happened to take place in the coming days leading to a deja vu situation where as some glimpses,  when happened didn't felt like it was the one and only time it was happening. But then time lead to prove that it was. Time is a strong player of the game. I never knew that the glimpses that happened only one, was going to happen

The NAME Module (Episode 1)

I was wrong that day and the biggest mistake I made was thinking it to be a regular day. It was a regular day in the sense that there were no special markings on the wall calendar but it was seriously something more than normal for me to flirt with someone after a long gap of many months. My recent break-up, which was a couple of months back had left me with no intention to be involved again in this agonizing game of heart make and heart breaks but seeing this girl for the first time had a different feeling. It was a reflex that I started talking with her and it was a reflex that simple texts lead to serious conversations and there were ingredients of flirt in every bite of the dish. Had the leisure lasted a bit longer, I would've taken things way down but  life had different plans. That was what happened that day and it ended up for good. You can't write this stuff. It's more beautiful when it's unexpected and that was something that happened the following day. I was

I remember it hurt seeing her hurt......

I remember it hurt seeing her hurt. She was hurt, she was bleeding with fears, insecurities filled her heart and tears were the form that it could escape out of her body. She didn't tell me anything but yet i understood, i understand everything. She can mute down her volume but the fears that her eyes display and the words that her body speaks says everything. It hurt and it hurt more when the i couldn't help her. She was there but yet there was nothing i could do. She was dying but she's trying to show that she was living up to her fullest.. but she was. Was it a move to make ne jealous or an attemp to live those last few moments she would be spending in this country in the way she likes but i could see her having the spark for other guys. What spark i had for her,she can't see as thr brightness of my spark is so much that her eyes are forced to change directions without realising what were those lights potrating.. She could've made two lives better but she chose

We are different... ;)

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And it was like a miracle, seeing her there unexpectedly, i was confused if i should, should? Nah! If i  could act normal. If i could just be me. she understood or maybe didn't saw me but she just went to the opposite direction in a group of her college mates. I was still looking at the group when i saw one of her pointing to my direction and to none of my shock she started the  journey. Some 10 meters distance between us and i remembered to my good that i was in the registration board. I was supposed to direct the group but there i was with a group of girls other, many of them creating a situation i couldn't talk with her.i could but i didn't want to, she came near and to my luck i was called by a teacher to the other part and we couldn't talk in between then. I saw she had a phone on her hand so i texted her pretending to call a friend, yeah! we're friends though, friends who talk, talk about all shit. We were just friends but as always at the end of the day a bon

My crush! (A short poem and reason why my crush is my crush)

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Hello and good morning! What’s new out there in your world? =D So crush huh! I’m crushed now figuring not to see my crush for about a month and being ignored by her all weekend, man that’s tougher then I thought! Now let’s see why my crush is my crush! Interesting topic! =D The case is kind of like this! Well no offence but that’s what I’ve been told by some guys! Well still she is there for me! Not sure but it may be because she has trust in me! This girl who I didn’t even know suddenly starts becoming frank to me shares her problem with parents and all shit! Between all those small talks Yeah I fell in love! <3 So hard, I had to get involved.. It all goes like this……………………….(A poem by me) Among the long talks we had, the emotional bonding we made, fights with each other we created, funny cum hurtful things we said, Despite all those you were the best Somewhere in the middle of the talks Yeah! I fell in love! <3 Its mysterious how things work out

college crush cycle. ;)

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The college crush Yeah! college crush cycle,sounds kinda different i guess but it's a routine like biology  at the first period, physics at the second and class ends with English lecture. The first day at college, you see a girl, pray that she may be put in your class, and whoa god listens, A class of Biology group so i guess it's obvious that               Girls population >> Guys population. We occupy the last bench and just in front of you the girl resides, your full interest in class is dedicated to her, you think about her, the first day you are just eager to know her name from the roll call,(( The one and only day you give damn about the roll calls i guess )). Then back home, you find her on Facebook and add friends, she accepts your request without knowing who you are. The next day at cafeteria you have the formal introduction, you share names, not reached to numbers  yet....... (heart breaker as it sounds) Then slowly you have talks on Facebook. you know