Teenage Dreams

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

"Sorry,i'm sorry but it won't work" he was saying with a poker face. "It's ok... i can live with it."her voice seemed fading away as she turned around andnwas moving two blocks away as she said it. She had to take in two deep hreaths as it was laid. Awkward silence is what persisted after that and she chos to break the monotony as she began : "Are you having feelings for Selena? He was confused if he did or jot. He had no other option here than to say no which had a 50 % possiblity as he had never evalutated him and her. Thinking this took a lot of time and my silence led her to believe i did but in fact my answer spilled out no whose effect couldn't  neutralise the effect of momentary silence. "Then why do you hate me?" She was acting a reporter this time. He got tears on her misunderstanding. He just had enough strength to get up, look her in the eyes grab her and say " I don't hate you. I like you a lot more than you thi

So january 25,1026, Oh! I mean 2016. Still her smell is having an euphoric effect over this melted heart which has been dived to it's core and out and the best it could have been through, so That day,today we were having exams, so at the midst of the exams, i could feel someone looking at me, i glanced back to prove myself correct but why?? Well i may have guessed she might want to know the answer but i was in a good mood so i asked what with my pleasent gesture. She on the other hand started writing without telling anything. Well, i frowned but what happened happend for the good as i could see the invigilator glance at me just the .01 second after i turned forward and started to write, had she replied i would still be turning back and could've been expelled or what so ever but no, i didn't. Thanks to her but yet i could feel the tension in her eyes, i knew something was wrong. Exams were over and i was out. I forgot about her but got lost in a group of guys, just before

And there she stayed sipping coffee out of her cup and potrating his helpless face. She was silent. She had finished her story and left him stabbed with a broken heart and leaving him wounded with the pieces of information she conveyed. He couldn't touch his cup. A thick layer of fat was getting over the cup with the decreasing temperature both in the cup and heart of a betrayed( that's what he felt) a guy who was not sensible enough to understand life, what it was or what it conveyed. hours passed and harldy there was any talk. He didn't touch his cup while she stayed there finishing her story and cup both being at the same time. she was moving apart from him, far apart what she presented was a compulsion, his view of it was a choice. But seeing far and apart  seemed good for her future, she was going to live up to her dreams and potentials, (at least he could sit there saying that,) it felt good to think it that way. He was sitting there like an idiot not realising when s

Not much, that i've seen of you. A lot, much more i've always dreamt about you. I don't know why i care of this stranger in my life. Friends, best friends or love,i can't define. I feel good being around her, the way she looks, the way she smiles, the way she talks, All i could remember I could explain the slightest details of her When she wakes up or her favourite color I can tell you her accent and her tone her attitude , all of her pros and cons Her presence makes me feel complete A moment i wish, would always repeat. She's the one for my nine out of ten, The one stranger on whom i could totally depend.

Being a guy. Yeah! I had a lot of question's last time i posted this on G+ . There were like 50+ of them. I was shocked at such responses to my post. I'll try answering almost all the questions I can.I'll take it in the form of paragraph and some bulletin because i need to connect the ideas to each other here.. Hey you, yeah, guy's kinda have feelings but it's hard to express out there due to all social stigma and shit, well me I just can't cry out there,.. and Ugh, If you want to know if a guy has crush on you,just check him out, how he acts around you and most importantly we're in 21st century,so if he's interested he'll definitely try calling you for no reason whatsoever. (This part is dedicated ☺) . And in my experience if a guy likes you he'll never ever tell his friends of the real one.. The one which he prays need to work out for the best....... I hope these weren't serious but it's all humorous  Ugh! how guys live with all

A story This is a story, a normal one, a story of a boy and a girl, The first time they saw each other, they fell in love It was the day after new year, the 2 nd day of the year Love doesn’t need a day, does it? Neither did they care. They first met when the guy pushed the girl Obviously the girl did fall Let me get to the plot what’s the hurry just wait, I’ll tell you the whole Story.. It was 2 nd day of the year but they both had their classes, both were late and in a hurry, and the guy had forgotten his glasses, They both were running and they collided, could’ve been a huge fight but being late, they both avoided. They say in love, the guy’s always wrong so earlier I said the guy pushed, did it quenched your thirst? They were going to class, so both had some books in hand, With the touching hands and colliding eyes slowly they did land. She blushed so did he; they were still for a second they forgot being late and the intimacy began. The girl starte