Saga Of First Love___TurnBack


Stats: Idk the reason why people turn out in less numbers after the very first post of every new series. I guess starting things generates a good deal of response then continuing one. But no issues my motivation behind this series is undeterred and shall never succumb to any failures. This one is quite close to my heart!!

EK TARAFA PYAAR KI TAAKAT KO JAANE KAUN, MAANE KAUN

HUM KAHEN HUMAARI DAASTAAN PAR GAUR FARMAAYEN

1YEH HUMMARA AAZMAAYA HUA MARZ HAI

KEHTE HAIN, SUNIYEGA

TANHA HOKE BHI TUMSE GHIREN HUE HAIN

2MASHROOF TUM BHI HO , MASHROOF HUM BHI HAIN

FIR BHI EK DOR NE JODE RAKHA HAI

ANJAAN PARINDON KO BAANDHE RAKHA HAI

US DOR KO KYUN US DIN KHUDAA NE KAATA

KAASH KISI NE INTELAAH KAR DI HOTI

KEH DIYA HOTA AGAR US SHAAM TOH DOOBTE NAA IS SAMANDAR MAIN

UFF!! ISHK MAIN DOOBE HUE KO KAHAN TINKE KAA SAHARAA HAI

AASHIKO KA TO BAS AASHIQUI HI SAHAARA HAI

AASHIQUI HI GUZAARA HAI..



Translation: [1: This is a segment I have forayed into. I know about this!

2: Busy and involved]

{Flashback: 5 years ago}

THE STORY CONTINUES:

20th August 2018:

Continued from the last part:

Typing..It said and the reply did come.

Hello! Do I know you? It said. Sameer was quite sensible though. He was in a hurry but pretended not to be the desperate one. “Are you a fresher in Shrinatth College?” He asked!

“Yes” It came… Oh Man!! Have you ever witnessed the moment when  a person wins a lottery after so many unsuccessful attemepts? Have you seen the joy on a child’s face when he gets his desired toy? The sheer happiness of cracking UPSC after several failures… All this fell short of the happiness which creeped in Sameer’s heart when he came to know this. He ended the conversation by taking subtle information about class, assignments and other usual things which college pals talk about and went to take his meal. Oh God!! Food on top of so much joy and excitement which had filled his tummy..Butterflies in the stomach. His story had started.[Or Not]?

24th August 2018:

Sameer did not have a word with **** for these four days. His wish was to meet her in person from the very first time they had a chat but somehow things were kept a low key and on top of it he got the crucial advice of being  slow and steady form Rahul.  Nevertheless college academics had started in full flow. Sameer was always a bright student and things had never gone out of control in the way they were going at those times. It was not that he couldn’t study or something else but the driving force had to be much- much greater to avoid ****’s thoughts and concentrate on other things-- but he had to them anyway.

Good things happen seldom to good people and so did with Sameer.

Out of his struggle to cope up with all the other activities and Ishita orfcos-another conversation popped up between the two. Just on the case when Sameer asked her to participate in a quiz and though she had outrightly rejected the offer he took it as a good opportunity to extend things further. He asked about her whereabouts and from where did she come and usual questions were reverted back with. Out of all these tiny-little chit-chats he got to know her birthdate which was actually 23th August which wasn’t visible on her facebook profile.

 Ok!! So another opportunity missed!! He could have asked her out for a party atleast and she wouldn’t have minded that. Doing it on some other day was just kinda weird you know{Relate it with this fact:BURAA NAA MANO HOLI HAI}

Gosh!! He put his phone down on that message and did not reply back. Just when his room partner came. “Dude!! Look There are two ****’s in our college! Just check if  you are talking to the right one!” He said.

##RAHUL WAS A LOYAL AND  A TRUE FRIEND..

“Damn!!”said Sameer. He opened her What’s App profile. The photo wasn’t visible.

“Now there were three possible cases—If  she had not added his number to his contact list or she did not set a DP or she was the wrong girl and what had happened all these days was just bullshit!!”-thought Sameer.

If this much would have come to his mind in the midst of his test which was held the previous day then he would have solved the question which required him to form cases.. But as mentioned before__BANDIYON KE MAAMLE MAIN BANDON KAA DIMAG Gr8…

 So the task of getting introduced wasn’t over yet and things were quite out of control by now. IF she was the wrong girl indeed then it was all in a mess and if it happened to be the right choice then it was his luck! Had she been the wrong girl he would've to finish what had started (though it wasn't anything special )and turn back to start afresh!




25TH August 2018:

11:02 a:m:

He saw her. Once again.!

White top with black dots, blue trousers and that pink puffy backpack! Just when he passed by her he noted down the very time in minutes and seconds when this happened. She did not notice her anyway. He turned back-kept looking at her just when his eyes fell on a laminated card. It was college’s ID card and the name was “****_____”

From a distance of 100 metres or so he shouted “***"”. She did turn back….

TO BE CONTINUED….

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