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Opposite poles attract each other’s… Remember ?? Yeah law of magnatism

When you see someone totally opposite to you.. firstly you will count that person as idiot …bt when you started liking his opposite thoughts ..samajalo Kuch to gadbad Hai..

Part 1:

Once I was busy with my work , and one of my friends was trying to annoy me, he was continuously massaging me … He was literally asking me to put my slippers on olx for sale, 2nd hand slippers for sale… Dimag ka dahi horaha Tha mere , so I decided to call him and 10,15 galliyaan dekar chup karaneka socha… I was in parking , me and one of my roommate we were going to have some food , she was taking bike out and I tried to call my stupid fellow just to tell him shut up… Actually we all do this ,while we are in home or any closed place we set our phone on low brightness mode and yes my phone was on low brightness mode, I was not able to see names or numbers on screen…so in that situation totally hungry, irritated me full on galliyaan deneke mood me main … Called that kutta friend of mine … Without saying hello …I started like…Dimag Hain terepas ya vo bhi olx pr bech Diya..sale kutte ..bakwas mat Kar nd so on then I paused for 1sec , samnese aawaj aayi hello aapko kisse baat karni Hai  I replied Kya kutte tu muze nahi pahchanta … He replied ..pr aapne galat jagah call Kiya Hai …I was like WHAT… And he said main Ketan baat Kar raha hu….now after hearing this 2min complete silence… Ohhhh siyyyyapa …ye Kya Kar Diya … I just scolded my elder sister’s brother in law .. Decent guy .. according to him and his family I am simple sabhya sanskari ladki aur Maine itna sab bol Diya .. (face palm )

I said …ohh i am extremely sorry.. sorry and sorry and he was laughing on other side….

I was so confused and ashymed ,that I just ended the call and loudly said bhagwan Kya karu main khudka .. are yaar shit … It was literally embarrassing for me…so I texted him “sorry , it was by mistake..”. And he replied “no..it’s ok ? ”

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Opening those pages of my life when “Jerk” was with me. I used to call him jerk. Lol. He was a resident in my college and so I knew him since 3 years as a person before I actually got to know him personally. Everyone including professors, seniors, juniors, staff loved him because he is actually a good human being and a kind-hearted soul. Whenever we talked with each other, it was always related to studies until that night when result of his post graduation exam was declared. I congratulated him on messenger at around 9 pm and I don’t know how we started talking about other stuff (which didn’t include anything regarding studies). In the middle of that conversation, we exchanged our contact number and started chatting on whatsapp. But, this wasn’t a usual chat. It was something very new for me and I don’t know why I wasn’t feeling like to even end that chat, and probably neither he wanted to. Even after telling ‘Bye” to each other, we kept on chatting and didn’t realize it was almost 3.30 am. I didn’t want that night to end up; I wished time stops for a while. But, unluckily it was a time to end the chat, as he had to wake up early to go to hospital.

Woke up next morning and my mind was all covered up with the thoughts about him and the chat that we had the previous night. I was blushing and getting pink thinking about him and his few words that made me feel so special. And, then we started chatting with each other almost everyday and it used to give me those special vibes all over my body. Initially, I tried not to react to his flirty messages but then it was getting so difficult to hide my feelings for him. I knew there was no future with him because I was already on a path that was leading me to another country and he had almost settled in my home country. Also, there was no hope from the family side. I knew they wont have accepted him as society just accuses parents if the girl tries to get in a relationship with a guy of her own choice and I never wanted to be a reason due to which my parents have to keep their head low. So, all these things were continuously hammering my mind. I was accusing myself for falling for a guy that is going to lead me nowhere but then this is what love is all about. Love just happens without any reason. And, it was ofcourse impossible to not fall for my Jerk. Haha!!! At last I just thought to go ahead with the flow and kept all my worries aside.

It continued thereafter. Waiting for his message became a daily routine. I was never in a relationship with any guy and it was something new for me. Getting kissing emojis from him used to make my day. I used to constantly look at home screen of my phone to check for any notification of a message from him. And, when I used to get that, I used to be on ninth cloud. One day, I posted a picture on social media and I received a text from him praising me, and it made me feel gleeful. In the middle of the conversation, he said, “I wish I could kiss you”. I was speechless and sent him smiling emojis. Next, he said, “Lets do it.” “Close your eyes.” And I was like what’s going on. I sent him an emoji (monkey closing his eyes with hands). He messaged “Let me hold your hands” “I will kiss your both eyes” “Now your nose” “Then your cheeks” “Your lips”… And to all these messages I just replied him with emojis. It gave those vibes to me. It was like a kind of shock passing all over my body. Next, he said, “What you are wearing?” I replied “Clothes”. To this, I think he realized I was getting uncomfortable and so he said “Okay. So now its better we stop here and sleep”. Though I was literally shivering during this conversation and could feel my heart beats, I still didn’t want it to end. I wanted to know what he wants to do now. So, I texted him, “What if I let you do this?” He then said, “I would now take off your top” “Would kiss you gently on your back now” “And now your abdomen.” Now this was the peak level of me having feeling of butterflies in stomach. I just replied with emojis in this conversation, as I was having no clue what to tell him. That was the first time; we got physically close to each other on phone. It was still a very pure chat I feel. Since that night, we started having chats of kissing, hugging, and getting close in bed.

One day, we had talk about sex. Things he wanted to do with me. He kept on messaging and I kept on replying and didn’t realize when it reached there down. I said what if it hurts; to this he replied very gently that I will leave it and wont hurt you. I replied back telling what if I feel uncomfortable; he said, I am sure once I am with you, you wont feel uncomfortable. I was so shy to hear that but deep down I was blushing. I felt wet down though it was just on message. At the end, he said we are doing this when I come there (Actually he was doing job at that time in other city). And I was like “Really?” I was so numb for a second. I never did that but then I trusted him so much and felt that I wont mind when he is the one to whom I have to loose my virginity. But, unfortunately when he came back to my city, we couldn’t meet. I was dying to meet him but circumstances were not in our favor. But, he felt that I was making excuses, it wasn’t true though. After few weeks, he got married to someone else. It broke me from within. I knew one day this would happen but I was still not ready to accept it too soon. It was like a dream when he was with me. I can never forget those 6 months when I could say that “Yes, he is all mine, and I feel he is my life.” It hurts when I see him hanging around with his wife, posting pictures on social media with her. I don’t know will I ever feel the same with any other guy or not, because it was for the first time, and the first feelings are always special and precious.

P.S. Message for him “If you are reading this, then I would like to say that you always thought that I was making excuses and I was just talking and I didn’t feel the same; but my love, trust me I was always dying to hug you, kiss you, and get touched by you. My feelings for you were never less than what I used to express in front of you. It was far more beyond then you can even imagine.”

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A boy whose name is shahil ,he was the captain of school , cricket, dance and singing team. He was funny & humorous one day he talk to a girl on fb whose name was Zara ,it was night & both started chatting after a month Zara fall in love with shahil but at that time Shahid couldn’t get that ,shahil got invisible at fb & she started msging him she used to call him as Raees & veer bcz he was fan of SRK after a while Shahil came back and  Zara scold him & everything got fine and both were enjoying she call him veer kaha the tum I was missing you ,he replied now I came back na chill & then again shahil got invisible & again that thing, now this time she has gone for always and shahil were unaware of this he came back again and msg her but she didn’t reply as she has gone he again after month realize that they both are in love now shahil started missing her , crying for her but couldn’t get in touch with her & this story is unseen now , now I’m revealing that that was me 🙁

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By Bobby Larry

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Prologue

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Hello, ladies and gentleman. A special shout-out to my beloved Mabel is in order as I dedicate this message to her in the hope that she might forgive me for my recent heinous actions. This is a heartfelt message straight from the man himself, Bobby Larry.

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Chapter 1

I don’t deserve you. I don’t deserve anyone, really. I’m sorry that this crazy bastard that I am chose out of all the women in that little store we toil in, it had to be you. Looking from the so-called competition, it was probably obvious why I wanted you. You have such a lovely, albeit rather unkempt, brunette ponytail. You have a perky, lively manner of walking, something that is still quite apparent when you’re waiting in line, always dancing the time away. You have a such a lovely voice. Now granted, you still sound so much like a girl even though you’re a full-figured woman, through and through. Still, it does make you sound quite youthful, though I imagine you’ll lose such voice by the time you hit 40. However, if there is one physical trait that stands out from everything else, it’s your eyes. They’re beautiful, soft, warmth-giving eyes. When I ever see those eyes with that smile of yours, I seriously feel that the vast, multiple troubles and travails in my life are gone. Those irises of milky azure rope me in into some strange, ethereal world since I don’t see many people with such a color. The rest of your countenance then ropes me into a calming mood which in turn completes a sensation that all of the stresses that I had before seeing your smile are someplace else. It really does feel that I may have seen, for a few seconds, a glimpse into heaven.

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Sometimes I listen to “Photograph” by Def Leppard whenever I imagine your physical presence. Okay, I try to imagine that tune as your theme song just for the rockin’ themes of infatuation. Yeah, I’m not one for the “contemporary” music of today with its dubstep, hip-hop, techno BS I don’t give a crap about. I’m weird like that. I just like that classic rock from yesteryear. With that in mind, that song of the same name by Nickelback can go to hell!

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I just want to go on record saying that while I found you attractive- and I still do at times -I am somehow not thrown completely out of whack to know that you sure as hell won’t be winning any beauty contests. That nose of yours could really use some straightening up, since it looks like it was smooshed by some wall from a few years back. Do you not have the means to buy some decent shampoo and conditioner to rein in that hair of yours? I see so many split ends and stray hairs everywhere that if you wore a bum’s clothes, I’d think you were that indigent. The most glaring physical feature I see is when you’re not smiling, your face seems to express one of two expressions: sad or angry. Of course, I saved the biggest flaw for last: your short stature. I’m like 6 feet 4 inches tall, and you’re what, like 5 feet tall? Still, there was an attractive hold you had on me despite your homunculus build. I thought to myself “How the hell could I be in love with such a woman? It’d be a struggle to kiss each other since I’d have to crouch or she’d have to climb a ladder of sorts. If I did do impossible and have a relationship with this woman, she’d only have me around as a human cherry picker. If I really wanted to date diminutive beings, I’d date some distant relative from my mother’s side of the family.” I could spend the rest of my time taking cheap shots at your shortness, but I won’t this cruel anymore, I promise. I only wanted to tell you that I know you’re not the most attractive woman in the world, especially given the customer base at our workplace, which can sometimes bring in quite the number of lookers in there. Nevertheless, in the face of more attractive women coming in and out of that establishment, you beat them all in terms of getting me hooked on to you since your aforementioned physical flaws, combined with the lack of makeup which I must give kudos because you don’t hide anything and good on you, combined with the good parts of you make me feel that I’m seeing a real, raw beauty in my midst. I’d like to know more about you, but since I’m the most depraved, decrepit, unbelievably timid and awkward guy in the world, I took the coward’s way of knowing you.

Chapter 2

It’s been over a year since I first met you, and while we’ve had a small chat here and there, my timidity must’ve put you off as me being cold and distant. I’m actually scared and desperate, I assure you. I always thought you were cute, but it was only in the last two months that I thought that you could be more than that. That’s when I began to search you on the Internet for your social media profiles. I discovered them and I enjoyed of what I saw. The lively, joyful life I saw posted- and I’m sure there’s far more of that I haven’t seen that is rightfully for your eyes only -really matches the sunny disposition I see in the physical space.

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I listen to “Kids In America” by Kim Wilde while I searched for you. I like listening to upbeat New Wave music, though I imagine you’d wouldn’t care for this genre. Sometimes I also listen to “We Got the Beat” by the Go-Go’s which by the way is so far the only female band I would ever care about.

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I’m kind of shocked, amused, and bewildered to see your interests, at least the ones I see in cyberspace. First of all, I am shocked at the number of animal-focused pages on your Facebook account. It’s like large swaths of your liked pages are either around dogs, official fan pages for zoos across the country, or baby animals in general. I like animals myself, but I wonder if you’ve ever taken care of one those creatures for at least one day. I got two dogs myself, and while I love them not I’m gushing with overt praise and affection because they can be a pain in the ass. Another aspect that I did not know about is the number of liked pages dedicated to food. You’re no doubt the thinnest employee at our little establishment, and I never would’ve imagined that you were once a rather chubby girl in the past. I guess doing all those exercises that you found on Pinterest really worked out in the end. Still, you sure love your chocolate, pasta, burger, and especially pizza fan pages, don’t you? I think you may have liked at least one page that promoted healthy living, but you sure love to eat, don’t you? Maybe, out of everything I’ve seen from your online presence, that is something I should emulate. I certainly don’t have the physique of Adonis, that’s for sure. Then, I see that you like all of that Marvel, anime, cosplay, really all of that nerdy shindig activities that I wouldn’t ever associate with you.

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Okay, I got to go off-topic for a bit. When I ever I see Facebook pages like “Nerds with Vaginas” and I see pictures of people that are reasonably good-looking, I’m at a loss of how these folks could identify themselves as “nerd”, “geek, etc. I’d say almost all of you guys- and yes, Mabel, I’m including you as well -are far too attractive to identify with such a stigmatizing term. I’m only maybe two or three years older than you, but this “geek pride” phenomenon is a completely alien concept, despite liking the same things that these newfound “geeks” find so interesting.

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I also saw that you love those parenting sites with all of those cute photos and videos of parent-kid interaction. I assume you want to be a mom yourself someday That is a perfect segue into the most glaring factoid about your digital self.

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Play “Sister Golden Hair” by America to set the mood. It’s just for a nice mood for the following segment. Yeah, I know you’re a brunette, but just go with it.

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So, I’ve seen you made a few dating profiles on a few websites. Now, I have to ask the following question: Are you insane?! How many times do I have to repeat myself? You’re an attractive woman! I seriously find it hard to believe you haven’t found the right guy yet. Now granted, you’ve dated once before. That may have colored a negative light on relationships for you. Still, I don’t believe you can look me in the eye and tell me that there aren’t at least three single guys you know in your circle of friends that would go out with you. You’re a charmingly beautiful woman with a more gorgeous heart. You’d be doing any guy a favor to even have just one date with you. Anyone who is even around you would know of your luminous grace. So, don’t go out to the reaches of cyberspace to a site where only vapid, distorted depictions of beauty, suaveness, or really any term of attractiveness that those creeps use to hide behind their own worlds of vainglorious, egotistical detritus. You’re better than that. You might be waiting for Mr. Right to come around the corner, but I really think you’d be surprised who could be a real unexpected catch if you asked anyone in your immediate physical reach.

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Of course, given your questionable practice of simply abandoning old accounts instead of deleting them means that I may have been reading old, irrelevant content. You might already be in a relationship, or simply not interested in relationships at the moment. The latter scenario would question your current fascination with parenting if you won’t take the first step to starting such a life, but I digress.

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Chapter 3

I thought that with this seemingly harmless observance of your online activities I thought maybe I will work the courage to go ask you out. I thought I would be so clever to perhaps coincidentally (wink wink) participate in activities of your liking, for example taking long walks in parks or going out to a nice Italian restaurant.

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I would’ve been okay with anything except for skating. By Zeus, I would prefer anything to skating. I would’ve gone to a wrestling match with you, despite my dismissal of said activity as a fake sport. I would’ve gone and watched all the crappy Rom-Coms that plague every theater since time immemorial. Hell, I would’ve done something I wouldn’t have expected you to like, like going to cockfights or something. Alright, fine. That last activity was something I know you wouldn’t like, but anything other than skating is my point of my little story here.

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I would keep imagining on what to say at the end of the date. It would’ve been memorable, or maybe something that you would’ve made you interrupt my poorly worded sentence with a kiss. I would then leave you at your place to reminisce about the good time you had with me, wanting more. I don’t think that this relationship would’ve been long-term, but it would’ve been a lovely time. I thought that I could take the next step and move forward. That’s when a sobering dose of bitter reality set in.

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I’d recommend playing “Where Did Our Love Go” by the Supremes at this point, though I’d prefer Soft Cell’s cover. I prefer that edgy, darker vibe from the latter group than that mushy Motown tune that my mother likes, but that’s just me. It sets the mood for what’s to come.

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I didn’t ask you out, that’s for sure. I had to take a step back and ask yourself the hard truth. “You’re an unpleasant, cowardly, disgrace of a man!”, I said to myself. “Why the hell are trying to get a relationship with this woman? So she can ‘save you’?! From what?! Yourself?! That’s all on you, you bastard! You’re never going to get what you want, romantic or otherwise, because you really are a wretched loser! It’s time to burn this bridge to nowhere. And do me a favor. Never get involved in anyone else’s life. You can’t love and care for yourself, much less someone else.” That was the impetus for ending what couldn’t be. The problem was that I spent over the course of a month spending almost all of my free time thinking about you. I’m not the sort of the guy that forgets easily. I tried simply not looking you up online for a week and I still didn’t succeed in removing you from my life. I couldn’t quit my job either. Everyone needs money, particularly me at the moment. That’s when I took a dark, rash turn for the worst. I had to make a conscious effort to burn bridges with you so I had a good reason to stay away from you.

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This is going to be dark so playing “My War” by Black Flag, “Slaughter Of The Soul” by At the Gates, “Dead Embryonic Cells” by Sepultura, “Fear of Napalm” by Terrorizer, “Los Angeles” by X, or “Wild Side” by Mötley Crüe. Don’t listen to them all at once at high volume unless you want to go deaf in 20 seconds.

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My puppy love for you turned into hate. I wanted to put the blame for my unrealistic future that was never meant to be on you. I thought this will finally put my imaginative dalliance with you with a very despicable act. I effectively sold your soul to truly depraved devils. I did swiftly and I even had a little cheer for myself for that heinous act. It is something I’ve never done to anyone else in my life. I felt a smug sense of superiority because I thought I tore you a new one. I thought I had the upper hand on someone for once in my life.

Chapter 4

After my darkest hour, I felt that with that act in mind, I could move on and forget that about this woman with this dark stain on her name. I anticipated that there would’ve been a change in my own feelings of self-worth. In short, I thought I would be feeling satisfied. That feeling never came. Indeed, nothing that I thought would feel ever came. I’m sure you know what I did now. The realization that someone did this to you is beyond words, I reckon. I can see that you’re avoiding me at work either by eyeing my movements, running away from me once your shift’s over, and looking the other way when riding a vehicle.

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Yeah, I noticed you at least three times outside of work. I remember the first two times you looking at me furtively. I was befuddled as to why you were looking at me rather longingly, even as the car move a greater distance from each other. Of course, I knew that you realize that I hurt you because the third time I saw you ducking your head to avoid seeing my derelict and morally compromised face.

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I’m sure you’re looking for somewhere else to work, though if there was any sense of justice in the world, I should be sacked. I thought that with my act I would stop caring about you, but instead I feel nothing but remorse.

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This is the part where I’d listen to “Edge of Seventeen” by Stevie Nicks. If nothing else, it to mourn any lost goodwill you may have for me, if even care to think of me in any way other than hateful terms.

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I’m sure you don’t feel like it, and I reckon there’s more than a few people that would want to exact violent retribution on your behalf, but now I only want to make a plea for forgiveness. I have tried to remove such a stain from your name, but I can’t trust the wicked people of digital age to do the same even if asked them to do so. Nevertheless, I will make the effort to repair your good name. That is the only thing I want from you now: your forgiveness.

Chapter 5

At this point in time, I’m falling out of love for you. At this point I only feel about parting ways, although I wish we could do so on good terms.

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If there is only one song you’d actually listen to while reading this message, it should be “Baker Street” by Gerry Rafferty. The lyrics sum me up perfectly, and that saxophone riff is just excellent. It’s my theme song, no less. Take that, Dave Ramsey.

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It may not be right in saying this, namely because I really fell in love with a façade, but I thought I had brief, beautiful moment with you. It was so beautiful and ethereal that it could only last for a moment. Still, even the briefest moments can make an impact of a lifetime. This is where I make my last goodbye to you, sweet Mabel. Farewell, and may you forgive me.

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My love story started from my window.It was my 1st time that I used to watch someone and blush.he also used to see and smile at me from his balcony.I got his number from my sister bcoz he used to talk to her and even said my sister that he like me.so I just started chatting with him on what’s up and use to wait for eachother to come online everyday.we used to sit and look eachother for more then hours from my window and his balcony and even wait for eachother till we close our window.It was July 7th 2016 when we were talking normally and just sended a forwarding text to him in which different colours of heart were there and what feeling u have was written so I just sended him a white heart for which it was written’ I like u’ and then it was his time to reply to that forwarded message and what he choosed was red heart which was for’ I love you’.And that’s how are realtionship started from that day.It was best time of my life.he was a gym trainer so he used to go early to gym at 6 clock morning and even I used to wait for him to go bcoz whenever he used to go out he always looked back from his bike and says bye and give a smile and flying kiss.this was like a daily routine for us bcoz we were like a start of day and end of night for eachother.we even never had any fights on any topic bcoz of anyone or anything.we were like a perfect couple.3 month passed to our realtionship but we never even meet eachother Face to Face bcoz I wasn’t allowed to go out anywhere bcoz I was a school student of 10th std.

It was 18th September 2016 when I meet him some how bcoz of my sister and we both as a couple went to Mandir and I just said him that I m getting bored.his reply was let’s so to my frnds home,he lives nearby.so we went there and for me it was my 1st time that I was alone with someone.we got very close to each other at our 1st meet only.The things were distracting me when I came back at home.and in evening when we talked he said don’t worry baby I will be there with you forever.

But after 1month he said let’s brkup which was a shocking news for me and I started crying and convensing him to be with me and after 1hour of our talk he said that he is just joking and at that time I made him sit all night out with me in his balcony and me in window in a winter weather.again all was good we meet for 5 times after that.again all went good till Feb 28th 2017 but on that day he shifted from there to somewhere else.i cried in front of him while he was shifting but he promised me to come to see me every morning and evening and he followed whatever he said to me.it was my board exams from 9 th march and I had a wish to be fulfilled on 8th march and I just told him that I have a wish from u so just think and in evening he was in front of me as it was my wish to see him. As my papers where going on it was my bday on 25th and even my paper so he wished me 1st at 12clock  and brought cake for me next afternoon and a watch as a gift.i was happy and use to pray to God to keep we both together forever in every way.

But on 26th as I called him,I wasn’t aware that he was at home and his mother picked my call and then mother said to elder sister and the family drama started.from that day his behaviour also changed towards me and use to ignore me.so as my paper got over I asked him why was he behaving like that so he told me everything that my parents won’t accept u bcoz of caste difference and said he won’t go against his parents.i was hanged and I got unconscious after sometime i again started convincing him but he was like we will be together but never marry each other.i was frustrated and used to convince him everyday to be with me bcoz I was having fear that he will leave me.but still after some months I thought that just go with the flow and started being calm and talked properly with him.again for 6 the time I meet him and loved eachother as much as we were able to.but as I used to sit alone and  think about things which had happened with me after he left me from my society was very hurtful for me.just to be In relationship with him I wrote his name with blade on my heart and used to think of he is not mine I won’t live my life alone without him.i did many things to convince him but what I was doing wasn’t right.i cried everyday which he never saw.he wasn’t the person I used to see in front of me,he was totally different.

One day I got a very high fever bcoz of whatever I used to do for him to be with me.bcoz of which I got a lump on my neck and still he was not picking my call and no reply of any message and I was on bed that time bcoz of fever.i got frustrated and went his home and said everything to his family.his mother and sister were already knowing abt me but elder sister and father came to know when I said them everything.he was very angry on me and still just bcoz of that incident it has been year but he still doesn’t talk to me.

I tried every way to contact him but he changed his number.no clues to contact him.i begged to his frnds for his number but they said they don’t have.

I see him going from front of me but he runs away from there and says his frnds that he doesn’t like faltu ladki.

He never understood why I was at his home.he never understood my feelings,my love,my respect,my trust.

Still his frnds says that he has a girlfriend but I don’t even like to trust them.bcoz I know that my love towards him cannot be wrong.

I still miss him a lot?.

But

My love and his hate towards eachother may never fail.

I love u lot Abhishek gaikwad Patil.

Will wait whole life for you to come back.

1. Come back soon

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Today was very hard. More than other days. Every so often there will be something that happens that makes the weight of my loss unbearable, and I completely lose control of the hold that I have on acting like everything’s ok. Today was one of those days. I was walking down the hallway, keeping my eyes to the left of me because she comes from the opposite direction down the hallway. Just when I thought that I passed this obstacle of my daily routine, she walks out right in front of me. For the first time in months, we were within three feet of each other. And when I thought it couldn’t get worse, our hands touch. Can you believe it? And like a shockwave it all come flooding back to me. All of the memories I’ve been trying to suppress rushed into my brain to quick for me to attempt to stop it. Not only that, but the ungodly might of my burning want for those days to be back could have brought a grown man to his knees. And last but not least, the shame of how I’ve been acting these last few weeks with other girls made the cherry on top. Guess what? Now, I’ve got the biggest slut in the school sending me nudes and telling me about how badly she wants me to fuck her. I’ve had to shoot down this poor girl’s hopes of dating me, before I abused her infatuation with me by convincing her that we could be “friends with benefits” instead. And lets not forget how I’ve been flirting with some other girl through snapchat this entire time. The hate for who I’ve become hit me hard. And the embarrassment of the fact that this is all because of a summer fling crippled the last of my prideful defenses. I needed to get out of there. Away from all of these people. I needed to sit down. I needed help. I thought that if I don’t seek out some kind of relief right then, that holding on to my dignity wouldn’t matter, because easing some of the pain was more important than my pride. That’s how bad it was. I actually considered talking about it. And if you’ve been reading this far, I’m sure you know how prideful I am. But at the time, confiding in somebody was step two on the list. Step one was getting away from all of these people. Thankfully, I’m good friends with the nurse. So I walk down to the nurses office, and before I get there I feel the all too familiar tears start to welt up on my eyes. I was falling apart. My plan was too go to the nurses office, ask if I could go into the back room to lie down, and then try to sort out my emotions and put the pieces back together. What do I see when I walk up to the door? NURSE IS OUT. GO TO FRONT DESK. Locked. Of course. I wipe my eyes and start to panic. All I want is someplace to sit down, away from everyone. Away from the judgemental eyes of my peers, asking me whats wrong. Shame leaks into me. For about the millionth time I think to myself, your pathetic. After I thought those words, it gave me enough willpower to suck it up and go to class. My pride was the only thing caring me on, the only thing barely keeping me composed. I walk through the hall, everybody already at their classes. I stumble past one of my english teachers. I must have had a pretty sad look on my face because she gave me a sad smile and in a concerned voice asked me if I was ok. Thankfully I’ve got lying about my emotions down to an art form at this point. “I’m good, thanks.” Even added a fake smile, because of how sorry for me she looked. I walk into my class and sit down. All of this noise. Why won’t these people just shut up and leave me alone for Christ’s sake. Tears welt up in my eyes again. I quickly blink them away before anybody sees.

I can’t let this happen again. I’m going to have to take even more precautions to insure I don’t see her in the halls. Today scared me, because it was a reminder of how fragile I am. One touch is all it took to cripple me. And seeing her face up close, almost being able to reach out to her and hold her like I used to, to hear her whisper in my ear “I adore you” like she used to tell me. I wanted it back so bad. Today, reader, I realized something that I’ve been keeping suppressed from myself for months. Even through all of this suffering, even through all that she’s said and done to ruin my name, insult me, and make me feel completely worthless…I still love her. God, how I love her.

-ET

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my love story

its a true story. I was in love with a girl of my town. she is uneducated she cannot  read and write she loves me a lot and me not love her in start but when i feel she loves me alot then me also in love with her. once day she gave a message to me by her nephew that   please give me a mobile  phone  for calling with you .  I gift  her a mobile .we talking on phone at morning time when her father go out for work . she always says i love you .love you love you . and alway

says i wanna marry with you.

i mean she shows a lot love for me.

one day

i asked to parents i want to marry with her. my parents agreed to marry with her . when i tell her that my parents have agreed to marry  with you then she says i don’t love you please dont asked your parents for marry with me. i became shocked i asked her please my love dont say this i love you and you also wanna  marry with me as you said  but why you have changed.  she said i am in love with anyone who left me and i just think if he left me i will not weeping for him therefore i contact with you. only for passing the time so kindly  don’t send your parents.

i suggest  you all don’t believe anyone only to see his/her beautiful lovely words.

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I was 27 when we met. It was all arranged nothing unexpected happened before. There was his family in my house . They were here to see me as their son’s bride. His name is Atharva. Our marriage was confirmed and he was my fiance. We both had the rings in our fingers. I was not sure about him as I m kind of funky person who loves to enjoy life and we was just a man in suit. Then we decided to hang out with our friends so that we could get to know each other and their companies. I decided for a restaurant and mine and his friends met there all together. My friend Akash, Sophia and Khushboo and his friends kaiyaini and Saurabh at one table meeting each other. Atharva picked my hand in his and asked me for a dance ?. I was so shy that I looked down and he grabbed my hand and took me to the floor. Everyone was hooting and there we danced. I never knew he was this much romantic. He grabbed my waist and pulled me towards him. After that dance our friends left us alone . There I said “I didn’t know you are romantic and can dance.” He replied just with a smile. The next day we plan be to go for the water park. I told him that I love playing in water so he decided that place for me. Atharva picked me up dipped me into the water in the water park. It was going to be evening and we enjoyed the fountain view. I was so excited there to get wet that I was closest to the fountain. Atharva was standing beside me and he saw me happy. When I got wet, he was smiling at me as though I was a child. Then suddenly his smile was on my lips. He kissedme and I was surprised. It was a long kiss and about half a minute, he grabbed my waist. I saw him with surprise  and there came a smile on my face . Atharva kissed me again with increased passion. That was the time when I felt love. He dropped me at my home with sudden kiss of mine and I ran inside after kissing him for a mili second. We didn’t meet for a long time then because of some family functions. And then Atharva decided to meet me with his friend Saurabh. Just as he ebtered the cafe for there we decided to meet, a girl hugged him and he hugged her with same excitement. I was shattered. Then Saurabh told me that she is his frien from ages.  Still I was angry that he hugged another woman. He sat on her table and takes to her a lot. I rose and went to Atharva . He hey’ed me and I grabbed his collar, pulledhim towards me and kissed him tightly.  He knew that I was jealous and it was his plan to make me jealous. He wassmiling with his teeth naked. I got his plan and kissed him again hardly. I was angry with him and he said sorry for that joke. I warned him not to ply with my love. I hugged him and he puthis hands around my waist. He pulled me up and hugged me tightly. He apologized a lot. Then I said him that I am in love with you and can’t see you with any other woman. He said “I  never  that you are gomna be so special in my life. I love you❤”. We got married after two months.☺

That was how aur arranged marriage became love marriage.

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