MY FIRST CRUSH

Hiiii...FRIENDS ITS A STORY OF A TEEN AGE GIRL WHOZ NAME IS DAISY STUDYING HER B.TECH 1ST YEAR.AS ALL GIRLS SHE ALSO WANTED A PRINCE CHARMING TYPES BOY IN HER LIFE..ONE DAY WHEN SHE WAS RETURNING TO HOME AFTER COMPLETING HER DAY IN COLLEGE..SHE SAW A BOY TALKING WITH HIS FRIENDS..AFTER SEEING HIM DAISY WANTED TO BECOME HIS FRIEND AND WANTED TO TALK TO HIM.THE OTHER DAY WHEN DAISY WAS GOING TO BUY RECORD PAPERS IN THE OTHER BLOCK OF HER COLLEGE SHE SAW THE SAME BOY PASSING FRONT OF HER.HER EYES WERE ATTRACTED BY HIM AND SHE CANT TAKE OFF HER LOOKS FROM HIM..AND DAISY TRIED VERY HARD TO FIND WHOZ THAT BOY AND HIS NAME..BUT DAISY CANT..SHE THOUGHT THAT IT WAS IMPOSSIBLE AND STOPPED HER INVESTIGATING FOR HIM.AND AFTER FEW DAYS DAISY GOT FRIEND REQUEST FROM THAT GUY AND SHE CAME TO KNOW THAT HIS NAME IS ANDY.DAISY WAS SO MUCH HAPPY N EXCITEDLY ACCEPTED HIS FRIEND REQUEST.FOR TWO DAYS THEY TALKED AND MET IN COLLEGE.THE OTHER DAY DAISY WORE A PINK DRESS TO COLLEGE IN WHICH SHE WAS VERY PRETTY WHEN ANDY SAW HER HE DECIDED THAT SHE IS HIS LIFE PARTNER AND THAT DAY AFTERNOON ANDY SAID WITH DAISY THAT SHE WAS LOOKING CUTE AND HE PRAISED HER A LOT..BY HIS STRANGE BEHAVIOR DAISY ASKED WHATS THE MATTER THEN..ANDY PROPOSED DAISY..BUT DAISY WAS NOT AT ALL EXPECTED THIS FROM ANDY..EVEN THOUGH SHE CONTINUED TALKING WITH ANDY..ONE FINE DAY DAISY SAID ALL ABOUT ANDY TO HER CLOSE FRIEND ROY..THEN ROY GET TOO MUCH ANGRY ADVISED DAISY THAT STOP TALKING TO HIM..IF NOT HE MAY GET MORE FEELINGS FOR HER..DAISY CANT SAY NO TO ROY AND STOPPED TALKING WITH ANDY..BUT ANDY DIDN'T STOP FOLLOWING AND HE ALWAYS MESSAGING HER.BY DAISY'S RUDE BEHAVIOR ANDY GET ANGRY AND SAID GOODBYE FOREVER..ANDY'S ONE WORD MAKE DAISY BROKEN.WHENEVER SHE SAW ANDY IN COLLEGE SHE FEEL VERY SAD.DAISY WANTED TO BECOME HIS JUST FRIEND NOT GIRLFRIEND.SO SHE DIDN'T ACCEPT HIS PROPOSAL..DAISY DON'T KNOW WHY SHE STILL WANT TO TALK TO THAT BOY.AND LOOK INTO HIS EYES WHICH DRAGGED HER ATTENTION AT HIM.SHE ALWAYS ASK HERSELF "WHY DID HE PROPOSED ME?"SHE THINKS THAT IF HE HAD NOT PROPOSED HER THEY MIGHT BE GOOD FRIENDS NOW.ANYWAY NOW THEY ARE NOT TALKING TO EACH OTHER..DAISY'S FIRST CRUSH GAVE HER BAD EXPERIENCE..THAT ANDY WHO ALWAYS ROAMS FRONT OF DAISY'S CLASS ROOM ..NOW HE NEVER COME THAT SIDE.THAT ANDY WHO DIES TO SEE DAISY ONCE IN A DAY NOW HE DOES NOT WANT TO SEE EVEN HER FACE. WISH GOD GAVE ONE CHANCE TO THEIR RELATIONSHIP.AND MAKE THEM GOOD FRIENDS. SO..FRIENDS THIS WAS THE TRUE STORY OF DAISY.HOPE U ALL LIKED IT.ANYHOW,OUR FIRST CRUSH IS UNFORGETTABLE.WHAT DO U SAY GUYS???

Of Love and Lies

One day the heavens brought forth a beautiful little girl made of strength and truth but born of love and lies. Love told her she was good and strong. Lies told her she was weak and undeserving of love. She didn’t yet see her strength or truth so she didn’t know who to believe. The shadows began to hold her and she became sad and broken. She was empty and blindly clung to all that glittered hope. To fill the emptiness she searched for her very own love and lies. With hope at her side, she followed lies and began to seek out love in all the wrong places. One day the heavens shined down and led her to an intriguing masked man with a sword fighting demons. He was made of insecurity and wisdom and born of passion and pain. He too was broken. He saw her beauty, truth and love. He put down his sword and began to take off his mask for her, and she saw how handsome he was. He eventually let her try his mask on but she hated its grasp so they agreed to lock it away. He said she wasn’t weak. She told him he wasn’t a coward. He then became HER love and lies and she became HIS passion and pain. Then they set off on a path and took turns putting each others broken pieces back together. Hand in hand, they bravely fought past and shame. As an archer she shot desperate arrows of desire but hit nothing but the mark of disappointment. With painfully imperfect scales he tried to balance everything which resulted in nothing but instability and contemptuousness. Neither acknowledged, for they were star crossed lovers. And all that glittered became gold. The heavens watched closely. When tomorrow came they ran off together to a pasture so green. They laughed at their demons, rolled around in illusion and made love in the moonlight. She gave him fire, he gave her rain. Together they made summer and grew beautiful flowers. There were no demons there…so they thought. So they birthed vulnerability. Soon after, they were hunted down by their enemies for their beautiful pasture. They became scared and defensive and began to blame each other for the invasion. They held on as long as they could but then had to flee to a place called autumn. Out of their blame they built shelter in a desolate land. The demons followed. She began to scorn him for wearing the mask. He began to criticize her, because she didn’t. He was livid because she gave him passion and pain. She was sullen because he gave her love and lies. Then daily, he began to wear the mask again and she began to cry. Together out of fear they then birthed beautiful contempt. The demons emerged and began to ridicule them. The heavens sneered. He picked up his sword and collected more masks. She turned a blind eye. And it continued… he would adorn a mask and go off to fight his demons as he left her in the corner crying with hers. He was gone for longer and longer periods. So she called on loneliness. Loneliness invited criticism, emotional instability, and resentment. Deception then banged at the door. She entertained them all and he became rageful. Face contorted, he threw his love at her but this time it hurt. She turned around and taunted him. He ostracized her further and began to play with bitterness and cruelty. Then after fighting with loneliness he found and fell in love with deceit, desperation and retaliation. Her fits of sadness turned violent. They both grew cold. He gave her an icey stinging tongue, she gave him a distant frigid touch. Together they brought winter. She bought a sword of disdain and apathy. He bought a shield of boastfulness and fantasy and they became enemies in love. As the demons cheered on they fought harder and harder through blood, sweat and tears. Neither was willing to back down for they both desperately wanted to protect their passion and love …with pain and lies while vengeance watched. The heavens recoiled. Till death do they all part. Present day came. With brave drink in hand he stumbled while dancing with deceit. She caught him off guard and leaped out with sword in hand and dislodged the mask from his face. Low and behold there was another mask… and another …and another and she pried them all off one by one. After the last mask was destroyed, he cowered in disbelief and tried to hide his shame. She finally could see all that he hid. His emptiness was so vast, his longing so deep, his great yearning for love overwhelmed her. She dropped her sword and this time HE began to cry. Tears of truth rushed out like a deluge and he flooded their world. She winced, he crumbled, and she dragged him to shelter. A little boy again…fragile, desperate for acceptance. He cried, "I donned my best mask for you". A little girl, she gently kneeled in front of him and whispered …”I wanted love, you gave me lies”. He said “I wanted passion, you gave me pain.” The only thing they agreed on were their demons. The heavens cried. He said, ”You called me a coward. A coward no longer as I name you my demons and spotlight my weakness. I have run and hid but I will not again. With tears you stand tall before me now. You fought long and you fought hard so with uncertainty, I attempt transparency for you.” She stood tall and said “Lies always called me weak. You said you’d never dare. Then one day my love, even you called me weak because you feared my truth and tears.” She continued, “Here now, naked and alone, when all they’ve seen are your masks, show me a soul who would still be standing in front of you now. Of all the others that would cast you down… I grasp for understanding and wish to cradle you with it. Am I weak now as I show you my strength and empathy? Am I weak as I seek your elusive truth knowing it will bring me more questions and confusion? Am I weak as I gaze at your true colors knowing they will blind me with grief? I love you not your mask. You are beautiful and worthy without it. Tears do not make me weak. I am stronger than anyone fathomed. She paused a moment then said, “I managed to steal from our lost pasture the most beautiful budding flower. It is part of me now, and I name her forgiveness. With hope and heartache, I now give her to you. But you must be patient with her bloom. For she blossoms with caution, but from unconditional love. “ The heavens smiled. That girl truly was strong…and forgiving. She became love not lies, passion not pain. She became a force to be reckoned with. And her great truth told her they were both good and they were both worthy of love. So you may be wondering…what happened to that little girl born of love and lies, who found the boy born of passion and pain? Well they’re now standing hand in hand, face to face at a crossroad. Will they bring forth the spring together? Only tomorrow will tell. The heavens wait.

On the Sea Shore

Free graceful winds, having smell of peace. Edge of this bluish and radish sky; giving a hope to these birds. And a sea shore; having pleasant surroundings of love.

How many time I’ve told you that ‘don’t sit here alone’, but you don’t listen me. Why? If I am telling you, ‘I will come at 5 pm’ then I will be here at 5. And you should be at 5. But you are not; you have been waiting for 2 hours. Why?
You knew that everyone was watching you. And you also know that I don’t like it. I don’t like if someone watching you. That why I told you, don’t wait for me. Come only at time, but you always do same thing.
Now what? Ah, please don’t give me this look. 
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I know, I was little rude, you also did wrong thing; ok. 
Please, say something.
Ok. I am sorry, I was rude.
But you know I love you so such. And someone staring you I don’t like it.
Actually I have written a song for you. I will show you, but firstly you will have to show your smile. 
‘NO!’, not this one. The real one, ‘yours killing smile’. 
YES! that’s my girl.

Do you remember, here we have met first. And you know what, on that blue dress; you were looking like someone has torn a part of this sky. ‘Really, you were looking so awesome’.
Now you are laughing, just piece of lie and you are happy. Really, no one can understand the girls.
But accept one thing, on that day, I was in fame. On that yellow shirt I was more than a movie star.
WHAT? Wasn’t I? You were looking me, ‘continuously’. You were trying to ignore me but actually you were staring me. ‘Who is that handsome boy’? This question was, I think, hovering around your mind.
I was flirting? Really! 
Yeah I accept that I came first but still you were flat on me. 

Weren’t you? Then why had you given me your number? 
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Ok, don’t make this face. I accept that I was flirting. But really on that day I’ve found someone. Someone, for whom, I can live my life. 
I remember that on which I officially told you that “I Love you”.
Yeah, actually I didn’t said, you heard that when I was rehearsing. I was nervous on that day. I practiced ten times at least for that but I didn’t get confident for that. Even that shopkeeper was laughing on me.
But doesn’t matter I’ve got you.


We usually talked 3 hours on phone and full night chat. And you know because of that I failed in final paper. 
You topped and I got ‘F’. 
But I was happy. For you I can make this ‘F’ as my name. Even I like this ‘F’ tag, because your name starts with it. 
For you, anything, everything. 
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I want to tell you one thing. 
‘My sugar level is increased’. 
Don’t panic. I don’t know I am taking some sweets usually, maybe that’s why. 
Actually no one is stopping me for eating sweets. I can eat as much as I want.
Actually;
No one is forcing me for medicine.
No one is interrupting me while doing work. 
No one is making my fun, not even with me.
No one is walking with me on these streets.
No one is here, ‘NO ONE’.
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Why? 
You left me here, why? 
Not even a chance, that I could tell you, ‘how much I love you’. You left me here, without saying anything. After that I was wishing for only one thing, ‘A last good-bye’. But I didn’t get a chance for that. 
Life goes, whatever happens, but mine, mine is still; still here. 
Mine is still staring me silently. I hadn’t imagined my life without you but now I am living. That thing is eating me, eating me, internally.
I was chained by responsibilities. I was busy. I couldn’t given you time, when you needed me most. I am sorry. I am sorry for everything.
I love you. 
I love you, more than everyone, till eternally.
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Every day, here I see flashes of my life, my life with you. 
Moments, feelings, happiness, love and everything, everything, I felt with you, because of you. Still I am waiting for that time when I will leave this body, when I will soul free. But I’ll have to wait for that moment. 
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But till that, I have someone, someone because of I am still living.
Do you want meet with that someone.
Just wait a minute.
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“Sunny”, come here buddy. Someone is waiting for you”.
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One minute, ‘Grandpa’. Sunny said.
To whom, you want to meet me, Grandpa.
It’s your ‘Grandmother’ buddy. I said.
Grandmother! Where is she? I can’t see anyone. He said.
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Where I she! Can’t you see her? 
She is here, just beside me, “on this Sea Shore”.

LOVE IS LIKE GLASS......