My mom introduced her to me when I was 2 years old. Until then she was a complete stranger to me, I liked her from the first meeting. I started to meet her at my terrace everyday. I would say, she is prettiest I have ever seen till date. Her presence made me chill and merry. I used to stare at her for hours but she never felt bad about it. Generally, I used to talk to her, she always listens and smiles without talking a single word. I always wanted to hear words from her mouth but it hasn't happened yet. :( We were good friends, as days passed by I could not resist myself from falling in love with her.
When I did my schooling, she joined me in Chennai. I was shocked to see her in Bangalore when I moved here to work. I thought there was something which bonded us. And I was sure that I will not miss her in my life. I used to search her every day but managed to find her only few times. She is always busy traveling places. Till date I have not told her that I love her. I am afraid to propose her since the number of people who fell in love with her cannot be counted and I have the fear of rejection too.
Can you tell her, that "I Love her" ?
Details of her are given below.
Her name is "The Moon", Ultimate beauty of Earth.
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...My Love...
Effect of Beauty
Today, my college reopens after 2 months of vacation. I was waiting for this day to show off my new Pulsar 200 CC to her. I tried hitting her street few times during the vacation but my bad luck, she went to her native. Our college bus comes to our stop exactly by 7.00 A.M (with mean time of 15 mins.) I got up at 6.00 A.M, took head bath (though I never take bath regularly), sprayed on the “Set Wet Zatak” (very very sexy) spray owned by me for this moment.
Here comes the moment, I started my bike at 6.45 AM and raced like a “Moto GP Racer” towards the bus stop. I noticed her standing; she was dressed in a killing “White Chudidhar” with a red rose placed in her neatly combed hair (looking like an Angel from heaven, only feathers were missing :)). Struck by her beauty, my adrenaline rose to its heights and I started to twist the accelerator to the extent I can. After a while I woke up in Hospital only to notice that I ran over Banana’s skin which crashed my dream and broke my left arm.
Message: So guys please keep you acceleration under control when you see a beautiful girl on streets.
PS: This is just an imagination.
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