A Feeling
It all began on a hot day, we were under the fan in the library as we were in the college when one of my friend announced in a hushed tone "Whoa! what a girl she is. " A little farther from us stood a girl who was very attractive. She immediately hooked our attention and mine the most. She was in college dress. This particular girl of sorts looked innocent, yet radiated excitement. Although I was standing quite far from her, she still reflected a sense of loneliness and her gaze had a constant search for something. At this moment, I could feel my pulse racing and a feeling of anxiety clawing at me. I couldn't help but move towards her, I wanted to talk to her. However, a voice called her. To my dismay, Her friends were calling her. It didn't take me long to figure out that her recess was over and was returning to the class. As time went by, my crush for this girl only grew by the day. I was astonished with her activities-all the while but the desire of introducing myself to her remained a distant possibility. However, I couldn't help but think all the time about her. Thanks to opportunity that the heavens open up for people sometimes. The moment I had longed to get near her finally come one fine day., when she herself came up to me and talked to me. I don't know which of my quality mode her to do so. We introduced to each other and soon became friends and good friends at that, we had lot of similarities. It wasn't long before we began sharing our feelings, happiness and sorrows. She was always there for me and drowned me in all the promises as people in such a position normally do. I liked the way she developed feelings about me. Her assurances were enough to make me forget vicissitudes of life, the difficult times. we were completely in sync with each other. I had never come across someone who cared for me as she did except my parents. She was the one who taught me about what a true relationship was all about. That was, of course, until the dreaded moment arrived. The high tide of our relationship looked like it was soon ebbing way. The worse was confirmed. Fear surged in me after I met her gaze and found that there was something concealed in them. In other words, I thought I had mastered by then. I was besieged by grief. I could only dream of sweet times we had as a fleeting memory, but still etched in time. I felt sorry for myself, sorry that I couldn't understand the time as if what it had demanded from me. If a relation is all about sincerity and devotion, then I am sure I'll be a very happy person in near future even though she was in doubt if we will meet again while her way to destination. And now, I am all alone, left to piece together my shattered hopes. But with it surges my confidence to meet her-one day. Wait until I have the last bit of strength to fell her admiration. Needless to say, my feelings will tide over all seasons. That is what I call a relationship. THAT IS LOVE.
