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love and luck

guys …. I m pari… i just want to share my story with u….
This happened when i was in 9th grade….. I was the intelligent and good student who always had good grades There was a guy named aman who was my classfellow since we were kids but now our sections were different though we were in the same grade. Aman was the average student, we were friends till 3rd or 4th grade but later i made my new friends…..
So here comes the story, one day i noticed that aman used to look at me alot while recess time or whenever we come across… He also used to wait for me at the gate of our college in morning but he jst looks, he never said anything to me.
One day while break time i was walking with my friends when i saw him, he walked infront of me anf i saw my name written on his arm… That was quiet awkward for me because i was quiet conscious about my reputation in college. I went straight to my class teacher and told her everything, she called him from his class… I don’t know why but tears came out of y eyes when i had seen my name written on his arm.. Anyways he came and my teacher asked him that why he had written my name and he simply denied that it was not me, my teacher warned him not to write anyones name like this… Then we both went to our class and i thought that it is settled now but that was not so…….
He didn’t stop looking at me. One of aman’s friend was my friend’s boyfriend… Aman told his friend that he wants to meet me, his friend asked my friend and she asked me and i refused. On insisting i agreed because i myself wanted to sort out everything. That was my last paper of 10th grade and after paper i went behind the canteen where aman’s friend was standing, i asked for him.. He called him but he didn’t come. I went back to catch my school bus. As i sat in my bus a boy came to my window and said that aman is calling for u. I shut him up and came back home. i forgot to tell u that Aman’s friend was also my friend. One day aman’s friend and my friend also whose name was zee texted me that aman is asking him for my cell number. I warned him not to give my no to him but he insisted that just listen onece that what aman wants to say. I said ok. He gave my cell no to him and here came aman’s text. All he wanted to say was that he loves me. That was not quite shocking for me because i had an idea that he ‘ll say this. I tried to convince him that i respect his feelings but whatever he was thinking was not possible and honestly speaking at that time i never had...

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thought about him or had any feeling for him. But he was quite stubborn, he didn’t backup….
In those days we used to talk almost every day….
I thought that may b being hos friend i would be able to change his mind…. So i became his friend but he never took me as his friend, he always loved me a lot…
With the passage of time i started enjoying his company bur with all that i everyday tell him that we cannot be anything more than friens. He always used to say thay he ‘ll love me more than any1 n will comfort me with everything.
Days passed on like this, we became used to of eachother. And then i don’t know how and when i fell for him. But i was a quiet different type of girl who never accept this thing so did i…..
One day he proposed me and i rejected saying this that my parents can only take this decision and i ‘ll marry a boy of their choice. And said that he just want me to accept hus proposal and he don’t care about rest of the world.
I was not a strong girl. I had never ever even thought about anything like this or to go against my parents. Although i loved him but i rejected his proposal because i kneq that my parents ‘ll never agree and i cant go against them for him.
This all happened when we were in our fsc. I was a type of girl who dont believe boys soon but i dnt knw why i his case i could not resist myself from trusting him and his love. As i felt was he really really loved me a lot. In short he was mad. Sometimes i felt like i dnt deserve him, he deserves much more better than me… And sometimes i also feel myself lucky to have him but i was coward… I couldn’t fight with my parents for him…. This all went on for long….. Anf he was getting more and more serious day by day….. One day he asked me to tell my abt him….. On his request i told my mum about him….. My mum said that she wants to talk to his mother… I asked him and he agreed.
Next day my mum called him and talked to his mum and told her that his son wants that which is not possible at all. His mum said that he is not yet grown up…. this is nothing to worry at all and he will be ok.but my mum was still bit worried.
That day i felt a bit relaxed not because of what his mum said but because of this that no atleast i have told my mum about him.
Almost a week after this my paternal uncle came to our place with a proposal of their youngest son.
To be continued

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