Part 2 of the story. I know you people have been eagerly waiting.

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Read a series on 1shablog.com a story where the feelings of the heart remain unsaid and unheard.
How many times have you tried to tell someone how much they mean to you, how they became the most important part of your life or how they leave footprints on your heart, how little moments spent with them is our key highlight of the day. But yet they remain unknown of all this.
A story portraying these unsaid emotions in the series. Here is Part -1

“Hello!” in the absolutely nicest voice, tone, pitch or whatever.
“Hi” I listen to your Hi and it sounds lovely. You have a beautiful voice. “Hope I haven’t disturbed you.” I hear more words in that gorgeous voice of yours.

I get down at the India Gate and find you standing outside your car. I knew India Gate was your favourite ever since college. I wondered why were you so addicted, and why would you always roam about here. You look happy from afar. I want to just keep looking at you.

I come back home and I lay down in bed looking at the shell. I am taken back in time and all I can see is your face, your priceless expression, your live, love and laugh motto of life. Your joyous face, your football kicks, you singing along the music, humming to the tunes.

We run towards the park and we swing, we relive the first meeting together, we play, we walk on the walls, we ride the bicycle, we laugh, we talk and in the moments I spend with you, an overthinker like me forgets to think, my mind is all out, my heart is all in my eyes, pouring all the love out on you.

I yearn to spend evenings with you, what is this feeling that doesn’t fade away. This excitement, whenever I play whatever I do, I feel and I wish, you could see me, you could be here. I wish to go to school with you and we would be best of friends. We would be the best mates, we would nail every game together, every subject together and we would grow up together.

I wonder, people love with limitations when they grow young, and here I was in the limitless sea of feelings for you, which knew no bounds, no extent, no limitations.

What happens when you fall in love and don’t realize it until something happens?

Read on the blog a little series about kids falling in love, do they capture forever, or does it stays unrequited?

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I see someone, a girl. She is sitting, hardly visible in the windy fire. She looks gorgeous. I look at her from across, she is probably smiling. Her open hair playing with the wind. She is looking at the flames and I am lost looking at her.