College Wala Love #05

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PS: This post is the continuation of College Wala Love ‘’ short story series and those who haven’t read the early part can check it here…

College Wala Love #01

College Wala Love #02

College Wala Love #03

College Wala Love #04

Jyoti :: “But the reality is not what I want it be & you are, still so far & I am crying out loud, waiting for myself to be heard”

Amit :: This are my words….

Amit could never forget the words he had written. It was her all the time! He could hardly control his joy. He recollected her last letter to him. She loved him too! He stared at the computer screen, his mouth hanging open. He was still in a state of shock. All this time he had been dreaming about the girl he loved and he never knew it. He could hear his heart beating in rhythm to his thoughts. It was like background music was playing in him. He smiled and laughed and cried to himself. Relief, happiness, excitement washed over him.

He jumped out of the chair and rushed out of the house. He knew he couldn’t waste another second. He started his car and drove at top speed towards the café. He had no idea what he would say to her. All he could think of was that she loves him back. He laughed at all the incidents that had happened over the last few weeks of their college life.

To be continued….
PS photo credit:: Google

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21 thoughts on “College Wala Love #05

    1. Hey, Firefly…. I m doing great, well! I was too busy with my project…n was so lost in my work that had no TM to use my mind or my word’s😝😂😂 nways how are you? How is life going at ur end…..

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