Chapter 7

Dearest momo

I hope you find a love that supports you. Someone who not only supports your dreams but wants to see you do well more than you do.

I hope you find a love that will fight for you. Someone who will always be in your corner. Someone who will always choose you and the relationship you have. I hope you find someone who would anything to be with you. The type of person who won’t let you walk away but goes after you if you try to.

I hope you find someone who heals you. I hope you find someone who teaches you that you didn’t deserve what happened to you in the past.

I hope you find a love that appreciates you. I hope you find the type of love that never stops saying thank you. The type of love that even after a long time they are still impressed by what you do for them. Someone who truly values you for all you are and the person you make them.

I hope you find a love that’s your best friend. Your loudest laugh. Your biggest smile. Your number one fan. Your happiest memories. You deserve it.

Yours

Ajaz Ahmed

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Chapter 6

So close yet so far, what’s is that longing to feel you next to me, to be able to lift myself up and reach your gaze, and reach you.

Sigh for those kisses, as you raise your arms to touch him, makes me want to reach your heart yet I will always be far away from you.

An eternal path to reach the heart of those who own their own.  A long wait until I see you again, impatient feelings stored inside eager to leave the body and expand in the vastness of the sky.

An ending that I always dream off, that I wish for, that I constantly repeat in my head recreating a situation that we yearn for to come true.

A dream that doesn’t fade away with time…

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Chapter 4

A Letter to my Valentine

Dear You,

…I don’t know what this feeling is. All I know is that being around you makes me feel alive. And seeing you smile… That’s all I want from life.

Yours,

Ajaz Ahmed

Chapter 3

My Feelings

Sometimes, loving someone is quite a dangerous state of affairs to be in. It was pretty clear to me that she didn’t feel the same way as I felt for her, but that wasn’t the problem. The problem was the fact that as much as I couldn’t force her to love me, I couldn’t force myself to stop loving her either. While we were having coffee that day, we started having a conversation. And this was not the first time we were having such a conversation. We used to have such conversations almost every day….. and this remind me of a conversation we had last year:

She: What’s wrong with you?, You seem to be lost.

Me: I don’t know how to tell you but I like her

She: Then talk to her. You don’t need an invitation to go and talk to her, do you?

Me: I’m a bit incredulous, she would never pay heed to a guy like me

She: Don’t say that!

Me: I just want to tell her how I feel, that’s all I want

She: Then go and tell her, it is as simple as that

Me: She won’t like me. I’m pretty much certain

She: How, on earth, can you be so sure?

Me: I can just tell, it’s an intuition

She: Well, just go and tell her. We’ll see what happens after that

Me: What should I say? I tend to run out of words when I see her 🙂

She: Well, tell her how much you love her

Me: I’ve already told it to her.

She: What do you mean? (perplexed)

Me: I’m always with her and I tell it to her almost every single day

She: Ah, I can understand how you feel. I’ve had similar sorts of problems. By the way, who wouldn’t love a person like you?

Me: I can’t  tell you her name

She: Okay, leave it. Just tell me are you going to talk to her?

Me: Well, I just did 🙂

To be Continued…..

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Chapter 2

The Cup of Coffee

Coming back to the present, my cup of coffee had taken me back in time. It reminded me of the friendship we shared. Her friendship too was pretty much like a hearty cup of coffee: Strong, sweet and energizing. And then, I realized that her friendship was like quicksand, the more I kept on falling into it, the harder it became to get out of it.

There was a thing about our friendship, It couldn’t be described in words. It brought up emotions that ran right from agony to ecstasy. It inspired me to accomplish some of the craziest and the most improbable feats. Her friendship was a formidable force as it made me happier than I had ever been and, at times, it made me sadder than I had ever been. I could pretty much recognize the emotions associated with our friendship, but finding words to describe those emotions was quite a daunting task.

To be Continued…..

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Chapter 1

The Valentine Day

Those cups of coffee that happened to be lying in front of my very eyes…. The feeling of warmth began ebbing. Her eyes held me tightly in its grip, but I had the power to resist. It feels helpless if you have a cup of coffee in your hand and you are staring at the most beautiful girl…..

The next thing I remember is nothing but her eyes flooding with questions when both of us had finally managed to take out time in order to have a cup of coffee. 

While I was having coffee with her, I realized that coffee is a lot more than just a drink. It was a way of spending time with her. It was a never-ending moment. The moment coffee fell into my stomach, there was a commotion. Ideas began marching like the battalions of the grand army. To her as well, coffee was way more than just a drink; it was a moment of pleasure. Both of us believed that coffee made us severe, stern and philosophical.

To be Continued…..

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College Wala Love #08

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…

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Librarian :: “Hey! You two….talking so much – don’t you get it its a Library”

Amit :: “Well mam we were discussing about Science and Commerce”

Librarian :: “I know what you guys are up to….you Management Student and She a Bio tech… all you guys do here is flirt in the Library.”

Jyoti :: “Excuse me, how can you say that I was flirting with him! If that’s the case I’m sitting somewhere else”

Saying that Jyoti piled up all the books and left to the other corner of the library.

Amit :: “Thank you mam”  (thanku for screwing my only chance to interact with such a beautiful girl in the college.)

Well! I didn’t even got the opportunity to introduce myself. I kept looking at her for a while then kept the book back in the cabinet and made a move out crossing her table just to see if she notices. But all was in vain she was so engrossed in reading the stuff. She don’t even notice me…..this was the first and the last time I saw her in the library….even though I got her info from my friends but we hardly talk to each other… Or may be …..

To be continued…..

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Shillong Diary #07

PS This post is the continuation of ‘Shillong Diary series’ and those who haven’t read the early part can check it here…

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Dated : 23-10-2015.

3 ::55pm

Amit :: “Well! Technical speaking techno does have poetry in it….but the main point is it helps me focus on my work”

Jyoti :: “Ok…this sounds pretty interesting…. I would surely give it a try”

Meanwhile, I opened my Facebook account and was browsing through it….

Jyoti :: “Talk something. I am bored. What are you browsing in your mobile?”

Amit :: “Ahhhh…..Facebook.”

Jyoti :: “Don’t use Facebook so often. You kind of, get addicted to it.”

Amit :: “I am already addicted…”

Just then Jyoti’s mobile rang. I could see the display which was showing “Mom”. She signalled me to keep quiet and attended the call.
Jyoti :: “Hey mom……..”

She moved further away from me. Once again, I started admiring her. I don’t know why but I had this strange kind of feelings that….. I was deeply enchanted by her. I was gradually giving away my heart to her.

Suddenly, I saw something magical….. she adjusting her hair by catching it between her fingers and shoved it behind her ear. It was at that moment I fell in love with her! I could easily say that it was love. I had been in a relationship which ended rather badly. So, I could say how being in love felt. The moment I laid my eyes on her in the bus stand, I could say that there was a magical link between us. But now, I realised it……..

To be continued…..

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College Wala Love #07

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…

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Amit :: “hey…. let me help you!”

Jyoti :: “Thank You”

Amit :: “Do you spend ur whole nights in the library?”(Looking at the books)

Jyoti :: “Excuse Me!”

Amit :: “I mean look at all these books, I guess the one I picked up is the smallest among all you are carrying!”

Jyoti :: “Well, I am from Bio tech, and we have to keep our-self updated with the latest technical revolutions and – there are marks for classroom participation you know right?”

Amit :: “Umm, but I hardly understood anything you said about Bio tech. Nways… let me help you with ur books, so that you don’t bang someone else”

Jyoti :: “Ok….. if you insist, hold this ones for me”

Amit :: “Ohhh….God! how can you read such heavy books!”

Jyoti :: “Well I guess you must be a Commerce guy”

Amit :: “Hello! What do you mean by that haaa?”

Jyoti :: “Nothing, since you guys never carried books I thought U guys nevr like spending quality time studying”

But, Before Amit could answer the librarian came there……..

To be Continued…..

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College Wala Love #06

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…

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Dated :: 17-08-2009

The Day Amit meet Jyoti (Amit)

I still remember the day, when I met Jyoti for the first time in the college library….It was indeed the most weird day of my life…….hahahah….

I was doing my Bachelor in Business Administration while Jyoti was doing her Bachelor in Bio Tech…..Weird combination is not it……Well! I like spending most of my time in the college library. Well! U guys may be thinking why library…well! its the only chilled out zone in the entire campus….where 18 air conditioners gives the most chilling experience….

That Day……I was browsing some history books in the art section there I saw a girl walking with at least 7-9 books and that too all piled up one over the other. I didn’t know who she was, but before I could realise she bumped over me and lost all the balance and books fell down in a fraction of a second.

Jyoti :: “Oh Fuck!”

The voice was sweet and she was wearing a red top with a mickey mouse print and dark blue jeans, hair tied up in a pony style…..

To be Continued….

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