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He was born with a silver spoon in his mouth, while she came from a poor family.
Another Cliche?
But this one's something different yet the most familiar. Here it goes..
Both of them belonged to nearly the same category. There wasn't any issue of caste, race, religion or status, neither their families had an old cold or hot war going on.
Nonetheless they were yet diametrically opposites of each other.
She was a loquacious chirpy bird while he was a secretive wordless dark horse.
She was more into expressing herself while he used to keep his feelings and emotions confined to himself.
She was more into gaining knowledge while he was more into making money.
She was more of intuitive and the one with that gut feeling while he was a practical person.
She could easily make out if he was lying about certain things or being sad through his body language while he on the other hand, being a man, believed to whatever she said and never thought of exploring what she might be up to in her mind.
She struggled for making him express his feelings to her for years but she failed every time she made an attempt. She often cried but it wasn't of any use because he was always unaware or perhaps pretended that he didn't know. I wonder why women are known to be mysterious..
One fine day, Trisha finally decided of quitting this relationship that she had with Harshit since she was tired of trying to make things work.
Harshit didn't make any effort to stop her, Trisha was extremely anguished and brokenhearted as she was expecting at least some efforts from his side. Months passed, and there was no sign of apology, Harshit didn't even try to call her once. She was missing him awfully but she was afraid that Harshit no longer loved her or perhaps he never loved her on the first place. She cried terribly, even the moon seemed gloomy that night. She listened to the sad songs and slept. It was 12 am and there was a knock at the door. She opened the door being nearly awake, rubbing her eyes and saw Harshit standing in front of him.
"I want you to see something, come with me," he said.
"What if I don't want to?" said Trisha.
He took her to a place that was decorated with candles, balloons, lilies and carnations. As soon as they came, the fire crackers started bursting in the air with sparkles sprawling the sky and all the balloons were released in the air, adding even more colors to the sky. She saw all her friends and relatives who appeared out of the blue to wish her, the moment she entered. It was her birthday. Harshit had been planning for it since she left. She broke into tears of joy when he said,"I won't disappoint you this time. I promise," said Harshit, affirming that he won't hurt her this time.
"I see life destined to meet the death,
sky destined to meet the land,
North and south poles of magnet being
attracted towards each other in spite of
being completely the opposite.
So if they can meet, Why can't we?"
"Will you marry me?... Again?"
Lovely story, not a typical one (as you said) :)
ReplyDeleteThey would make a good pair, but he should start expressing few feelings!
Hopefully he will, from now onwards.. :D Thanks for reading! :)
DeleteSo cute love story.
ReplyDeleteI'm glad that you found it so. :) Thank you :)
DeleteI liked the story very much. :)
ReplyDeleteLife seems so beautiful that way. :)
Thanks a lot and welcome to my blog. :)
DeleteI love the Happy Ending. You write so beautifully in this heart felt romance:)
ReplyDeleteI love them too. Thanks for visiting :)
DeleteAnd you know a top secret, I can so well relate to this..I felt it's almost my relationship story untill I read "Again?" at the end, for I'm not married. :-P Moreover, we carry the identical opposite natures portrayed by you in the characters! He's so busy on his work fronts that I seldom get upset and disheartened due to lack of attention but still know he cares for me. The moment I read this I wondered or rather wished a similar miracle happens to me on my upcoming birthday on 1st August this year! ^_^. Very well written dear, I could really feel and emotions connection with your expressive language. Hugs! :*
ReplyDeleteAwww that is so sweet and not to worry dear, I'm sure a much bigger miracle is awaiting you ;) Fingers crossed :* Lots of Hugs!
Deletethat's a lovey one Deeshani :-)
ReplyDeleteThanks a ton :) I hope you noticed the horse and the bird ;)
DeleteThis is a very sweet story, Deeshani. I love stories with happy endings. May they live happily ever after :)
ReplyDeleteWe all love them and I hope for the same :) Thank you so so much dear, I'm glad that you liked it. :)
DeleteNothing wrong with being a wordless horse, but some expressions always help. Nice story Deeshani.
ReplyDeleteHe'll probably start expressing himself in future :) Thanks a lot :)
DeleteA wonderful read :) It was hatke :D Happy endings are rare.
ReplyDeleteHaha..these days, very rare indeed!.. thanks a lot :)
Deleteshort but intense ! lovely :) budding author at work ;)
ReplyDeleteYo ;)Thank you so much :)
DeleteThat's so sweet of you. For some actions are more important than words, he proved that.
ReplyDeleteBeautiful story.
Absolutely!.. thank you so much, I'm glad you found it so ^_^
DeleteAwww..what a sweet ending. A little caring and expression can change our life completely.... nicely done...loved it... :-)
ReplyDeleteTrue that.. Thanks a lot.. :)
DeleteMore or less i enjoyed the story but its so small. please add some more lines next time.. bye
ReplyDeleteBeautiful attempt . ��������
ReplyDeleteThank you ��
DeleteGreat work deeshani....loved it
ReplyDeleteKeep shining with your work
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Thanks Nikita 😘😊
DeleteDi dis story u rocked 😍
ReplyDeleteDi dis story u rocked 😍
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