#thefirstmeeting

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  • an_abandoned_house 5w

    Thank you for everything ❤️ You have made me feel always that I could scriblle something ❤️

    If you haven't read previous parts you can read them here #thefirstmeeting ❤️

    The eighth part is here. I'm really sorry for being so late but it's just I'm busy like hell. Please leave your feedback that will help me to improve...

    A long journey of emotions. I hope this can be worth your time...

    The days were distillating in memories just like aroma of flowers nectareally preserved for synthesis of cologne. Buddhu used to wait for her angel whole day in every breath it's much of respect and care than love. He was a sky where clouds of chaos comforts itself mostly condensing in rain of reminiscences i.e. he was an overthinker who weaves his reasons to wail with wool of worries in seconds of solitude. They had promised to be true to each other always. Just like a diary he opens everytime to the reader and much of a writer of his life i.e. her. It was beautiful just like the tulips titillating toes, chuckles of an infant, ripples in Ravi reflecting rainbows, mosaics of moist morning moon and much more. One mulberry morn, when sanguine sun enchanted the hymns of hope betwixt whisper of warmth and breathes of blessings, he texted her morning wishes at around 7:30. He was strolling leisurely in dizziness of doteful dawn inked with his imagination on pallid parchments of his life. Already two hours had passed but the notifications made him to check his phone again and again but it wasn't her. He got worried, it never happened like this before, every sliding second was making his heart sunk in sea of suspicions. He called her but no answers to the call, he didn't know what to do how to check how she was. He was in tears when the it rang, her text tiptoed his heart with relaxation but eyes betrayed him as usual it oozed emotions. She said 'Sorry! My phone was on silent'. He expressed her," How he was feeling!' She scolded him,"Why you cry so much? It's not right." But he said," I don't want to but it happens when It filled with fears and sadness of losing you." "Remove this fear, I'm here only always" She said and he replied, " Thanks for being with me, I'm also always here." She asked never to cry again. He silenced for a minute and then said" I'll try! I feel so much that's why my crevices fails to hold my sentiments." She asked,"What do you feel, Buddhu?" This question was narcotic quietening the chatbox screen and ebbing the adrenaline in his veins making his heart pound to burst as his eyes. He replied,"I feel for you. Your care, respect, since the day you met me I didn't know when this feeling tucked my shivering soul with Pashmina of peace and pleasure but I feel home with you. You became everything my happiness and my life ❤️" His words tranquilized everything, she was in delusion what to say even though she sensed what were his emotions. He continued,"Someone who inhabits in my soul after my eyes were close in night to the one who blesses my life prior to removal of natural tapestries of over my worldly windows, it's you and I love you for thousands of reasons when even a single is not needed." It wasn't a usual conversation for both of them, there was a bond much more serene than the feeling of love so she didn't want to hurt him anyhow but she had her own reasons.
    Finally she spoke,"I respect your feelings but for me it's not possible to think of a relationship." A moment which melted hum completely with the emotions which can't be worded. She's so serene, she understood him more than even him and he knew it's how the fate asphyxiated his feelings everytime. But yeah he was happy that she was with him. He with wet eyes worded," It's okay. I know my destiny but I'm happy to have one-sided feelings for you. It's you and It'll be you forever." It was too emotional to discuss this coralling all the emotions in a fragile bosom was impossible yet the pieces of it were tied by her so it held the hope. The clock already struck 10:00 AM. She had to get ready for the classes. I said she didn't want to go today but she had to. She said "we'll talk later, take care till then."

    A war betwixt heart and soul starred in springs of sentiments till it withered in wishful wails and blessings blossoming in his heart for her genuineness and everything she blessed him with. An era of endless wait erased when she sent her picture to him. Kamdeva's bow slitted as her two eyebrows with her eyes closed muffling all the melancholy untied hairs with elflocks enchanting eulogies in his heart with her clavicle draper in embroidered chunni. The sweetest smile with cloudlike nimbus adorning her face casted captivating charm on the cliff and valleys of Himalayas. His shattered soul soothed with the idyllic ink on innocence. He texted,"You're more beautiful than cutest clouds." She made his day with this. She knew him more she didn't want him to again shed tears with all that happened. So just told him let's sleep. Come here to me.

    She made a video call. It was unexpected but yeah it was the reality. He accepted but noone has to say anything as she was in hostel and it was past 12. Both of them slid in their blankets looking at each other. It was most heavenly feeling as if they were there together being miles away. It was decided the one who will sleep afterwards will cut the call. Both were tired like hell but Hypnos (Goddess of sleep) blessed her prior and as if his soul requested her to witness this eternal moment for some more time, he just found his life in the innocence of her sleeping face. After almost half an hour when spell of sleep again casted he cut the call with SS of his sleeping beauty and draped with the duvet of dreams with the berceuse of maternal moon.

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  • an_abandoned_house 8w

    Thank you for being with me in this journey ��❤️ Your love and support means a lot to me ❤️

    If you haven't read previous parts you can read them here #thefirstmeeting ❤️

    The seventh part is here finally. There are some changes in this part. I tried to keep it simple. Please leave your feedback that will help me to improve...

    This is a long read. I hope you'll like it....

    Alarm rang!! rang!! rang!! He snoozed it everytime until it dragged him from his dizziness. It was 6:00 in mellow morn, he used to wake up around 8:00 but yesternight he himself set 10 alarms starting from 5:00 to 7:00. He knew her busy schedule of crushing classes and plethora of assignments to be submitted. She won't be getting time till evening and not even after that to talk to him so he just tried to make his morn by sending her morning wishes. He texted, " Good Morning! How are you?" and waited for the reply but still the dreams drawn him into its duvet. A drizzling sleep it was checking his cell every 10 or 15 minutes he was lingering between the crave for her reply and the sleep. She texted," Good Morning! I am fine" at 7:20 AM. It was the time of her first class which used to start at 7:30 AM. They texted for 10 minutes. She told him her whole day schedule and proposed to meet at 10:00 PM in night after dinner. He agreed but still his heart was there in that chatbox waiting for her. He always left a text at the end "I'll be waiting" which was his heart's hiraeth. She replied in break. He replied instantly as his sinking heart skipped a beat with the text notification. They chatted for a while regarding their day till then, weather, dishes they had in lunch and much more. He also wrote some verses for her and sent. She liked it and said, "I saved it. It is so close to my heart." They were emotional at times as a bond beyond words knitted between them also blossomed the fear of losing each other. He said, "Angel! Please don't leave me". A minute of silence with his heart drowning and eyes ebbing stayed when she replied, "I'll not. Abandon this fear from your heart." He said," Thank you for being in my life". Again she went for the classes and he indulged in his work with the same song in earphone that she shared to him first. He was missing her even after knowing that she was busy and will come in evening. In evening around she shared pictures of milky clouds with a cyan hue like Mahadeva's throat. It was pure bliss to absorb the scenic beauty. He replied in a compliment. The tipsy twilight slid on slope of wait when he texted her at 10:00 ,"I'm here" She said,"Just wait for sometime, I'm coming". It was drizzling outside at his place the raindrops were jumping inside his room after striking maroon window pane. The wait becomes venomous when weather whispers its warmth or wail. She texted at 10:30, "I'm finally here" They talked about their rest of the day, he told her that he missed her and was listening to her song. She said, " Aww ��! This is our song and we'll not share with anyother." They listened song together playing it simultaneously and talked till 2:30 AM even though both had to wake up early for their commitments. They said "Good night" and waited for the sleep to caress them in its arms.

    They chatted for days like this. Everthing was so surreal and subjugatory for him. He thanked God in every breath for blessing him with Angel. Even though they decided to meet at 10:00 at night but never followed that, they chatted whole day in bits and pieces whenever got time. She is too caring, genuine, understanding, mature and silly sometimes but she knew how to solace his shivering soul when he cried. All this made nature to nurture a narcissus of love in his blank bosom. This made his fear of losing to grow more. The more you love the more fear dwells in your heart if it's one-sided. For him it was one-sided he never expressed it till then.

    It was a cloudy day when charcoaled clouds veneered the welkin seeping chilly charms to captivate the Earth. Just like the sombre sky his heart was also pounding hard with a strange sense. He texted her in morning but she wasn't feeling good. He asked "What happened?" She just said him she just want to be alone and she left. Summer of suspicions scorched his soul whether he mistook something and she got angry with him. He texted again and again but no replies, he sent voice notes in quavering voice saying sorry again and again. He was crying as it felt his fear tormented as truth. She replied in noon when she returned from her class,"Do you want to get beaten? What is this? Listen to your voice! You were crying badly" He told her about his fear and suspicion. She said, "Come here and sent a virtual hug. It feels like you can't even live one day without me. I'm happy as well as sad. You care so much for me but don't do this again. I'll come back here only" He said, "I can't see you sad and if you are I'll try to bloom a smile even if I have to sacrifice my soul. Your smile is everything for me." She was happily emotional to have him and she became everything for him. They promised to not leave each other ever. They were happy together. She became his happiness and he became his buddhu that day.

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  • an_abandoned_house 10w

    Thank you for being with me in this journey ��❤️ Your love and support means a lot to me ❤️

    If you haven't read previous parts you can read them here #thefirstmeeting ❤️

    Sorry for being so late ���� I am not getting time to scriblle but finally the sixth part is here...

    This is a long read. I hope you'll like it....

    The sentiments flooded dribbling down the cheeks drenching the shrunken sleeves of his scarlet shirt. He resiliently attempted to restrain the river of reminiscences but failed to freeze warm springs in those crimson crevices. His choking heart was only pounding with a hope of reckoned rendezvous. He started the car with his shivering hands and steered it towards it's owner's garrage. The madescent mistral was glaciating his vacant veins. His wet eyes were hueing the path with haze and his heartbeats were hovering over hiraeth. It took 45 minutes for him to drop the car at it's owner. He returned the key to the owner and paid the charges with a strange silence and turned towards his room. The owner asked from back "Is everything ok" He didn't reply as if the words froze in the air of agony before reaching his ears. He strolled back to his room with all the moments shuffling in his senses, he has a smile of solace that they spent the whole day together but at the same time his heart was sinking with a thought of not seeing her soon. It was 10:30 PM by the time he reached his room where a subtle silence was suffused. He just fell in the bed with his head in placid pillow. He had so many moment to cherish since they started all were before her blood red eyes but his brash brain was stucked at the thought of her absence. On the other side, she entered home with wet kohl eyes wiping her tears. She directly went to her room and cwtched her pillow. Something was there, a special bond which tied both of them and eliciting their eyes to ebb emotions. In these few meetings she got to know that he is just a guy with a child's heart. She knew that how he would be feeling and was sure that he would be crying. This was making her more restless. She was lost in these thoughts lying in her bed with her pillow in her arms. Eventually, a gelid gust transpierced through the opened window stimulating them to turn towards that side. He gazed at the dark welkin embellished with shimmering stars and mellow moon. She descried outside the tangerine tapestries where the wind was whispering the memories to moon and stars and she could hearken the voiced silence. The constellations reminded him of the day they first met and he got goosebumps as if he was living it again. All, his melancholy mummified at the instance her smiling face transpired his thoughts. The smile of her lavender lips has the healing power of Ashwini Kumaras. Just a thought of her nectareal countenance had subdued all his sorrows. She engulfed the constellations reminiscencing the night she felt this connection in when they met second time. Lying in the bed she was feeling the chilly breeze suffusing her room and draping her consciousness and she lost in the forest of dreams. Otherside, He just closed his eyes cherishing her memories and he didn't even know when the sleep had lulled his conscience.

    The next morning, he woke up at 8:00 it was so late. He saw her text "Good Morning, Sotadu". It was sent at 7:10 AM, he replied her "Good Morning! I'm sorry. I just woke up" After this he jumped out of the bed got ready in 10 minutes and rushed towards the bus stand as he knew his bus will depart at 9:00 AM. He ran breathlessly, to meet her as a long gap will veneer his luck to see his angel. Finally, he covered the path of 7 kms in 30 minutes and reached at the bus stand. The bus stand was almost deserted and stituted in the lap of nature below the milky welkin with a hue of Celeste Himalayan poppy. He restlessly entered in all the buses searching for her but she wasn't there. He looked all around with his heart sinking with a feeling that She's gone. He was about to broke out but eventually a standing bus went and his wet eyes twinkled as scintillating stars reflect in ocean. A smile bloomed on his face and tears rolled down his cheeks. It was she in an indigo top with a pink floral print and black jeans near a railing clasping a rail in her right hand leaning towards left with both arms open like the wings of a flying dove. Her eyes were closed and a full bloomed smile with clouds (teeth) betwixt her lavender lips was infusing cuteness in the ambience. He wished the time to stop and he want to dwell in this moment forever embracing this emotion in his heart. He stood there for almost ten minutes preserving her cute chuckles in his soul until a bus tootled and swayed them back to reality. He, then noticed her parents with her who were there to bid her goodbye. She didn't descried him till now but her eyes were searching for him, her clasped fingers and restless walk to and fro had made her parents feel something was there. They asked but she denied. It was 8:50 AM and she seated in the bus still ferreting outside the window for his presence. She couldn't text him as her parents were there and he wasn't going to her to prevent dwelling her in questionnaires. Soon, the bus started to move and her parents boarded off then she just saw him in walking speedily along with the bus with wetted eyes. Her eyes also shed tears, he shown her gestures to wipe her tears and not to cry. She showed him punch for crying and then they laughed bidding goodbyes. He stood there for sometime with wet eyes holding the saline as she told him not to cry. Then he returned to his room.

    It was a journey of 1.5 hours. The sky was hued with azure cotton clouds mimicking the ether adorned on the earth. She captured and sent her these paradisical beauties and he complimented, "My heart is there with you in this journey. Keep it safe". She assured, "It will be safe here". They both texted the whole time during her journey until she reached her academy. Then he said her "Please take rest! Have your lunch and then we'll talk." She said, "Yes!! I'll come" He said," Take care. I'll be waiting for you here." The eventide effused elegance in ether, the sun tinted the horizon with tangerine. The blustery breeze was solacing the solitary skylines and titillating her feets. He texted him about her well being and she replied, "She's fine but missing her home." He felt her his eyes seeped saline and he said , " Don't be sad. You're never alone. I'm with you here always." She said," I believe in you". He could still feel her sadness tears dribbled down his cheeks and he versed,

    "I don't have angelic wand like you with which you tranquilize storms of sorrows to smiles in seconds
    But craving for an unwithering smile on your face I offer to supreme my mere soul and whole existence"

    She was emotional reading this and said, " Aww ��" She sensed his care and said , "I'm okay". He said her "You don't know how much you mean to me. In these few meetings, You became my happiness and I can't see you sad anytime. I'll try my best to bloom a smile on your face" She said,"Pyaaaree se buddhu". He said," Thanks for the compliment" and they both laughed at his silliness. That's what he always craved for her smile and he would do anything to make her smile. He said her "Please don't leave me ever" There was a silence in chatbox. She felt him and said, "I'll never leave you" This made both of them emotional with happy tears. By the time, It was already 11:00 PM in the night. They both had dinner at their places and he said her to take rest. They wished good night and she told him, "You also sleep and he said I always follow what you say. I'll sleep" The narcotic night numbed thier senses and duvet of dreams draped them.

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  • an_abandoned_house 14w

    Thank you for all your love and support ��❤️ It means a lot to me ❤️

    If you haven't read previous parts you can read them here #thefirstmeeting ❤️

    Sorry for being so late ���� I am not getting time to scriblle but finally the fifth part is here...

    It's too long but please give it a read...

    He said "Whatever the angel's wish will be!!" They both smiled together. Both were smiling with a blush concealing their sadness of impending long wait. The four heavenly doves were drenched in mizzle of emotions. She said in her quavering voice, "Let's go. Otherwise we'll be just sitting here and crying." He asked,"Ok but where?" She said,"Don't ask too many questions and come." He laughed with a blush as she's showing her right on him this time. She sensed his thoughts and blushed sweetly. He asked, "So miss angel, how will we be going?" She said, "Using my wings, buddhu. Ofcourse, we have to take a cab." He blushingly said, "This BUDDHU, feels like a compliment to me" She laughingly said,"You're in real" The ambience aromatized with laughter. He said, "We don't need a cab. We can rent a car and I'll drive" A zealous smile bloomed on her face and she said,"No, I'll drive" He asked,"Do you know driving," She said,"I am learning from papa but still I'll drive" He said,"Are you sure?, Don't tell me you've plan to take me to heaven��" She said,"I am taking you to the heaven only, Be ready." They rented a car,"She sat on the driving seat and he on beside seat" The journey towards paradise started with music's spellbinding symphony. She seemed nervous while driving but yeah she's a good driver. The gusts of gelid wind were touching their faces and fluttering her surpentine elflocks. She was lost in driving carefully while he was engulfing this scenic beauty. The azure welkin was adorned with milky cotton clouds, it seemed as they were on the path of paradise in real. She said,"See these delicious clouds, I want to eat them" and just turned towards him and noticed him lost in her face. She blushed and said,"Oye, See the clouds not me." He said,"You want to eat them then I'll bring those clouds to you in heaven." After a journey of almost 2 hours she stopped the car aside. He asked,"Reached?" She said,"Yes" They got down. It was a upside of hills. They can see the crests kissing the clouds misty peaks with wind whispering couplets of calmness. The conifers camouflaging the cacophony of chaos with the mist mesmerizing messy mind. The chillness of ambience was freezing the bones but the warmth of her presence was suffusing icy effects. It was heaven really as she said. She said,"Probably heaven". He said, It's paradise of pleasure. It seems as the mother nature has itself embroidered its chiffon sky with cotton clouds" They stood there for almost an hour tasting the ambrosial ambience. There was a moment of silence in between them, it seemed like the whole cosmos was traquilized by trills of tenderness. He said,"Please never leave me" She numbed at this sudden sentiment but sensed how he was feeling and said,"I'll never leave you until you'll" He said with wet eyes,"I can't even think of leaving you" and the silence draped the skyline.

    After almost an hour it was almost 3 when he asked,"Not, feeling hungry?" She said, "Yeah! A little bit" So he said,"Let's have something" They started the vehicle and reached to a small restaurant where she ordered Pateed and mango shake for both of them. She knew that he liked her favourite dish pateed when they had it last time and he also told her that mango shake is his favourite. They had these talked about her class schedules and then left from there. It was almost 4 and they had to return now to make sure her to be at home at her usual time. So they started, but this time he was driving. In return they saw a one of the famous temples of a goddess and stopped there to bow before idol. Before the idol he made a wish for her happiness and success. It felt like the goddess itself were blessing both, the spiritual energy was felt by them. Now they started again it was a tunnel in womb of a hill. Lights were glowing and vanquising the darkness. It was so enchanting to have these many memories in a single day. After almost an hour they reached near to the lake.
    It was 7:30 in the evening. The azure welking was draped with the blanket adorned with coruscating stars to numb the narcissistic night. The brisk breeze were also misty as their emotions. Unwillingly she said,"It's too late, we should go now" He said,"Just for some more minutes" and he hummed some lyrics in quavering voice ,"Stay a little longer..." She smiled but her eyes oozed pearls so as his. This was going to be an unexpected wait for both of them and the emotions couldn't be suffused this time. It's just fourth meeting but a special bond beyond words had grown in between them. He said,"Thank you for spending the whole day with me. These are the best moments of my life. I am blessed to have you in my life" She said,"Shhhhhh!" He became silent.After 5 minutes she said,"Now, say something" He said,"You said to remain silent" She said,"Ohho! You'll follow my every word." He said,"Yes! Always everything except please don't say me to go away from you." Silence spreaded in between them. After sometime she said in her quavering voice, " I want you to be happy with or without me but you don't have to live without me" Listening this he broke out into tears as he can't imagine this thing but yes he said,"I'll try to be happy." It was already 8:00 at night, he drove to her home and near the alley he dropped her with the wet eyes. At this moment both were emotional but noone could shed tears otherwise it'll not be possible to stop the flood of sentiments. So they held the pearls in the corner of the eyes and both bid goodbyes. He wished her goodluck for her future and stood there elgulfing the view of the fading image of her as she moved forward.
    He sat in the car and broke out. The sentiments flooded...

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  • an_abandoned_house 16w

    Thank you for all your love and support to the previous three parts ��❤️ It means a lot to me ❤️

    If you haven't read previous parts you can read them here #thefirstmeeting ❤️

    Sorry for being so late ���� I am not getting time to scriblle but finally the fourth part is here...

    It's too long but please give it a read...

    After bidding the goodbye he started walking towards his home. It wasn't a blustery night, shimmering stars were singing sonnets of solicitude for mesmerizing mien of misty moon. A gleeful glint in his eyes with a shy smile was adorning his face. His brain was musing the moments of mingling with her voice echoing in his ears. A thundersound had brought him back to his senses, he descried at the crimson clouds concealing the duvet of scintillating stars with the thundering resonating with his pounding heart. He felt feverish fear in these thunders tonight. His brain which was sketching the sentiments on the soul befuddled with an unknown fear. It was still around half a mile to walk towards his home. A raindrop touched his face, dribbling down his cheek, it started raining. He walked as fast as he could since running on the slippery roads of the hills was very risky. He reached his home completely drenched. It felt like the clouds had poured their somber sentiments to suffuse his smile. He changed and finished his dinner. It was around 11 when the rhymes of rain had let the silence sujugate the numb night. Some fading thundersounds could still be hearkened with his pounding heartbeats in the ambience of the room. He was there at the window staring at the dark welkin trying to decipher the cause of this fear. It was a strange sensation mixed with fear, loneliness, reminiscences of her smiling face everthing at once and a tear ebbed from edge of his eye.

    On the otherside, she came out of her room after finishing her dinner and deeds. She saw puddles of rainwater in her courtyard, she became a child waving and rippling the water with her naked feet. The chillness of water, touching her feet was enhancing her candied chuckles. It was late when she returned to her room. She saw a mail regarding the selection in the academy where she had applied. She was very happy for this selection which she waited for months but soon she started feeling sad as she had to leave home and stay in hostel. It was a mixed feeling with happiness and chaos with which she was staring the sky. She was also worried about how to convey this to him that no more meetings will be there till she returned back.

    Amidst this state of chaos both of them plugged their headphones and started listening to the shared songs. Music has a special healing power it tranquilizes the tensity teleporting the heart to heavenly cosmos.Soon, the dreams vanquished the conscience.

    Both of them, were eagerly waiting for the next sunday. Even when the days are short in winters but it seemed someone had hindered the wheel of time for them. Finally, it was sunday morning for which both of them were waiting. He dressed up fast and swiftly walked towards the lake, it was 6:00 in the brisk morning. When half of the hill was sleeping, he was there at the lake waiting for her. The fear from that night was still there, he wants to ensure that everything was fine with her. He was restless today even though he knew that may be he could meet her only in the evening for few hours only but still a hyacinth of hope was blooming in his heart. For her also it was the day she waited for the whole week not to cherish the charm of lake but to meet him and convey about her shifting to other city. She reached the lake at 8:00 as she wanted to spend the whole day with him because it was going to be a long break. She saw him standing at lake from behind and her feet almost stopped as the thought of conveying the sad news held her there. She stood behind him at some distance when he turned seeing her in front of him. She dressed in a bewitching burgundy hued traditional indian kurta salwar with a chunni personifying the angel on earth. Her earings hanging in her ears and the smile adorning her face were spellbinding the senses of even the swans of the lake. He was numb standing there, he had a oceans to pour out but couldn't utter even a single syllable but sentiments oozed from his heart and dribbled of the cheeks, his eyes deceived again. Seeing tears in his eyes she also couldn't control herself and vehemences ebbed. Just like the rain basking in sunrays their smile were flourished with tears from their eyes. Both of them wiped their tears and sat together on the sidebench. Both of them were finding it difficult to express themselves. But he asked "Are you alright?"
    She said "Yes, I am perfectly fine. But what happened to you why you have started crying?" He told her about her feelings from last sunday's night and said "I have a fear of our meetings" Silence prevailed in the ambience. He asked again. She told him about her selection to the academy. He congratulated her and was happy for her. But then she hesitantly conveyed him about the location of the academy and also that she had to live in the hostel. He was happy for her but sad for theirs as he knew that after shifting their meetings will stop. But he wiped his tears and said "Don't worry angel. You study well and I will be waiting for you here always" She knew he was in gloom so she said "Don't worry idiot! We'll talk whenever we'll get time and they exchanged numbers" He was happy that they will be connected even after so much distance. He promised, "I will be always there for you just a text away" She said, "I know". She said," Now, are you going to only shed tears? I am here what are we going to do today?" He said "Whatever the angel's wish will be!!" They both smiled together.

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  • an_abandoned_house 19w

    Thank you for all your love and support to the previous two parts ��❤️ It means a lot to me ❤️

    If you haven't read previous parts you can read them here #thefirstmeeting ❤️

    Sorry for being so late ���� but finally the third part is here...

    After bidding the goodbye he walked towards his home smiling unconsciously. His body was rambling but his senses were there in the alley beside her house. It was blustery that night chilly flurry freezing the blood in his veins and he was wearing a single sweater with his ears uncovered but it felt like he wasn't feeling even a bit of cold. He reached home and just sat on the window still looking at the shimmering stars and ferreting the coruscating constellations. It was just the second meeting of them but it felt like he knew her for years. Those soothing chuckles were still echoing in his ears drowning him in ticks of togetherness. On the other side, she was standing in her Kitchen cooking cheese curry but stargazing the embroidered ether from the window. It's not the usual evening for her when she just focus on her cooking with the brisk breeze through the window tickling her face. She was also lost like him in the sight of stars as if they would sing soothing sonnets to subdue her senses. It had already been half an hour when a gelid gust struck them and brought them back to senses. She completed dinner with her family and he had to still figure out what could he eat. He didn't know cooking and at this time in midnight there was no option for dinner outside. He just searched for all the cabinets of his room and luckily he got some snacks to tranquilize the hopping rats in his stomach. After finishing the dinner (if it could be said) he lied down on the bed with his eyes closed and the whole events from the first meeting shuffled in his brain and he didn't know when the sleep draped his consciousness with duvet of dreams.

    A week passed with the same routine of work in the day and evenings with counting of stars and sight of the lake. This was the first time he calculated that a week contained 5,18,400 seconds since every passing moment felt like centuries. Even though he knew she might not come as she told last time that she used to go to her other house on weekends but still he had a cheering hope. But finally, Sunday was here, he dressed up and reached the lake to engulf the rising sun in his eyes. For him it wasn't a usual sunrise, the hope was rising in his heart of her arrival. Since, the morning his eyes were envisaging for her glimpse from the lake side to the tree where he met her last time but with the sinking sun in hazy horizon the hope in his heart was also withering. He halfheartedly started walking towards lake with almost withered hope of meeting her today. His eyes were there in the ground feet with moving slowly and heartbeat sinking like the ripples of water stagnating with moments. Eventually his eyes espied her standing in front of the horizon where the tangerine orb has sunk hueing the sky with salmon. The gust of wind blustering her loosened hairs vignetting a heart on the right and a 'J' on the left. The darkness already has started draping the azure sky. This magical moment had mesmerized the whole megacosm. Time got still in the moment. Again he was numb standing there but this time the darkness brought her to senses. She hadn't seen him till now as she was looking other side. He walked swiftly towards her and said 'Hii'. She turned towards her and replied with a 'Hello'. Now, there was a silence with a smile on both the faces. Both asked simultaneously 'How are you?' and they just laughed at this coincidence. Then again they said 'I am fine' together, they again laughed. He wanted to ask her why she was so late today but still some hesitation was there. On the other side she sensed her thoughts and just said 'I wanted to come here in the morning to see the sunrise but I was so busy due to my studies that I couldn't made it.' He said, 'I can understand but yeah I am happy that you came atleast for sunset.' She said, 'Yup, isn't it beautiful.' He said, 'Yeah, like you.' Both of them smiled. Conversations with laughters continued and the ambience adorned with smiles. She asked 'Are you a melophile?' He said 'Yeah!' They asked about the genres they liked. Both of them were fond of soothing songs but different languages but since music has no language so they promised that at every meeting they will suggest a song so that they could explore more music. The embroidered duvet of dazzling stars had already covered the cosmos and the weather was blustery so everyone was inside their homes. So, he just asked her to come along with her and with an affirmation they walked towards her home. Walking down the path he told her about the last Sunday's incident when he had slept with dinner of snacks. She was a bit worried by this and said 'You know the timings of closing of shops here in this season and also we never know about the emergencies so atleast keep a kettle in your room and Maggie so that atleast you don't have to sleep hungry from next time.' He liked her caring nature and said, ' I have a kettle but not Maggie that day but for sure I'll keep from now on.' She said,'Good.' And by the end of this conversations they reached to her home. They suggested the songs as per their promises and bid goodbye. She started walking towards her home and he was still standing there. But she turned and said 'Now go and don't stand here otherwise you again will be late for the dinner and they both smiled.' He said, 'Yeah! I am coming.' Finally, they wished each other Good night wishes and bid goodbyes.

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  • an_abandoned_house 21w

    Thank you for all your love and support that you gave to it's first part ❤️
    If you have not read the first part till now just read it here #thefirstmeeting ❤️

    The second part is here...

    After bidding the goodbye she walked towards the downhill to her home but he was still standing there befuddled with the thought of intiating the conversation with a stranger girl. His eyes were still watching her figure fading from his eyesight. The sun had drowned by the time in the hazy horizon. He also walked down towards his home slowly lost in the thoughts of the day. Till the time he reached his home, the canopy of coruscating stars draped the walloping welkin. After reaching home he finished his household chores and again sat on the window still from where he could barely see anything except the reflection of the waning moon and stars adorning the lake's beauty. He liked to stargaze and count the stars whenever he could find time. Something was strange today, evertime he started counting the stars he just stucked at the count of seven and the seventh star was just seemed above the point where he met her. It was the first time he was feeling this. On the other side, she was lying on the bed in her room with window opened through which she could feel the cold breeze brushing past her face numbing her senses. She was fond of descrying the constellations from her window at nights. She found the great bear (Saptarishi) tonight. A coincidence, both of them stargazing the Saptarishi lost in the memories of today's meeting. How many hours passed!! Couldn't be felt. Wind blown inviting the clouds cloaking the embroidery of stars and soon the chillness of ambience condensed clouds into drizzle. Icy raindrops tossing into their rooms with freezing touch brought them back to the present. It's already 2 o'clock, the windows of the two rooms were closed and the dreams vanquished the minds finally.

    Two weeks passed, every weekend he used to go to the same lake in the morning contemplating to meet her again and returned in the evening with a withering hope. It was the third saturday since the first meeting he almost lost the hope of meeting her again, he started walking towards his home in the noon itself, he heard a chuckling voice somewhat familiar he turned towards the voice and just got mesmerized. It was she standing before a tree with closed eyes and dressed in white Kurti and tangerine leggings, golden sun rays adorning her soothing smile.The gentle breeze playing with her loosened hairs, a serpentine ringlet turned through her neck toching a corner of her lip making a 'u'. He just stood mesmerized with the incredible sight with his mouth half opened. She didn't see her as her eyes were closed. In the stillness of moment, time just eloped. It's the cricket ball of the children palying near the place which made her open her eyes and again this time she saw him numbed with half opened mouth. She laughed this time and with the sound of her laugh he was thrown to his senses in present. He felt embarrassed but smiled. She felt his embarrassment and said 'hello' to him. He replied with a 'hii'. They both asked simultaneously 'How are you' and they laughed at the coincidence. Conversations continued with jokes and laughs, smiles and chuckles. He was eager to ask why she hadn't been here to the lake for the last two weekends but couldn't. She felt it and told that she with her family used to go another house which is in another city. This weekend they hadn't gone so she came here to feel the bewitching beauty of the nature at this lake but in this chilly morning the warmth of sun rays are paradisiacal so she just halted there to bask and feel the heaven. He also thought it was heavenly to watch her basking. They both missed each other since the first meeting but no one conveyed. Conversations continued with smiles, laughters and chuckles. It's already 4 o'clock in the evening, they always lost a check on time while conversating. They both were hungry, so they just went to a shop nearby and asked what's available to eat currently. The owner said only pateed (a dish of hilly areas in India) is available. She knew about it as she's born and brought up here. He was curious about the recipe. So, she told her about the recipe and ingredients. They finished eating and after that walked towards the lake stood there. He asked about the thoughts she was having that day he met her. She kept mum for sometime. He felt that she's not comfortable with the question and appologiesed. She said it's ok. It was already late the sun was about to set. So, they decided to return. He asked to walk with her to her home as darkness started prevailing the ambience. She nodded her head in 'yes'. They walked together till her home chatting and then they bid goodbyes to each other.

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    On a winter morning soothing rays of sun kissing the mien of mountains with zephyr of zeal whispering the haikus of hope, birds chirping love sonnets anticipating for pleasant primrose to blossom. The lake smothered with hyacinths with whiteness of swans adorning the scenic beauty of nature enchanting the earthlings. After almost a week, glimpse of sun could be observed. Everyone was eager to preserve this charm of mother nature so it was crowded near the lake. Houses were abandoned for some hours providing them some moments of silence. There was one sitting on the window still attempting to engulp all the sentiments his sight and brain could decipher at the moment. He brought his diary and pen along with the hot cup of tea. He didn't write diaries daily but whenever he could find time he liked to scribble his heart on the plain sheets. He kept his diary aside and gazed through the window while finishing his tea. He could see people in groups: children playing football, a group of teens cracking jokes and laughing, a bunch of elders with their newspapers which was just for the namesake instead they were seemed to discuss their views on some topic. Switching his sights, eventually he descried a girl standing near the yellow painted railings of the lake. He could barely see her face from here but still could feel that even in the cacophony of the crowd she was only listening to whisper of wind and observing it to ripple the water like the thoughts were rippling emotions in her heart. He could feel that there was something disturbing her. He was an introvert it was most difficult for him to interact with the strangers but don't know why he put his mug aside unfinished and just walked downstairs towards there. As he approached at the lake, he tried to say 'Hi' but couldn't utter. He lacked the courage to even say a 'Hiii'. In a moment she returned to the present, and saw a guy standing beside her, he understood he wants to initiate the conversation but was failed due to nervousness. She smiled, he also smiled and now he said 'Hiii'. She replied in 'hello' and they started conversating about their introduction and then about the morning. It's difficult to believe but introvert and the lost girl both were laughing after 10 minutes. In the mean time he saw a hawker selling blackberries in the winters, they awwed over this, getting a fruit of monsoon in winters that too here on the hills. She was fond of blackberries, so they bought some and ate together cracking jokes. The whole day had passed standing there at the lake. He told his home pointing towards and she told she lived down the hill side and sometimes used to come to perceive nature's bewitching beauty. He offered to walk with her towards her home but she said ' it's ok. It's not too late' and they bid goodbye for the day.


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  • yadavarun 154w

    Dear crush

    Vo jo pal zara tham jata
    To acha tha ,
    Waqt thoda or mil jata
    To acha tha ,
    Bechaini jo mili h , aapko dekh kar us khoobsurat libaz me
    Ab lagta h , k agar tum na hi milte
    To acha tha.
    ©thought_alert

  • unalteredsoul 171w

    The First Meeting :-

    The first meeting has a different essence.
    Your sight sealed on me,
    Your smell made every particle of me excited and crazy,
    Your grin semiconsciously gazed by me,
    Your said words ringed in my ears repeatedly,
    That Moment, I had just wished you were mine.
    Only I had to do was offer you my hand.

    #Thoughts #Words #Heart #Flames #Love #Dil #Ishq #Pyaar #TheFirstMeeting #PehliMulaqaat
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    Pehli Mulaqaat

    Pehli mulaqaat ki baat hi kuch aur hai,
    Tumhare nazron ka muzpe thehar na,
    Tere khushbu se mera rom rom chahal janna,
    Teri muskurahat ko tadna,
    Teri lafzoan se nikle shabdon ko baar baar mann me doharana,
    Uss pal meri faryad bas ye thi ki tu mera hota,
    Bas ek haath badane ki deri thi.

    ©unalteredsoul