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The month must have been just like November-December.  The sky was clear and light sunshine had come out.  We were enjoying the sun with our friends sitting in the college premises, today we were throwing things here and there, when my attention was fixed near the main gate of the college.

 Light blue sweater, yellow salwar suit and turning her silky hair was coming forward.

 Light sunlight falling on his face and the red dot of his lilar was in amazing bloom.  When she came near me, my eyes were wide open.

 Hey!  This is Nisha

 His name suddenly came out of my mouth.  I had proposed to Nisha many times but still had not received any reply from her.  She was never denied or never agreed.

 She just avoided smiling.  This was the reason why my friend used to tell me that Nisha also loves you, only then she does not deny you.

 Today I was determined to see him so adorned that I will remain with him today.

 

Now we had gone to class but as soon as I got a chance at break, I asked him "Nisha! I want to ask you one thing"

 "Ask" Nisha somewhere.

 I was speaking while suppressing my voices, he said while cutting my words, "Okay! Today you will not say anything, I will speak"

 After listening to this, add my heartbeat and started beating loudly.  Lightning struck the entire body.  But whatever he heard, I was not happy with my voice.  Today was the happiest moment of my life, the one I had been waiting for years, was heard today.

 He had confessed my love and in a few days we both hugged each other.  For the first time, a rose of love was blooming on barren land for centuries.  All directions had fallen in this color of love.

 Now we had become famous in the whole college like Laila Majnu, all our friends started calling her as sister-in-law.  After this, we both had fun together many times, sometimes in this park or sometimes in that park. When we used to take him on his bike and take him out on the streets of Patna, then the eyes of all the people kept on us.  But there was a time when our college was coming to an end.  Both of us were being afraid of being separated, we had different ideas in mind.

 Sometimes when we both got married, sometimes we used to be afraid of our family's decision.

 When our college was over, we both came back to our respective cities, but her memories made it difficult to live here.

 I did not feel like doing anything for many days, just used to think about it and sometimes looked at his pictures in sadness.

 I was the eldest of my siblings, due to which responsibilities are formed after studies that I should work as soon as possible.