THE LAST LOVE LETTER(4th part)
Dear readers, here is 4th part of the novel series THE LAST LOVE LETTER. Sorry for the delay. Hope you will enjoy this part also. Read it fast as next part is waiting for you.
THE LAST LOVE LETTER(4th part)
I don't know why I got upset after that incident. I put my head down and after
some time my bus also drove me away from the rubbish place. That day I
didn't eat properly and even my eyes were refusing to shut down. I was upset
having no reason. I thought again and again and tried to find the reason for my
upset mind, that day I came to know about a universal truth, "Any precious thing
is priceless until there is recognizer of the same.
Same thing
was there, Heena was just a friend for me before the incident but
this incident grew feelings for her inside my heart. And this feeling is known
as love. Ye, this was love only.
Beta jaldi utho, school nhi jana kya? I heard the voice of my mother. 'Mom, I am not going today'. But why? is it off day today?...
No reply from me.
OK, if you don't wanna go then its fine but atleast leave the bed, its already 6:30.
Hearing 6:30 I jumped from the bed as someone has put thorns in my bed. Ye, for me 6:30 was like thorns scattered on bed as this was the time to walk an army officer inside my house and he was my father. "A disciplined man, abide by the system, always on time, even clocks confirms time from him when they gets confused".
My father used to wake up at sharp 4:30 in the morning, would go to the P.T ground by 5 O'clock and come back by 6:30, If he find you sleeping then it is like biggest crime you commit; being an army officer he would not forgive you.
My father asked the reason of my leave from the school when I came out of washroom and I gave excuse of headache which I discovered just a minute before inside the washroom. Like a doctor, he prescribed me to wake up early and do yoga. As usual I listened him like a statue and after he finished I went for bath.
"The whole day I waited for evening as in evening there used to my cricket coaching class and most important, Heena's home was there in the way to Gandhibag Stadium."
Aakash, I heard a known high pitch voice...to be continued
No reply from me.
OK, if you don't wanna go then its fine but atleast leave the bed, its already 6:30.
Hearing 6:30 I jumped from the bed as someone has put thorns in my bed. Ye, for me 6:30 was like thorns scattered on bed as this was the time to walk an army officer inside my house and he was my father. "A disciplined man, abide by the system, always on time, even clocks confirms time from him when they gets confused".
My father used to wake up at sharp 4:30 in the morning, would go to the P.T ground by 5 O'clock and come back by 6:30, If he find you sleeping then it is like biggest crime you commit; being an army officer he would not forgive you.
My father asked the reason of my leave from the school when I came out of washroom and I gave excuse of headache which I discovered just a minute before inside the washroom. Like a doctor, he prescribed me to wake up early and do yoga. As usual I listened him like a statue and after he finished I went for bath.
"The whole day I waited for evening as in evening there used to my cricket coaching class and most important, Heena's home was there in the way to Gandhibag Stadium."
Aakash, I heard a known high pitch voice...to be continued
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