I was just the touch of adult hood and puberty has just hit and was in the blooms. I was in my intermediate of Science just going and coming back from the classes just as an ideal son to my middle class parent and a simple and sober guy as per the definition of that time. Not that strict parents but being brought up in a watched parenthood and the society norms.
Journey to the first year of the intermediate has been completed. Just running on a scheduled and a common normal routine, time changed , the weather changed and so was the normal routine going to be changed not as expected but not that inevitable too. I was in my second year of intermediated going to and back on my bike as a free spirit. Things changed. On a regular day from my boring class of Biology i was just glancing through the window i saw someone at the drinking table standing backing towards me having a glass water in her hand. Nothing that very special but good enough to catch my eyes. Pony tail back at her head glasses on her and mild talking that i could heard of nothing more. Somehow the boring class passed.
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The Secret Love!
Non-FictionBased on a true story set during a intermediate level study. Not very romantic but a romantic one sided love story never told or never unfolded.
