Finally founded
When I was in 12 grade of my high school, my classmates encourage me to write a story. Because my aim is to become a film director as well writer.
During my half yearly exam, I have an idea of making a story of a school boy literally as me who refused to go computer class and finally found my soulmate in that class.
I developed it with the names of mine, my friends and family. And the things happening in the story looks may or may not be real because of my characterisation of each character in the story was real ones and the only doubt the readers have, is anyone there like a girl who is as my soulmate.
Her name is Ayeshabanu. Those who read my story used to ask who is Ayeshabanu and where she is, whether she is our school or not. After the same question asked from many I said the I will break a suspense tomorrow.
At that day we all are in auditorium for a motivation. At that time, the guest we have named Marion Jagan, tells so many jokes and making fun of others before lunch after that he took a serious topic of life.
He said that a starting letter of life is l, l for love, those who are in love please rise your hands. Over thousand of students no-one is ready to rise their hands infront of staff is what I think and what my friend think.
But one girl rising her hand without any guilt or anxiousness. We thought she will going to loss her name and her parents are gone be feel sad for her.
And the guest gave her a Mike and asked her name. She replied she was Ayesha Banu. After her reply my friends starts murmuring that she was my lover and she gone be tell my name whether the guest asked her lover name to her.
What they murmur went true. The guest asked her who is your lover. I knew that the answer of that question wasn’t me but I wish it should be after the answer came from her.
She said , “I love my parents”. Her answer makes the auditorium as theatre. A claps and shouts as like a mass hero intro haven in theatre.
Then I realised I found the one.
