Chapter 1
It’s 12 P.M now, only 50 mins for my flight time, but now I only want to see you. I hope you come to me. Now the autumn is slowly going and my waiting also. The hard winter is coming and lots of worries come to my mind. In these years I tried to figure out what type of feelings I have for you. Friends or lovers or someone I don’t want to forget, I these years you have become a special chapter in my life. I know you will never know about it but I must tell you that I only looking forward you. In these year may be I am only a friend who has special position for you but for me you are the one for whom my heart is beating. I did a great job in hiding my feeling but now I am feeling sad I have done it earlier. In these years I want to tell everything I feel for you but I can’t. Now I have some time to tell my story to everyone.
My admiration for you starts the day when you come to our high school, as a transferred student. The most handsome, good looking boy ever in our class. Boys and girls both are envy of your beauty. Some girls always follow you like a bias but you are a kind hearted guy always fall on the trap. The day I met you I remember how I can forget that day. You are in the principle office and told me to take you to the class. He scolded you for coming late! That day I laugh so much on you and you said: “don’t you dare to laugh at Me.” that moment my eyes meet with you. I am kind of shy. As all knows you are the dumb headed guy, so lazy to study. Sometimes you sleep in the classroom and during exam you act like a straight –a student. Always copy notes from me, and sits with me. I always admire how you look when you sleep .you look like a baby angel with you bread cheeks. You remember one day I told you read because of the annual exam and you just ignore and sleep. And I draw a lot of pictures in your face. That day we quite like Tom and Jerry. Our friendship is like a relation made in heaven never ending. You always make me laugh when I am depressed. You always give me your shoulder when I am tired of being strong.
Everything was quite nice until the day Dia came to our class. She was pretty, rich and so beautiful girl in our entire school. Dia started making a lot of follower circle around her. And you are also like them. Having a pretty girlfriend is cooler than having a knowledgeable friend. It’s your birthday when I prepared your gift for you. I saw you crazily waiting for your girlfriend’s gift. That day I want to tell my feelings but I stopped. I always want you to be happy. I don’t care if that place is mine or not. Now also I want to happy. Even if I am be with you or someone else. That day as a friend you come to me and as a friend I don’t want to feel you down by telling own feelings. So I remain silenced. You buy a cake and we celebrate your birthday. I don’t know how you have feeling towards me. But my feelings never change towards you.
It was our last year in the school, and the first day of the session you came to me with poker face. I asked,’ why are you having that face?’ and you started crying like a baby as you had break up with Dia. I felt so bad for my friend but I keep thanking God. Because Dia is player and she only play with him. It’s going normal in our last day of high school. We became good friend. And you awarded as best runner. We study together, we fun together and everything goes fine with us ………
