
It all started with him when he joined college. It was exactly 14th day of the college, ragging was on peak and they were having lunch. Right, there she was, having lunch sitting just opposite to him, laughing like there is no tomorrow. It was then he decided that she is the one and then started a tale.
He approached her for notes and they started talking. To his luck she got her roll number changed and now it was just next to him. The days were very awesome. They both used to roam around with friends and were having the time of their life. There were fights but there was an unsaid relationship which was budding between them. Both didn’t want to commit but wanted to live in it.
The first year went by and then they had to depart just being from different departments. He was not ready to let go and hence did everything he could to get his department changed and finally he had his way and they again got together in the same class.
He said her that he liked her but didn’t get a response for a long time. He was struggling, confused that what is happening around him, but he didn’t want to let it go and hence he just stuck around in the hope that one day everything will become all right.
They would still fight every day and make sure that they patch-up as well. But this was making it more troublesome for him. He was falling for her day by day and the college was coming to an end.
They in a way were together but were not together. He never knew what’s going on in her mind. The college ended and they had to part ways. But it was just destiny and coincidence that they ended up in the same city.
There was still some story left. But now they were doing different things and were busy in their own schedule not able to give much time to each other. Their misunderstanding grew and both were not ready to listen to another side of the story.
Both had the same story but with a different ending.
He pushed me away…!!
She didn’t make me stay…!!
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