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Some love stories are better finite 1

Episode 1

Are all love stories ‘Forever’???

She was possibly the first person I had a crush on!!! I would always have my eyes at the door to see if she passes by. I would wait for that one lecture in the whole week where I could see her for 30 minutes straight. She was married and pregnant too but as if that would bother me. My love for her was true. So finally one fine week I decide to tell her about my true feelings!! Bell rings. Next was her lecture. I could feel my heartbeat in my kidney too. Gathering all the courage during the lecture I confidently stand, straighten my tie, and say “Maam”. The whole class is quite, everybody is looking at me and she turns and says ” Yes” to which I start murmuring,
“I…. I…… I….. waaan ted to say this frommm mmm a ummm very long time that that ” interrupting which she says “Speak Clearly Dear” . The bell rings. It was break time. Nothing so unusual about it There was noise all around . Closing books. Opening tiffins. She walked out. And my hopes crashed.

10 years later…..
Conducting a extra lecture for a student who missed it. During the lecture l heard a voice “Sir” ; I turned around and said “Yes” to which she responds ” I…. I…. I waanted umm umm to say..”
Bell rings. Her mother waiting across the door says “Speak Clearly Dear”

Some love stories are better “finite”

Some Love Stories Are Better Finite 3

Some Love Stories Are Better Finite


There were girls clicking selfies, couples romancing and boys watching T20 finals. The hotel had a great ambience.I looked at the clock there, it was 5:30 pm. Read through our chats. We were to meet at 5. She was late; much expected.
Waiting for my friend, I ordered for a Virgin Pina Colada. There were two glasses on the counter. While i picked one, there was another hand taking the other. Turning my head right, there was this strong tall man, looking dapper in his black suit, hair well set. His chiseled jawline and deep brown eyes had a swarm of butterflies in my stomach.

Undoubtedly I couldn’t stop thinking about him.
And the Heart-Mind debate started.

“He looks so charming with that he ordered a Virgin Pina Colada so possibly even he could be a teetotaller too.”

“How silly!! And desperate too”.

His visiting card accidentally fell through his pocket. I couldnt resist myself and slowly bending my neck back tried reading it. And he turned out to be a director in nation’s top IT company.

“Oh my god, is he real? Do such guys really exist?He looks good , is rich and a teetotaller what more could i ask for. Think how amazing will our babies be”.

“You better pump blood. Thinking is my job”

“Ohh Please, I have to talk to him, but how do i start??”

“Well you already are desperate and if you do anything such, you would start looking like one too. He is a guy and he is supposed to start the conversation”

“Come on, are u serious?”

“Very much. Till the time i have my ego with me,you can do nothing ”

“Ok wait, just imagine, imagine a small beachside house, surrounded by coconut trees, sound of waves touching the seashore. And After a tiring football match our kids and him come home for a glass of juice. After having their juice, kids run away. But he, he walks closer to me. Closer he comes. Closer , Closer. He puts his arms around my waist pulls me near. I look away. He held me tight in his arms. Turns my face towards him. Eyes locked. Our nose touched. I smiled. He slowly tilted his head right and we”

“Hiiii” I hear a voice.
It was my friend. She continued “i am so so so sorry. I am late. Anyways meet my husband.”

I smiled at them and my heart smiled at me and said “Some Love Stories Are Better Finite

Some love stories are better finite 2


Some Love Stories Are Better Finite

Episode 2

It was a usual messy morning!! Making breakfast , packing tiffins!!! Sipping his coffee and reading newspaper my husband said “this is ridiculous!! How could a man do this?? Is he not human???” Looking at the paper he continued, ” But i am glad, he got his punishment. ”
Listening to all this, I was completely puzzled. Narrating the incident given in newspaper he said how a man tried raping a mom and her daughter. But they managed to escape. And then the man was made to roam naked around the city and now is in jail!!

Jail….Morning schools were really like going to jail. From 8th standard we had morning schools. It was my 1st day of 8std and i almost managed to reach school before 2 mins the bell would ring!! In rush, while going upstairs, i dashed into a senior. He walked away. But His folded sleeves, messed up hair, tall height made me standing there lost for next 2 mins until the bell rang and my life became normal!! That day i was scolded a lot for being late but that day eveything seemed nice!! The whole year i tried talking to him but simply couldn’t and missed every chance!! Finally it was time for class 10th students farewell and probably my last chance to tell him about my feelings!! That evening Farewell got over!! I walked upto him!! He looked at me and i said ” Hi!! I think I love you”
He looked at his friends and all of them started laughing. My heart was broken and i went home crying.

Sipping my coffee, I peeped into the newspaper to see the picture of that man. I couldn’t control laughing. My husband asked, “What happened?”

I hugged him and said “Some love stories are better finite”