Love gained by tearing down the walls of language

Love gained by tearing down the walls of language

I am an IT professional and I come from Maharashtra. The matter is 20 years old. I was working for a big company in Gwalior. In those days a girl came from Punjab in the same company. The habit of putting my words in front of others without any hesitation and in full self-respect continues to draw my mind towards him. I like Punjabi very much in the tone of his words. Often times when I was at home alone, I would try to say those common Punjabi dialects and words. But as soon as I came in front of xx I could not say anything. Every time I speak in my heart, but when I say hi I will be back. XX used to talk to me frankly. The friendship between us gradually began to grow and seeing the opportunity, I told xx my thoughts.

We dare to inform our family members. xx's mother was very nervous about being from Maharashtra. Although other family members gradually agreed, there was a lot of fear in my mother's mind about the separation of our culture. On the other hand, my family did not approve at first but later agreed. xx and persuaded his mother.

I'm still waiting for it

I will give my name xx. It's about the day I read in seventh grade. It was the first day of January when I first saw him and just stared. His name was A. I don't know what happened to me, I just stared at it. The next day I saw her in my class, and for the first time I was so happy that no one was more fortunate than me. I just fell in love with her in seventh grade. I was only 13 years old but I was starting to like him a lot. Maybe he knew but I didn't tell him anything. I was afraid she would stop talking to me if I proposed to her, for fear that I had never proposed to her. Then one day he invited me to his birthday and I was very happy that day. While I was on my way home, I had an accident on the road and was seriously injured, but I went to his house without paying attention, and he was very happy with me. But when I told her I had an accident on the road, she scolded me a lot. When she cuts her birthday cake, her friends give her a very cute gift. Finally, I gave her a gift and the gift was a ring. keep. The next day when he came to school I saw my ring on his hand. But I never suggested it. He moved to Bangalore in 2008. I loved no one but him. Then he came to Delhi in 2010 and I went to his house to meet him. The first time he held my hand. Imagine for a second that you turned into a karmic-driven earl realm. I know she loves me but she hasn't said anything yet. It's been 6 years and I'm still waiting for him. I still love him very much. I just want my story to be printed and delivered to him. I will never forget his grace and I want to get my love this Valentine's Day.

I lost my love...

Seems to be aa in my long distance relationship. I live in Delhi and he lives in UP. When I visited his house five years ago, he introduced me in a completely different and very loving way. Sometimes he would bring me something to eat and sometimes I would go where I was sitting. Then I was a second year B.Sc. student. He talked to me all day long, sometimes about something and sometimes about something. She looked at me long after dinner and I was her. I thought he wanted to tell me something.

Then when it was too late, he called me. I was a little nervous, it was night so almost everyone was asleep. I went to her again, sat me next to her and said you know how much I've been waiting for you, you can't imagine how happy I am today. After much talking he told me that someone told me that I would get married in Delhi. I also said what could be better than this. The next day my uncle and I went for a walk somewhere and I didn't know how I spent the whole day. Then I had to come to Delhi, he did his best to stop me. I couldn't stop even if I wanted to, my older brother was also with me and I moved to Delhi.

But my heart keeps thinking about him all the time. Likewise 3-4 months passed. Four or five months later he came to Delhi with a relative. When the girl came to our house I asked her how are you, how did you come? "You forgot about me when you got there," said the girl. He said: I came here because you are the only one. You don't know what happened to me after you came. I knew she loved me, but I wanted her to say it again. I wrote on the page Do you love me? Then he gave it to him, gave it back after a while and then wrote yes.

Our love continues even after that. I also went to UP and his mom loved me. I thought I didn't have to say anything and that we were getting married, but it was only in July 2008 when I heard that her relationship with her cousin was going well. I felt like someone was holding my breath, and I just went and asked Aa. Yes, he said, it is true that my mother will establish my relationship there. Tears came to my eyes, and I asked, Are you happy with this relationship? Aa said I'm unhappy, I told her so much about the benefits of a no-happiness relationship. You also said you support me, I'm talking to your mother. All I have to say is that you love me too, but he didn't support me here. He didn't say I can't do this, how can I say that in front of everyone. I don't have the guts.

Only here I lost, I lost my love for myself. Just say come, be happy, call me if you need any time in life, you will see that xx is waiting for you, even then we can see the one we love, be happy anyway. We have to bear a lot of grief. Then I left. I came to say all this, but I only know what I know. He got engaged only on January 15, 2009. The boy I got engaged to works as a carpenter in Dubai. He is richer than his family. Maybe her mother avoided me thinking about this. I don't have any complaints. Whatever he does, he must have done a good job, because parents do good to their children.

But now I miss him so much. Every day when I go into the office and see the first scanned picture of him, I get lost in my memory. I don't know, I don't know how this life would go without him. I love him so much.