Hello dosto,
aaj main aapko apni zindagi ke pehle pyaar ke baare mein batane ja raha hoon.
Aap sab jaante ho—pehla pyaar kabhi bhulaya nahi jaata.
Ye kahani us ladki ki hai jise main 4th class se pasand karta tha.
Main class mein uske bilkul peeche baitha karta tha, par us waqt mujhe bilkul bhi sense nahi thi—na manners ki, na awareness ki.
Kabhi uske saamne khaansi, kabhi chheenk—
aur bina bole "sorry" bhi nahi kehta tha.
Shayad isi wajah se wo mujhe ugly samajhne lagi…
aur mujhe bilkul like nahi karti thi.
Par jo baat mujhe aaj bhi hairaan karti hai wo ye hai—
wo ladki poore school ki sabse khoobsurat ladki thi.
Har koi usse pasand karta tha…
aur main? bas peeche baith kar use dekhta reh jaata tha.
Time guzarta gaya…
saal badalte gaye…
aur 10th class tak pahunchte-pahunchte,
mujhe khud par bhi bharosa nahi ho raha tha ki
maine himmat karke use propose kar diya.
Lekin…
kya usne accept kiya?
ya fir mera pehla pyaar adhoora reh gaya?
👉 Ye main next part mein bataunga…
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IN ENGLISH
Hello friends,
Today I'm going to tell you about my first love.
You all know—first love is never forgotten.
This is the story of the girl I liked since 4th grade.
I used to sit right behind her in class, but at that time I had absolutely no sense—neither of manners nor of awareness.
Sometimes I would cough in front of her, sometimes sneeze—
and I wouldn't even say "sorry."
Perhaps that's why she started considering me ugly…
and didn't like me at all.
But what still surprises me today is this—
that girl was the most beautiful girl in the entire school.
Everyone liked her…
and me? I would just sit behind her and keep looking at her.
Time passed…
years changed…
and by the time we reached 10th grade,
I couldn't even believe myself that
I had mustered the courage to propose to her.
But…
did she accept?
Or did my first love remain incomplete?
👉 I will tell you this in the next part…
Next Story Coming Soon…