Love 

It is a matter of those days when I was a student of my class 10 and was preparing to go on my cycle to give the paper in the morning, then he passed by me well and kept looking at him and then again he also came back from me.  While coming to spend time, the corner of her veil came stuck in the chain of my cycle, I took it out and got her eyes towards me for the first time, she was looking at me ain she was ignoring me, then whenever she came in front of me  My mother-in-law would stop, I wanted to see her every day but could not see that her house was inside the street she did not even come to anyone's place, I thought let's pass the exam first, then I will see that the exam is passed.  I thought of meeting her, she had already done singing, then I waited for her from my terrace for many days, why my roof was the only medium through which she could see her bosom and she used to come sometimes like I spent many days with one of her neighbors asked brother, where has he gone, he told me that he had gone to uncle's place to drink, he had two younger brothers with him, but as time passed  She appeared to me after three months, she had a slight gesture towards me that how are you, slowly her inclination also started moving towards me and my inclination was already towards her, I used to spend more time on my terrace every day. 

Looking at him, he went on passing, he would never show me, slowly he started to understand my words, but could not say anything, one day he threw a paper from the roof for me and I put that paper on the roof.  He jumped from above and ran and picked up that paper as if the treasure had been in his hand, he was expressing love with many conditions, that too in a siren style at first he was only understanding poetry, but it was the style of expression poetry I narrated all the secrets of her heart went to make love game, she wanted to love on terms, I accepted that too I accepted these things in my heart then I finished my work every day for her.  At the given time, at the right time, I used to look at him from the terrace every day and if I had gone somewhere in my heart, I would have kept remembering him at that time.  Except no one else was visible, tried a lot to meet him but could not find it, the time was bad that there was some time even after thousands of attempts, I could not find him he was in front of me  It has become a bit light going very soon, we have gone to understand each other from a distance, even after 8 years we could not meet, we can call luck a compulsion, did not want to hurt each other in any way