Ep:1

The starry night sky alway hides many love stories inside it. Many love stories that can be started between strangers or friends or best friends or husband and wife or even the most interesting which is enemies.

Love is the feelings that doesn’t differentiate between gender or age or any relation. Its just starts with beautiful beating sounds of our hearts while just imagining that person. Obsession is also a special feeling of love where it becomes very difficult to control the feelings not knowing where it leads to.......

“Find what you love

And let it kill you ”

(Bukowski)

A cold night

Looking at the sky half covered with dark clouds of rain and half with dark black space full covered with the starry stars but their is some brightness coming from those dark clouds which is from the moon that is whole covered with clouds.

While I am here thinking when the rain will able to meet with me but today I guess I don’t have that opportunity to hide my emotion with rain.

Leaning against the wall in the dark corner near shop gradually all the memories which is hidden deep inside my heart as they were carved beautifully where flashing inside my mind slowly while looking at the sky....Agghh...this feeling is never ending actually its even more nowadays as it can be I am really free thinking about my past two years again and again sigh.......

Suddenly a bike stopped. It was pulsar 220. A guy ran towards me while I looking up at the sky thinking how hard light is trying to escape from those clouds covering it fully not allowing it would it able to escape, slowly closing my eyes as I was tired at looking and thinking but a hand right beside me was pushed to the wall. Thinking who is such a brave person to do this publicly, I looked little down my eyes meet with cold black eyes where I could always find warm and reason to smile at past.

My unrequited love of past two years whom I trying hard to forget Lucus Stafford. Ep:1

The starry night sky alway hides many love stories inside it. Many love stories that can be started between strangers or friends or best friends or husband and wife or even the most interesting which is enemies.

Love is the feelings that doesn’t differentiate between gender or age or any relation. Its just start with beautiful beating sounds of our heart while just imagining that person. Obsession is also a special feeling of love where it becomes very difficult to control the feeling not knowing where it leads to.......

Find what you love

And let it kill you

(Bukowski)

A cold night

Looking at the sky half covered with dark clouds of rain and half with dark black space full covered with the starry stars but their is some brightness coming from those dark clouds which is from the moon that is whole covered with clouds.

While I am here thinking when the rain will able to meet with me but today I guess I don’t that opportunity to hide my emotion with rain.

Leaning against the wall gradually all the memories which is hidden deep inside my heart as it was carved beautifully where flashing inside my mind slowly while looking at the sky....Agghh...this feeling is never ending actually its even more nowadays can be I am really free thinking about my past two years again and again sigh.......

Suddenly a bike stopped. It was pulsar 220. A guy ran towards me while I looking up at the sky thing how hard light is trying to escape from those clouds would it able to slowly closing my eyes as I was tired at looking and thinking but a hand right beside me was pushed to the wall. Thinking who is such a brave person to do this publicly I looked down my eyes meet with cold black eyes where I could always find warm and reason to smile at past.

My unrequited love of past two years whom I was trying hard to forget Lucus Stafford.

A tall man with the broad shoulders and slightly thin body with the face full of cuteness but right now a puzzled face with fine jaw line and little round face and eyes stand in front me. I have no idea when this guy in front me has grown this tall, taller than me. Suddenly a warm water starts to touch my cheeks god why now are my tears falling down without my consent......This is me a pathetic me obsessed with this guy standing in front me.

I know he has many questions to shot at me. It’s clearly written on his face but here I am trying is to escape from these questions and with all my last remaining self respect, I turned and start to leave while suddenly he pushed another hand in front me this action somehow make my cheeks go red and a husky and small voice ring around my ear “Why???”,he asked. This action cause my ear turned red, his voice and his breathe could be heard. Suddenly a cold finger touched my cheeks where tears were falling down.

Katherin,babe is meat ready?

Huh..hah...yes mommy I guess so.I said in small voice then I looked in front slowly the whole figure of Lucus is mixing with the air as like soul fading away while I am watching standing here raising my one hand only to capture the last remaining figure like capturing my last remaining hope which is slowly taken away by the wind. Only complete silence and darkness remains.I hear the gust of wind laughing around my ear and saying that was not reality only your imagination a dream created by you with eyes open but

But the warm sensation of tears are true but that cold hand was false.

This is all my imagination a result due to my

Obsession......

Ep:2

Actually truth to be told I always find myself a pathetic loser.

My past self and now has no difference.I am always some side character or a supporting or a cannon folder like in manhuwa

or manga.

Many of my memories of past are unclear some of his memories are also unclear but its not to the point that I don’t remember his shining face and smile of the first day when I saw him.

two things i’ll

i will forever be sure of

the sun will always

fall for moon,&

i will always fall for you

-r.m.broderick

This is also a story, a untold story of pathetic me that was falling for him.The childish side of him which makes my day complete.

It was the year when I turned 11 and I am in class 6.My school is simple boarding school established by former army which is only school which taught us in English medium and I am topper here.I amnot that type nerd girl but If any person becomes too close or becomes my besty then they will last for only 1 year for only during that class of year like that my past besty of school went to study in other school

but Its, A new day and new face in new class the beginning of summer, the beginning of new stage of my life, and new student a small cute boy.

I really won’t care about other unless they affect my position that is topper of class that have only have 14 students anyway after class 3,the position of class topper always belongs to me which is the only way that happen to makes my baba\\(dad\\) and momy happy.

I amnot that Nerdy girl but only way that my parents pay attention is if I get first position.The proud smile that they gets on every annual day is my gift but I always wish if only baba come to receive award but he can’t make it so he will alway bring my favorite ice cream every time or cake anyway I feel great to be his only choro(son a nickname type to call her since they don’t have any son)but I really feel attention lacking from mommy how hard I try but her favorite daughter will alway be my sister Elena.

When I was 3.She was borned. And due to which my mommy becomes busy while taking care of my younger so I have to behave mature and good choro for them.From my childhood I have no idea about playing with children and I wasn’t also good in study.As we grow up mommy took better care of her, she will always teach her makes her write maybe due to which her handwriting was better than me.Slowly we grow up where I grow up as introvert and she friendly. She was also only my friend with whom I will tag along to play but slowly I started to feel these things hard like skipping.Maybe due to my weak bone and my extraordinary height then I began to be indoor more. And due to which slowly I started to like my homework, solve my Math problems and its started to feel good when people started praising how smart she is, how Perfect is your daughter, how good is she telling my mommy how lucky is she to get me.

It satisfies me and I started to act perfect and good children and when I started to become good at study, I forget social life and friends.