First part of my first love story -
This is a story about my first love, a story were both the lovers were very different.
He was 38 and l was 12 years old.
He was 6.2 feet and I was 4.5 feet tall.
I did not even reach his shoulder, yet he used to pick me up and get a kiss on his left cheek.
If we talk about choices his morning would be incomplete without tea just and mine wouldn't start without apple juice.
But love is that kind of thing were having differences doesn't make a difference to us.
Because this heart as you all know is "Dil Beparwaah hai" (heart is inattentive).
And when this special person is your father. Who has been through all the ups and downs in your life and fullfilled all of his duities.
You get a hollywood style perfect lovestory. So this was during 2014, unlike today youngster, our relationship was 12 years strong.
It was my 12th birthday, like every other birthday, Dad and I were sitting on our terrace stargazing.
Not too cold or hot, gentle and an open sky. It was a perfect setup for a date.
And our peace was disturbed by my moms voice. "Where are you, come down asap, its almost 12 '0' clock " she said.
If god could grant me one wish in that very moment, it would be for time to pause and l could spend the whole night with my father below the stars.
But l kept a 200 kg stone on my heart, thinking that I will have this day next year too, I went down after my father.
So what do you all think would have happen next in my life.
If you like this small story of my life than keep reading. l will update next part soon . Till then be safe and happy.
You can also check on my novel TOGETHER FOREVER - Love is reborn. lf you like then like this story.
Byy
