[Hindi_Jokes] A Diary from a Guy...........................
Romance Story
A Diary From A Guy
*January 2*
Do you still remember the first time we met? It was the first day in school.
I was hurriedly entering the school gate when I bumped into you as you
stepped out of a luxurious Volvo. The books you were holding fell all over
the ground. I quickly picked up the books and returned them to you along with
words of apology, but all you showed me was your intimidating look. My first
impression of you was thatyou were a wilful girl born with a golden sthingy
in the mouth. I had rejected you completely and had hoped not to meet you
again, but surprisingly you turned out to be my classmate.
*March 22*
I started to know more about you as days passed and my opinion of you changed
for the better on each passing day. I realised that you were from a wealthy
family but definitely not a wilful girl. You were nice and friendly. You got
angry that day we first met because I had left a footprint marking on the
poetry collection you loved dearly. We met often during lunch break and I
found something in you that was different from the rest of the girls - your
passion for Chinese poetry. Often you would mumble something to yourself.
Initially, I thought that you were humming a pop song but
later I realised that you had been reciting Chinese poems from great poets.
You were so knowledgeable that you knew every poet and which poems they
composed. I was very impressed indeed.
*April 5*
I met you again in the study area. That day you were reading the Chinese
classics "Romance of the 3 kingdom". Your ability to appreciate Chinese
classics left me with admiration. You were indeed unique in many ways.
*May 5*
From then on, we would often meet in the study area to discuss about the good
and bad things of the character in these Chinese classics. Do you still
remember the time when we a! lmost br oke off because we could not agree on
whether Jia BaoYu hurt Lin Dai Yu? Our argument was so fierce that we never
talked for that week. But when Friday came, we still met in the study area
and laughed over the incident. After which, another argument started.
*Aug 7*
I could not deny it. It was a feeling I could not identify accurately.
Wenever you laughed over a joke with other guys, that emotion filled my
senses. It took me a while before identified it. I was in love; the feeling
was jealousy. I felt the need to express it. But, I was afraid...that you
would dismiss my feeling, that you and I would be stuck in an embarrassing
situation, that our long nurtured friendship would crumble...therefore
kept quiet.
*Oct 1*
The news came as a shock to me. I was so worried when I learnt that you had
fainted in the canteen. I was struggling to keep my worried face in control
as I looked at the ambulance that carried you away.
*Oct 2*
It was drizzling that day. Our form teacher sadly announced that you had got
cancer. As she finished her last sentence, outside the classroom, it seemed
to me that the drizzle had turned into a downpour. I could only hear the
sound of the rain, nothing more. I rushed to NUH ICU to see you immediately
after lesson. Your face was whitish in colour, showing no trace of red. I
learnt that you had just undergone an operation. The life-support system was
just beside you with tubes piercing mercilessly into your left wrist. "I am
all right, it is just a serious case of anemia. Believe me, my parents told
me that". you said convincingly. I knew fully well what you were thinking,
you did not want me to be worried. "Are you comforting yourself or comforting
the fears and hopelessness that was written all over my face?", I thought to
myself. I was not strong enough to disagree with you and I nodded my head
with a forced smile. You responded with a smile too-with gre! at effor t.
*Oct 5*
It was a ordinary day but to me, it was an important day. I felt an impulse
to express my love. I walked over to the side of your bed, holding your hand.
I told you the story of how an ordinary guy fell in love with a girl who
likes poetry and Chinese classics. As I told my story, my eyes started to
flood with water, and uncontrollably my voice started to choke, and finally I
broke into tear But you held my head against your body and with watery eyes,
said: "I understand such a love, so did the girl." I returned my eyes to her
and at that moment, her tears dropped, and for the first time, I saw some
redness on her lips.
*Oct 26*
It was the last day of examination and I rushed to NUH to continue my story.
When I reached there, I only saw the nurse arranging the bed you once slept
on. When I asked about you, the nurse told me expressionlessly that you had
passed away. It was a bolt from the blue for me. I stood motionless for a
long time. I hated myself for spending the last few days preparing for the
last examination paper. I hated myself for not staying longer the last time I
visited you. I hated myself so much...but you were gone...... I can't
remember how I got home that day. When I woke up, I was already in my room.
The pillow I slept on was wet. The next day, I went for the funeral. I heard
from your father that on the day you passed away, you were still reading the
Poetry collection I gave you as a gift for your birthday. Standing in front
of Your portrait, I had no tears, they were used up on the day of your death.
All I knew was sadness, my heart was like shattered into pieces and died.
*Jan 2*
A new girl has taken over your seat. She does not like poetry, but she likes
to hum pop songs. When I asked her if she knows Jia Bao Yu, she replied:
"What talking you." Yes, you were gone. But to me, the seat is still
unoccupied, and maybe no one will ever occupy it......
~~~~~~~~~~~~
This is a true story that happened 10 years ago!!!! Now then Can fully
understand what the author means by "A PERSON WILL KNOW WHAT IS PAIN ONLY
WHEN HE HAS BEEN THROUGH IT...." To cut the whole story short...jus wanna
tell u pple that.....
IF U TRULY LOVE THAT SOMEONE... JUS GO RIGHT UP TO HIM OR HER OR GIVE A PHONE
CALL RIGHT NOW TO SAY "I lUV U " AND EXPRESS YOUR FEELINGS FOR THAT PERSON B4
IT'S TOO LATE!!!!!
A Guy would rather shed blood than shed tears but that's because he has yet
experience sadness. The moral of the story is to treasure your love ones coz
they might not be always around. Share this story to those you cherish most
and let them feel their "presence" are important as they are part of our
lives too!!
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