Starting of a Sweet Love Journey- College Love Story

Today in this post you can Find a Romantic and a Cute Love Story of College Boy and her Girlfriend. Love is Life. Love at all times finds an approach in every and all people’s life. Without love there is no life. All people fall in love in the course of time of their life, whether it might be love at first sight or possibly its friendship became love, or in some circumstances love after marriage. That is the way I fell in love with somebody and I might clearly recall the day after I first met her. How might anybody forget the most blissful day of their life? And so it goes like this…
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Love Journey- Short Love Story
It all started on my first day of College. All that sleepless nights of research and persistent hard work has lastly paid off and right here I'm on the entrance gate of the most sort-out College for a Bachelors Diploma in Commerce.

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It was a breathtaking experience; the campus was like an enormous park. The whole lot was clear and effectively maintained. There have been college students roaming throughout the place. Some have been seated on the garden and some have been seated on the doorway of the blocks. I requested for route and shortly situated my class. As an alternative to getting into the category, I made a decision to take a walk across the campus as it's too early for the class.

I used to be awestruck by the designing and engineering of every block as I handed by, suddenly I ended, and I felt like I by no means felt earlier than. There have been no phrases to explain it. She should have been an angel, such a mesmerizing beauty, with vibrant blue gown; she appeared like some princess who had simply got here out of my lovely goals. I stood there gazing her, unable to move a single muscle.

She was heading straight in direction of me after which she stopped suddenly and appeared actually fearful. I got here out of my shock and my senses began to take over. A bunch of men who have been standing a number of feet earlier than me has known as her. At first, she simply stood there fearful without knowing what to do after which when a brief man within the group yelled at her to return close to them she began approaching them – with a really fearful face. I actually acquired pissed off, I felt like kicking the hell out of that quick man. However, I used to be a primary year scholar; I might most likely be ragged and humiliated if I ever tried to voice against them. I do know that they might rag her and make her do some silly stuff and I might not let that occur. I would favor dying fighting them, relatively than see her obeying their silly orders. I made up my thoughts.

I pulled my sleeves up, messed my hair, and went as much as them. She was already standing close to them, ready for them to query her. I yelled “Hey you, Ms. Blue top” I quickly went up to her and dumped my books in her palms. “I would like you to take them to third-year class and place them in the final bench” I grabbed the ID which was hanging around her neck, it stated “Abhilipsha, 1st year”. My happiness knew no bounds, I'm going to be in the same class as she and we might be sharing the same class for 2.5 years. I shortly managed my feelings and in a high voice stated “Not even a single tear. If I discover any book missing or any marks on them, you're going to be in big bother; you got that” I stated.

Her face grew to become unhappy and it appeared if I keep up my yelling for few extra minutes she’s gonna begin crying.

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I yelled once more” You bought that?” She shook her head frivolously and went away. I glanced on the guys standing moreover me; all of them have been looking at me as if I've snatched a fish out of their palms. I gave them a grimy look and went on my normal walk.I located the third year. Nothing was there except for my books which have been lying on the again finish of the category. I grabbed my books and shortly strode in direction of to my class which was 1st year. The professor was already within the class. “Damn I'm late, I murmured to myself”

“Arriving late for first-class itself?” the professor said.

“Sorry sir, I used to be held up by some seniors close to the canteen” I replied.

“No excuses next time, take your seat now” the instructor ordered.

As I entered the category I noticed Abhilipsha seated on the primary bench on the left, she was looking at me in disbelief. A bit smile crept in my face and I went and seated on the fourth bench on the right.

The courses have been interesting; all the colleges have been actually good of their respective field of research. They defined the themes with nice depth. I loved every bit of data and data that I used to be getting in.

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Around 3.30 P.M the lecture for the day ended and all people began to depart. I shortly grabbed my book and got here out of the category. Abhilipsha was walking fast, not eager to encounter anybody. I yelled her name, she didn't flip and I fast went up to her and stood in her path.

“Look, I do know you're mad at me, but I did that to get you out of there. I by no means meant to harm your feeling, but I had to try this, in any other case they might not have believed that I'm senior and we each would have been humiliated” I stated.

“You would have informed that to me usually, why you needed to yell at me again then.” She replied.

She appeared like she goes to interrupt down. Oh! Boy. She is an intensely emotional one.

“Okay, Okay. I'm sorry, I gained it do it once more. You may punish me if you'd like. I actually imply it.” I stated.

“It's okay, I've never been yelled at, not even by my very own dad and mom. So it was hard for me, In any case, it's okay, let it go” She replied.

“My name is Rahul, I’m from Xavier’s school, Roopsha” I prolonged my arm.

“Abhilipsha, Neheru highschool, Roopsha” and we shook our arms.

And that was the start of our sweet journey. we Spend time Eachother, Spend Our Night on Whatsapp, Fb, We Both travel Many places by holding our Hands Eachother then live happily till now.

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