hello frnds mera naam aapko shayd pta he hoga …khair agar pata nhi toh koi baat nhi mera naam umar hai mai kashmir se hu …aap ko mai apni dil ki baat bata raha hu …mai 12th mai padd raha tha coaching k lye jaa raha tha …mai us ladki ko pehle se he jaanta tha…but kabi baat nhi ki thi ….baat nhi ki thi toh obviously kuch feelings bhi nhi thi ….tabi jaise aal logo ko toh pta hoga ki kashmir mai winter season mai kitni sardi hoti hai …toh sardi bhut thi …mera jo bus stop tha us k baad ka tha…mtlb pehle uska stop aata tha phir mera ….toh woh bus mai chadi …maine bhi bus ko haath mara woh ruki maine jb door se andhar jaane ki koshish ki toh woh door pe he thi us ne kaha umar yaha pe jagah nhi hai aap peeche jawo ….jo ki sardi bhut thi muje peeche bhut sardi lagi …atlast hum town mai phunche dono gaadi se utrey …usne doosri time mujhse baat ki kaha umar sardi lagi na..hmmmm….maine kaha haan …aur chalne laga ….jb mai apne coaching centre mai phuncha toh woh bhi wohi padd rahi thi …abi bhi kuch feelings nhi thi …class end howa toh usne kaha umar ruko mai bhi tumhare saath aarahi hu…mai ruk gaya ..aur dono chalne lage …2 4 din guzrey aise he …ab jaki mere dil ko us ki yaad aane lagi ….dono best frnd ban gaye …bhut sarri batien share karte the ….ek din hum sirf doh gaadi mai the aur koi nhi tha …toh usne poocha umar pta hai …maine kaha kya ….usne kaha maine na shakal se bhut gussey wali lagti hu haina ….maine bola haan bhut zyada…sach mai woh lagti thi bhuuut gussey wali .. but cute bhi kuch kam nhi thi …toh maine bola haan lagti ho…par kyu …us ne jawab diya ..pta hai mai chehre se gussey wali lagti hu par jb koi ladka muje propose karta haina …toh mai itna darr jati hu ki kuch mat bolo….maine kaha acha …mai toh buddhu tha na….muje us ke isshrey samj nhi aagaye the ….doosre din us ne muje kaha umar apni notebook doh na zara kuch mistakes howi hai...

….copy karo gi …maine di ….toh usne dekha aur kaha tumhari hand writing ..ek dam jakas hai …maine thodi himmat kar k bola yeh toh tumhari eyes itne cute hai ki tume har koi cheez jakas lag raha hai ….last day tha coaching ka….maine sooncha ki usko aaj propose karuga…lakin frndship toot jaye gi ye soonch kar nhi kiya …..phir 3 momths k baad mai apne frnd ko approach kiya aur kaha usko mera propose karo…pagal mera frnd usne ek unknown girl ko kaha ki is ko umar ka propose karo ….woh ladki toh waise nhi thi na …us ne kaha muje us se yeh ummed nhi thi …usne directly reject kiya …mai deep love mai tha …..kuch samj nhi ayaa…kya karna hai kya nhi ….waqt guzarta gaya …mai bhi propse pe propse kar raha tha ….phr aaya time result ka …toh Shukur Allah ka ki maine us se 102 marks zaida liye …..apne aap pe proud howa ….phr college saath he jana tha …i was so xcited ….one day i was on my way to collg ….woh mere peeche thi …uski frnd ne muje kaha ki umar aap ke bag ki zip open hai jb ki wo bandh thi …toh meri wali ne kaha kyu mazak kar rahi ho iska …maine jaldi point pakda aur kaha …mazak toh sb ne kiya tumhari kya galti hai sister ….tumne bhi kiya …phr 1 saal baad …mai collg mai cricket khel raha tha ….woh dekh rahi thi …tbi kuch gadh badh howi aur fight start ho gayi …..muje mere frnd aur kuch collg ke boys the apas mai fight howi …tbi opper se sir ne aawaz di kya howa chaloo mai tum sb ko principal ka pass le jawo ga …..darr ki wajah se maine jldi bag uthaya ….us mai se meri ek note book gir gayi jo meri jaan ne uthayi …us pe joh likha tha …..us ki wajah se meri jaan aaj meri gf nhi balki wafi ban gayi hai ….thanks to the notebook …jis ne muje nayi zindagi di …..