A True Love Story Beyond Success (सफलता से परे एक सच्ची प्रेम कहानी)

A golden love story, asking for proof of its truth is also a crime

A heart was there. It was delicate enough to be unaware of all the love in the world. You could call it innocent. The naughty little thing was as small as a rosebud, and seemed to be trying hard to grow. She was like an unreachable mirror, even with a diamond carved. She wanted to live her life fully by forming herself according to this upbringing. She was proud, she walked, she swayed, and she hid herself in the shadows. What was it in her eyes? I'm not sure what the magic in her youth was. It seems that if someone passes that beautiful and intoxicated heart, many would have their breaths stop. It was a work of art that God did, and I didn't have anything to do with it. It's hard to tell if that beautiful girl is God's mistake, or a work of art. He must have wept a great deal after bringing her into this world. It made me happy to know that the woman had trusted the heart's gift with a person as humble as myself. It is said that with greater responsibility comes more pain. However, I felt happy. This pain brought a new kind of comfort. As if the rain had finally fallen on an arid land. Its strong winds would cool the land to the core. First love: No .......... It would have been impossible for me to express her simplicity in just a few words. God has indeed blessed me to take care of this woman. Perhaps I could have slowed down my ageing by staring at her.

In that time of golden bliss, I didn't know I had started to love her. She was Guiltless, and absolutely unaware of the conception of love. She was a crazy girl and could not even understand my emotions. She would come to chat with me always. She would keep her secrets very politely in front of my face. Then there was I, who had many secrets buried in my heart. I was afraid that her happiness might make me feel like I'd committed a criminal by loving her. It was like I could be freed from responsibility if only one of my mistakes were to offend her. The thought of her leaving me at all costs was far from my mind. She became very intelligent with time. It was only natural. She caught me at the last minute, while I was stealing. Then, I became very afraid and stood in silence with my head down. She didn't answer. At that time, she left without speaking to me. This happened for the first time. I nitiated to feel a sense of Shame. I felt like she gave me a hard, slap to the cheek. If you think about it, then I am also guilty. In Gurgaon, I worked as a Vip call girl Gurgaon. It was my fault. All this time spent thinking has taken a lot of days. Maybe three months, four days and two weeks. I was now my own worst enemy because of the habit that I had developed to watch her stealthily. Do you think I kept a daily record for those three months? Two weeks? Four days, right?! My answer to this is that the angel used that word in order to convince me that I was correct. Perhaps it wasn't necessary for her to say more than that one word. Standing there, I was stunned. My steps stopped as if I had gone numb. This word from her was like a punishment for me to not move. It was as if she had punished me for not moving for all those days.