A day to Remember

As we both have proposed each other, our friendship turned into love. First few days, after I proposed there were no change in our love life. We both were leading the same life we led as we were friends. I didn’t find any change. She started to look deep into my eyes when we talk, when I smile, when I cracked a joke, when we were silent and I was uncomfortable with that. I don’t understand what she sees in my eyes for so long time.

The next day, we went to college as usual and took our seats. When the class were on, she adjusted herself and came little closer to me and I started watching her keenly from the one corner of my eyes. Her hand movements were sluggish with tremble, trying to take something but it looked like a thief robbing something. Suddenly my brain said “She didn’t get your mobile yet hope she is trying to take”. So I took my mob from my side and kept it beneath the desk where we keep our books. Her hands didn’t reach to mobile after I kept. She is trying something and I decided to watch it calmly. Her legs were stumbling though she was sitting. She took her hand, moved it slowly, took a glimpse around the class and reached my hand. A shiver ran through my spine as soon as she touched my hand. She has pinched, slapped, knocked my head before but she never held my hand. I didn’t give a grip till now. I turned myself, looked her and starred raising one eye brow. Her eyes were small than usual with a little fear in it and it raised after I raised my eyebrow. My lips curved as soon as I saw her, that reduced her fear and I gripped her hand. It is a good feeling to hold your loved ones hand, it assures you something on every situation.

During break I asked her “why did you struggle too much to hold my hands?”

What you watched it? How? Why didn’t you held it on my first attempt itself? You didn’t like to hold my hands right? And your stare gave me guilt idiot” she questioned.

“I started watching you as soon as you adjusted yourself and admired all your nuance movements” I chuckled.

I was feeling egregious that you behave defiance to me and shard my heart.

I just admired how you struggle and triumphant in my work. Why are you doing it like a venture? Be casual with me, I will not mind I said and returned back to our class. Our class was boring and I was least interested in listening to it. I had sara’s right hand in my left hand and watching it closely. The hand was pink in colour reflecting her blood level in her body. I held her hand in my left hand and made straight lines in her palm with my index finger. In ticklish she made crumble movements and I liked the new entertainment. As we were in the last bench we were not noticed by other classmates but many assumed our friendship as love from the first. So they won’t mind us if they see us holding hands. She cleared her throat and croaked “shall we go for a movie now?”

Movie is not a bad idea but we don’t have a show now rather we can go to our house and watch some movie if you are comfortable with it. “OK” she said and we left college after lunch. At home we have a mini theater to watch movies. A big screen with digital surround speaker system in front of a couch and a table. 

Mom said she is leaving out for shopping. We bid her bye, baked a bucket of popcorn and went to the theater room. She held out the DVD’s pouch and surfing which movie to play. She held out a movie named “Ring”. I have not watched the movie and she said has not too. So we played the movie and sat on couch. 

This time little closer that our triceps touched. It was a ghost movie and she was frightened from the first scene. I held her in my arms, she lay on my shoulder and in few minutes she huddled me.

Most of the scenes were frightening and each scene made us tighter. We watched the movie hugging each other. I kissed her forehead after movie ended and she was dazed after the kiss. I have the sequel of the movie shall we watch? I winked.

Enough for today. Later. She said.

One and half hour hug was awesome that I wanting more and more, said stressing more longer.

“I also need it but it’s time for your mom to return and we can enjoy another day” she made a cute wink.

She left home and we started talking on phone. When I am around her I forget myself and the time goes jiffy. After she left home an hour was like a day. As she had guests at home she hung the phone and to kill time I went online. Rika’s profile opened as it was my home page and she looked stunning. I glanced her entire profile once and I was shocked seeing a tab “Add friend”. Darn she removed me from her friend list. I sent her a friend request again and for the first time I built courage and sent a scrap stating “hi rika unknowingly I removed you from my friend list, have sent you one.” Thought it would be pleasing. I couldn’t see her picture in her profile due to her privacy settings.

My brain started thinking why did she remove me from her friend list? In the updates there was an application named “check who visits your profile?” and many had used it. I tried and it showed top three users who visits our profile and sara topped it. Damn is it real or hoax? Did rika also try it? Only because of this she removed me from her friend list?

Zillion questions arose similar to those questions and I stalked her profile as before and forgot totally about sara until she called me. I excused myself from her saying that I have head ache so I’m going to sleep and hung the phone.

I lay on bed thinking the reason of the removal and slept thinking about rika.

P.S. Being with your lover is elegant but playing with your lover is impeccable. 

Love: Select in a better way!

We spoke as if nothing has happened with us in college. I reached my home after college and Sara said she will not disturb me until I say her my answer. I took a blank sheet and wrote Sara on left and Rika on right. I separated the sheet half for both of them. I wrote intimacy in Sara and stranger in Rika. So I started checking with both of their pros and cons.

To see with Sara, As you know, we were very good friends and we are. She knows each and everything of mine and has been standing in every situation of my life from my college days. I move with her easily and am very comfortable with her. She trusts me more than her parents, she believes me whatever I say and she obeys my words. But for these reasons I can’t take advantage but yet it would be a thrill to take advantage.

Whereas with Rika, I first have to boast myself to chat with her, then she has to be interesting rather than snappish. I should then make her close with me and that’s a tough job as I don’t know how to do it, then we should exchange our numbers to make our friendship one step ahead, have to know each other well and then, only if at all she likes me and if she falls for me, my love for her would be cherished else it would be ditched.

Now to look at their character Sara is sweet, caring, open hearted, elegant, quick witted, trustworthy. My parents like her though, so if I say I need to marry her I think they won’t have any objections. She is pleasingly beautiful, quite fit with broad shoulders, I mean wide not thick, fair, few inches shorter than me, tiny eyes, small ears and pinky lips.

Rika is stuttering gorgeous, with perfect structure, fair and body maintenance like bollywood actresses. In her astounding beauty she would leave everyone inarticulate and I was flattered seeing her picture and made it wallpaper. No one can beat her in beauty. She has an ability to replace Katrina kaif and kareena kapoor over night if she goes into modeling. But I don’t know anything about her character. Only thing I know is she doesn’t speak with strangers, and has social network profile to keep in contact with her friends and relatives.

So I can’t assure that Rika would fall for me or I may dislike her after knowing her well. At the same time I love Sara too and I miss her every now and then. Rika beats Sara in beauty but no one can understand me like Sara. So I can’t deny her proposal just like that. Let the Rika stuffs be away from Sara. If I and Rika falls in love let me deal it with Sara then. Until then let my routine stalking continue and boost myself to speak to her.

I went to Sara’s house. She was astonished to see me. We went to terrace as I asked to talk to her in private. Her eyes were eager to know my decision and it showed in her face. I started saying what I have in my mind. “Sara as You know you’re my first female and best friend of mine. We know each other well and I didn’t know that you would propose me. I never expected your friendship would turn into love. You always call me a dumbass and u used to chuckle me saying that no girl would marry a dumbass like me. But now you have proposed this dumbass and I have thought well and came to decision. Keep your heart strong to hear this and I promise it would not affect our relationship. We can be as before or even better. Let me come to the point directly. Yes Sara I’m in love with you but I don’t believe in long term relationship. We can love but I can’t promise you that I will marry you and all other filmy stuffs. I have thought well and saying it. But if I need this relationship for long term we can if you don’t have objection. But for now I can’t promise you for a long term. Let us have it for short term and if none of the circumstances changes our love we can get into a long term relationship. And no offence if it hurts you.” As soon as I ended she was in tears.

"It is like you need all pleasures now but not joy” said Sara. “And I mean in all ways. I don’t understand why you said so and from when you thought like this. And I doubt it is the same jay I’m talking to. You made me to feel my love and now you say that you love me but you will not live with me. This is ridiculous. I guess you need to think again. Not needed. Let me make you to change your mind with my love because every love should do some changes in them.”

P.S. We cannot assure that love can happen only once.

She poured her heart out!

The ecstasy was still on and that made me quite witty in the class and got me more friends ( acquaintance would be appropriate). I was still sitting near Sara and we were as before “Close friends”. We were back chatting 24X7 as before but at the same time I didn’t stop stalking Rika. This became my routine work everyday. I always wanted to say about rika to Sara but I didnot get courage to say her and I don’t know the reason too. May be I don’t know how she will take it.

As usual our college went jiffy. I had my mobile every last hour of the college, Sara would have the rest of the day playing game in it and you know why I have it on the last hour :p . But now I have become normal and moving with Sara as before made her to be at her home rather than mine.

When the life was moving like this, one morning, Sara woke me and said she needs to talk to me. I compelled her to say it but she refused and said she will say it today. As usual we were going to college by walk. She didn’t utter a word after we stepped out of my house. I kept on pestering her, what she wanted to say but I couldn’t make her to say anything than “I will say you soon”. My head was full of too many questions and was anxious of knowing What it was. An hour passed, She didn’t get my mobile yet. I could sense her nervousness, it was too high and that created a small fear on one corner of my heart. Her fingers were dancing in the desk, a blush from the morning made her pink, her eyes were looking at me from one corner, legs were shaking in nervousness and she was much excited.

Can I know the reason of your excitement? I started.

Of course, for that we have to bunk this class. She said.

I’m comfortable here, you can say it right now.

The ambience is awkward, I need to go somewhere. Why don’t we go to the park? She asked.

If I get to know only if we go to park, then let us go.

It was morning break for brunch, We left our class and started to park. During brunch our college park would be filled with lovers. All couples would occupy the seats and would be romancing. Sometimes it would be good to see but many a times it will be awkward.

Whenever we walk together, our sides would touch. But today, from morning, she maintained a gap.

By the time we reached the park was full. I asked her What was the matter? She asked me to wait till every one moves to class. As soon as the break bell rang, everyone left the park empty with me and Sara alone. She was playing here legs with sand making semi circles with her thumb. 

Are you comfortable with this ambience or we should change our place? I questioned.


No we can be here. She said and took a seat under a big tree which gave a good shadow on the sunny day. It was cooler here rather than the bench under a fan in our classroom. I sat in a next bench from her’s.

She looked here and there. I was watching her movements and  waiting her to start. But she did not seem to start. Why the hell are we here? I shouted.

Jay, I have to talk to you.

That is why we are here. I said hoarsely.

I have not slept for past two days.

What happened? Are you alright? Should we consult a doctor? I asked.

She adjusted herself to the hedge of the bench and said “Let me complete, don’t interrupt”

Jay I’m happy that we are back as before. When you stayed silent without talking to me it hurt me badly. I have been crying for hours without any reason. I don’t want to spoil the situation by saying all my sorrows now and it was not this I wanted to say you. I said it just to let you know. The most toughest days I spent was those two days of our challenge. I had my mobile in my hand throughout the day and was unlocking  it every now and then to check for your texts. I couldn’t concentrate anything on those two days. I didn’t sleep but cried all night for accepting the challenge. That really hurt me a lot and I never wanted any of my day to be like that. If you have not put a challenge then we would not have faced all this. (Each and every sentence from her mouth made infinite expressions in my face thinking what she is talking about exactly). But I thank you for that challenge. Actually your challenge made my brain to think well about our relationship, but my heart did not want to lose the challenge as you know I don’t like to lose in anything. At the same time after our challenge you changed yourself and I know the reason too. (I was stunned to hear this from her, is she speaking about Rika? How did she know?) You were right Jay we are too intimate. But you need not prove it by keeping me away from you. I couldn’t bare the pain when you left me for these days. You have already proved What we are upto. During our challenge I typed few texts to you but I didn’t send you and its in my drafts still. By now I have spent all joyful moments, sad moments and hurtful moments with you and by you. I thought well and decided that I need you to glorify my life and only you can make it because I have been happy with you than I was with my parents. I need you to be in my life forever Jay. “I Love You Jay, Will you accept my love?” She said in her knees.

I stood enthralled, astonished by her speech and a confusion started in my mind. Which I wished should not happen, just happened. I know her well and I have a soft feelings for her but Rika was the one whom I love if I’m not wrong. But what about Sara? What should I answer to her? Should I decline it? If Rika was already committed what will I do? Sara thinks I’m love with her but how will I explain her that I’m not in love with her and how will I say that challenge was because of the misunderstanding of intimacy between us. It was the first time I’m hearing that a girl proposed first to boy. I have neither watched in any movies and nor read in any stories so.

She interrupted me by handing over her phone to me.

It showed Drafts. Her draft read ”Jay you are right, I am in love and I have realized it. I need to say you now but I don’t want to lose the challenge. I will win this challenge and confess some other day and forgive me for this and for hurting you. Love you.”

The next draft read ” I wish to add a Love you in the good night and good morning texts every day. Can I send you like that?”

There were other few drafts which said few lines similar to that. It drafts reminded me of my draft which I stored during the challenge. Damn I changed my mobile.

I handed her phone to her and sat in the bench thinking. She is too much in love and it is not the prompt situation to say about Rika. Let me ask her for time.

Sara I am dazed by your proposal but I need to think about this. I will answer you next week. But we can be as we are now whatever the answer is and I promise you for this. I said and we went back to our class and sat next to each other.


P.S. never under estimate or over estimate any love, think well before you answer.

Something weird but divine

The worrying mind faded out after seeing her picture. Her picture was the heal for my wound. The ecstatic moment kept me very happy which I had never experienced. A sudden glow in my face, new smile, happiest ever was unremarkable and it was noted by everyone. Those who asked, earlier in the month, “anything wrong with you?” substituted their question with “how did this change happen all of a sudden?” All I could answer was with a rejuvenating smile.

Everyone noticed the difference and everyone liked it. “Be like this forever” my parents said, “happy for your change” Sara said. “All credits to you Rika” I said to my heart. This happiest moment made me to forget all those worrying things including chatting Rika. But all I needed was to see her photo, I saw it and I was content with that. Let me make other moves later.

The stalker in me started growing up. The privacy setting annoyed a little at first but stalker provided the solution for it. I wanted to have her picture as my wallpaper both in my pc and mobile. I made many attempts to download the picture but everything went in vain. Then the stalker made a screen shot of her picture screen, saved it and my computer’s screen had her picture instantly. Second task was quite difficult. My mobile had small display screen and I did not want her picture to be so small. I urged my dad to buy me a new mobile and that made my hand to have Nokia N97. Frankly, I neither had any knowledge on these mobile phones nor to use it. I bought this mobile just to have her picture as my mobile wallpaper.

As soon as I bought the mobile I made her picture as wallpaper. Then using photoshop I cropped, trimmed, added effects, changed styles, faded in and out etc. It is with her photo I learnt the whole of the photoshop. I practiced all sorts of effects that this software can do and saved it in a separate folder named “Rika”. After using all the tools in photoshop I was stunned to see 492 files in Rika’s folder. I looked at her original picture and She looked gorgeous even without those effects. She is my beauty.

I still attended my last class everyday and I still watched every second of her online. My new mobile helped with that and kept Sara away from questioning. I felt I was closer with Rika now. It was her picture I would see last when I close my eyes to sleep and it was her picture I would see as soon as I open my eyes in the morning. Each and every second of my life was awful after seeing her. The harmones made a different feeling after seeing her picture. Love. Something weird but divine.

Love makes a person fresh, attractive, joyful, witty. It’s a real because Jay experienced it.

P.S. Love is not something that will annoy you. It is divine and it shows the other part of you.

Few heart beats skipped

That accident scene created a little impact on me. That scene was haunting me for 3 nights and did not allow me to sleep. Even when I was in college that was the only thing I was thinking of. I could not delete those scene from my mind. I tried a lot like trying to play cricket, football, playstation etc. but I couldn’t concentrate on anything. That had made me to forget my orkut account which I was online for 24X7 and rika whom I was stalking 24X7 in orkut. Nothing reminded me to go online. Every minute my mind was thinking of the same question “why aren’t people helping?”

The college scenario have changed again to past. I have started sitting near sara. She spoke about lot of things but everything went in vain. I just heard her but never listened. But she was clear that, my abnormal behavior is because of that accident and not because of any other reason. I started attending the last classes everyday and I looked lost to everyone. All students and staffs in my college enquired is anything wrong with me. I replied them “I’m alright”.

It’s been 3 days I have seen you online. why don’t you visit your orkut profile and check the updates? Sara said.

As soon as heard the name orkut, Rika’s orkut profile flashed on my mind. I have been without seeing her profile for so many days. What would she be doing? How would she be? How will she look? Suddenly I started thinking about rika. I left the class and reached home.

I logged in to orkut and it directly directed to rika’s profile due to the bookmark. I was stunned to look at her profile. She has actually uploaded her picture as her profile picture. I was not sure it was her picture. The picture was too small that I couldn’t see her face clearly. I opened her photos and it was the only photo apart from actor's photo. I clicked her profile picture to make it enlarge.

The picture was loading and hence I minimized the tab to see it after it is fully loaded.

I was dazed on seeing the picture. Like every other authors, I also experienced the same thing after seeing her picture. “Few heart beats skipped”. After seeing that picture I decided, If I live a life it should only be with her.

She was dead gorgeous. A fair flawless skin kept her bright. Her face was round like many small teddy bear’s head. A big and clear eyes was very cute and the kohl made the eyes bright, sexy and I loved it. Her hair was not curly but wavy.  She was wearing a sky blue tops with pink shawl and a denim jean. A camera pouch was around her body. A black strap watch was in her left wrist. The background of the picture had a blue staircase in which a boy was on knees at the last step and the girl was standing on the top step. The whole picture was blue and pink. She looked cute. The dolls were pretty. Hence the picture was dainty.

But still I was not sure it was her picture or not. I needed to cross check with it. That is when some of her friend made a comment on her photo. It said “It’s been ages I have seen you and you have become more pretty than before!”

Finally I saw her picture. I tried to download the picture but I couldn’t, due to her privacy settings. Yes  she should really protect her photos else she might take over Kareena Kapoor’s place overnight.

That relaxed my mind and slept peacefully after 3 nights.

P.S. Love at first sight happens.

The Heartless Disgusting World

Peace of my life was shattered down. Sara started annoying me every now and then. Every second she had something or the other to question. She never left me alone. I was totally upset of her behaviour. I shouted, scolded, even I slapped her, but nothing was of use. She didn’t change anything irrespective of what I do. She was following me every time everywhere. But I never stopped bunking the last class of the day though it was a very tough task. I had to make her busy in some way or the other to escape from her. In two days she found out and became alert. The most important thing is she went her home only at nights. She had breakfast, coffee and dinner with me at my home and lunch with me at college. She never allowed me to do anything of my own and of my wish. Only at night I was free without Sara to visit Rika’s profile. I was awake throughout the night to stalk Rika’s profile and updated all her updates. She had not added anything new and that left me quite sad. I wanted to know more about her and see her picture madly.

Sara made me disgusting when she started bunking the last hour and followed with me to my house. I was not able to see myself in those-ecstatic-moment of seeing Rika online. She entered into every corner of my life. I started hating her to the core.

On my way to home, bunking last hour, Sara followed me.

What the hell is your problem??? I shouted at her in the street.

You are my problem. She said.

What???

I’m afraid of your eerie behavior.

I’m normal.

No you are not. As I’m being with you, you are acting to be normal. Why don’t you say what is your problem? You are just hurting me. Just think how we were few days back and how we are now? Why have you changed so? Is that because I’m not in love with you or do you have any other problem. I want the reason to know. Now.

I don’t have any fucking problem. Yeah you are not in love with me and why the hell you are bugging me like this. Frankly, you are just disgusting me. I would be happy only when you are away from me.

When I was shouting, a strange sound hit our ears. The sound was like a crash of two vehicles. We both looked around to check whether everything is alright. Far from us people were moving to a particular place. We rushed to see what had happened. A bleeding man was lying in road with his bike few yards away from him. His eyes were searching for something. The vehicle which clashed with his vehicle, did not stop to check what happened and just went away. Peoples who surrounded him didn’t get near him. As soon as I saw that person I immediately went near him, lifted him and rested him on my lap. His body was full of blood with a hand broken. He was trying to say something but he couldn’t, maybe it was because of pain. I shouted to get some water and call ambulance. But none responded. A man from the crowd repeated whatever I repeated like “anyone please get some water”. My blood flushed anger out and shouted at him “why don’t you get jobless fucker?” Sara went to a nearby petty shop, bought a bottle of water and called ambulance. I gave him water and I heard he was saying ‘my daughter’ slowly in pain. Only then we came to know he had his daughter with him in his bike. I asked everyone to search for his daughter. Few people helped us in finding his daughter and rest watched this scene, where as Sara looked after him. We found a small girl, around 6 years old, in a scrap yard few feet away from her father. I took her out from that scrap and said “don’t worry baby you are alright.” She was not injured much with just few scratches in her soft knees. I thought her father would have saved her from heavier injury. I and Sara accompanied with them in ambulance and admitted them in hospital. His daughter after having first aid caught hold of Sara. We had informed their family and they came in few minutes. His daughter left Sara after seeing her mother. Doctor said nothing to worry and we visited the little girl’s father. He thanked us, his little daughter kissed us and we left.

When I came out of the room the only thing which was going in my mind was why no one helped when an accident had occurred? Do they think they would indulge in any police case? Or is that no one has sympathy on others? Or don’t they have helping tendency from birth? Will they act the same way if it happens to any of their family members? Don’t they know how it would have felt to the one who had an accident?  

If I were in that situation, will anyone have helped me? Or will everyone would we watching me dying? May be anyone would have helped like me? How would I have felt if none helped me? The driver who clashed with him should have helped him to taken him to the hospital but that driver didn’t have any responsibility and went away. Why the hell on this earth people exists like these morons?

I didn’t get any answer for their worst behavior. I just wanted to know why they behaved like that. At least some one could have got some water for them or called an ambulance. But everyone starred at them and waited for someone to help. Is it a sin to help people who are suffering in accident? If you don’t help then at least don’t irritate the people who helps. Try to understand the mentality of the people who had met with an accident. If not don’t be a burden to them. A single call to ambulance will save a life and that would take you to heaven. I cursed all those people who never helped until I reached home.

And I thanked Sara for accompanying me that day. If she had not irritated me at that time we would not have helped them and saved their life.

P.S. Don’t always be a selfish. We are not just living for us but for others too.

I am not a Stalker

A few days passed. Life had changed from that night. Using mobile became less. Hours of online in orkut increased. Sending unknown friend requests were stopped. Accepting any friend request were barred by me. Rika’s profile was bookmarked to my Mozilla and Whenever I open Mozilla it directly directs to Rika’s profile than my profile. I ignored everything happened in my profile but never ignored anything in her profile. I was up-to-date with her updates. Many days I slept without looking my profile but I never slept a single day without looking her profile. By this time my mind had memorized all her information right from her date of birth to her college name. I was so strong about her information that if anyone asks me in the middle of my sleep I would answer them correctly. Stalking her profile became my hobby, my habit, my entertainment etc. I read her profile a zillion times. I read all her scraps to check whether she replies everyone or ignores all the scraps. I could find she replies only for few. But I had a doubt that would she reply for stranger like me? Yet this question kept me away from sending a scrap or mail to her. On one weekend I found her online, but didn’t have courage to chat with her. The next day I found her online on the same time.

My mind stroke with a question “Is this her regular timing of using internet?”

To check this, next day I bunked my college and was online from morning. The time came, I was refreshing the page umpteenth time. A green light glowed near her name at 3.15 pm sharp. Wow! So this is the time she comes online. I was in an ecstatic mood as if she has accepted my love. I jumped, danced, shouted in excitement until my mom barked at me. I found her online timing and calculated with my college timing. If I bunk the last class I can see her online. Hence from the next day I bunked the last class, just to see her online.

Sara was puzzled at my behavior. I was not responding properly to her. We did not text like before. Good night and good morning text was harder for me to send. She called me many times but I kept the phone within two minutes every time. She was keep on annoying me with questions “why are you not talking with me?” like that etc. Next day I changed my place from her and sat alone. She was quizzed.

She came near me and asked can I talk with you for few minutes?

Yes you can, I said.

Did I commit any mistake? She asked.

No you didn’t, I answered.

Then why are you avoiding me?

Sorry. I’m not avoiding and why should I avoid?

You are not like before Jay. Something is wrong with you. I wonder what you have found in internet that you are online 24X7. Hope you are not addicted to anything in web. You get what I mean?

Yes I do get you. But nothing like that. I’m not addicted to anything and I’m just improving my knowledge(only god knows about whose knowledge I’m improving :p ).

You are doing that without any break huh? I know about you. You are up with something but you are not sharing it with me. Fine, share when you feel like. But I have another question why are you bunking all the last hours of the day? Tell if you wish to.

“I don’t like to attend the college itself” I said and turned around to avoid eye contact.

She was staring at me for few seconds and then she left to her desk.

Seeing Rika online became my duty. I thought she would itself ping me seeing me online. But that day didn’t come yet. So I was waiting for that day. And another thing I was eagerly waiting to see her picture. Without seeing her itself I had a strange feeling on her. I imagined her in my mind. Fair skin, cute big and bright eyes, rosy lips, cheeks with perfect flesh to make her face round, tiny nose, sharp and black eyebrows, fuzzy hair. I called my cousin and said there is a competition in my college. Come home you have to draw a drawing. He is a mad of drawing and he will do anything for drawing. I made him to draw and poured out all my imagination. He converted all my imagination to drawing and that sketch was like this.

P.S. If you visit a girls profile more than three times a day then I would say it is Love.