I’m 24 years old. But she is still 15 years old for me. When I’ll grow 80 years old, she’ll be still the same 15 years old innocent soul for me. And if the blessings of my parents become true and I touch 100, she’ll be still that same 15 years old school girl for me. I hope, God give me the power to recognize her when we both meet in the heaven for some time.
I don’t call this as an incomplete love story. Because I have loved her through my heart and soul even without having her with me, I have prayed for her without having her in my life.
Now, very soon, it will be a decade since I last saw her. And sure, there are billions of beautiful people in this world - far more than just her. But there’s an old saying in...