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What if this isn't everything it should be????

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He'd share his life with me and my whole life he'd touch;
Maybe somewhere, someone longs to hear me call;
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Unsaid Words to the Late Confession - 2

| Friday, October 3, 2008
Recap :-


It's about all those unsaid words,unexpressed feelings and concealed sentiments~~!!~~

Go through the previous post for details.

12th February 2007 :-

Karan received a placement offer from Bangalore and he had to leave within a day.

Karan informed about this that night to all his friends,including Sanju through a formal text message :-

"Hi.I'm leaving for B'lore day after tomorrow.I've received a placement offer there.Hope to see you all soon.Bye.Take care."

Sanju sent him a good luck wish and continued studying her books.

On the next day morning[13th February],Sanju had a strange wave of feelings which she had never experienced before.She had already started to miss Karan.

She hesitantly dialled his number and asked him if she could come to see him off at the airport.Karan obviously did not mind it and informed her the time of his flight - 9:00 PM IST.

Sanju wanted to talk more but she knew it was not the right time for any long conversation,so she reluctantly hung up.

She couldn't stop thinking about Karan and those memorable college days they had spent together.

Those late night phone-calls and she could revive all those wonderful moments with him.

She could do nothing,but wait anxiously for the next day evening[14th February].

She had never felt so disturbed before.She was feeling very incomplete without Karan.

She couldn't concentrate on any work she was doing....

She,somehow,managed to maintain her mental balance 'cause she couldn't disclose anything to her parents.[She was too timid to share anything.] -------------

Finally,it was 14th February.

Sanju reached Karan's place at 4:00 P.M.

Her mind was still wavering and she couldn't really figure out the reason behind such emotions.

Karan along with his parents and Sanjana left for the airport at 6:00 P.M. They reached there by 7:30.They still had 90 minutes together.

Karan could make out that Sanju was not very comfortable that day.He asked her for the last cup of coffee together.


Sanju was feeling like crying.She tried to stop her tears but could not help it.

In a few seconds,she burst into tears.

Karan held her by the waist and tried to comfort her.

Sanju was too innocent to understand such turbulence of thoughts.She was brave enough and had never cried like this in her life before.

Perhaps,she was so overwhelmed with emotions that words seemed inferior and all those sentiments came out flowing in her tears.She took Karan's hand in hers,gathered some courage,looked at him in his eyes and said :-

"Karan,I don't know if this is the right time to tell you ,but if I won't do it today,I'll NEVER BE ABLE TO DO IT perhaps.I love you."

Karan held her tight in his arms ,hugged her and said :-

"I love you too.Will you marry me on the same date next year?"

Sanju kissed Karan on his forehead and whispered "YES".

They held each other close and went to ask Karan's parents.Karan's parents liked Sanju and were very happy with their decision.

.............Now,it was time to bid Karan a happy farewell............

Karan's parents talked to Sanju's parents about them and Sanju's parents also agreed for their marriage.

:)

All of them blessed the couple on 14th february 2008.......

Needless to say,it's a successful love marriage and both are happily married!!!!!


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I guess,a frank confession of feelings can sometimes make someone's life.


You never know when it's your lucky day and Kismat gets connected :)

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