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Love Since Childhood - Part 2

Geet had proposed Hira.
She had already done her work what Hira should have done first instead her.

Hira was so happy, glad and feeling blessed for obtaining such a cute and gorgeous girl friend, who always cares about him.

Next quickly Hira also wrote in the same way "I LOVE U TOO and CAN'T SPEND EVEN A SINGLE MOMENT OF MY LIFE WITHOUT YOU", on a fragment of paper and threw it towards her.

Seeing this she took it up immediately and read it.
Geet was having a cute smile over her face while reading Hira's reply over the paper.

She was blushing too, looking at him.
Her blushing was making Hira feel delighted, joyful as if he was in the heavens.

He just couldn't explain the feelings in words, what he was experiencing at that moment.
Eventually class period got finished they headed back to home.

They were on the way walking along with each other but silently.
Hira wanted to tell her that he would make a call on her land line receiver to talk to her.

Just then her father appeared from the behind stoping his bike offered them both a ride over his Hero Honda.

Hira said "no thanks uncle I'm fine, I would go by walking.
Then uncle smiled and asked about Hira's father, "how is my friend your father?" Hira said, "he is good".

Smiling, uncle made Geet sit over the bike and began to ride. Geet was sitting on the bike looking towards Hira repeatedly, turning her head.

She was still blushing.
Afterward Hira gestured his hand to make a call on land line.
Next he arrived at home.
He was so happy thinking about Geet and her blushing.

He was feeling a little anxious, just wanted to see her again and keep talking to her.
The way she was staring at him was fascinating.

However he was looking for the hall to be solitude where landline receiver was placed at, so that he could have made a call to her land line.

Every body of his family had done lunch. Now all of them having nap, everybody had left except Mom.

As usual she was napping, sitting over the mattress chair.
It was a golden chance for Hira to dial Geet's numbers on telephone.

So he picked up the phone then dialed the numbers.
It started ringing. His heart was pumping too fast, thinking "who would pick up the phone?".

Eventually some one received his call "hello, who is this ?" it was Dabbu uncle's voice.
Hearing his heavy voice he got completely perplexed and confused what to speak now? Any how he mustered confidence.


"good afternoon uncle, its me Hira", he said.

"Oh Hira, how are you my son? " Is there everything okay? " uncle asked him positivity.

He replied immediately "yes uncle everything is fine here," What about there ?" He asked him unwillingly.

Uncle spoke while laughing "here too, everybody is fine with God's grace.

You tell me, what made you make a call here?"
"Actually I had to discuss something with Geet over some important topics regarding our assignments," He replied the Dabbu uncle.

Uncle responded him very politely, "my son she is not at home right now.
She has gone somewhere with her mom.
As soon as they come back, i would inform her to talk to you."


"Okay uncle thanks, bye take care." saying this Hira kept the handset down quickly.

Till then mom had finished her nap.

"Hey Hira whom were you talking with over the phone?" Mom asked Hira humbly rubbing her eyes.

"It was Dabbu uncle," Hira answered the Mom.

"What was he saying beta?" curiously Mom asked Hira.
"No he was just telling that Geet is out with her Mom," Hira responded Mom lightly.

"But why was he telling so, Has something happened to her?" Mom asked nervously.


Hearing this Hira couldn't resist himself to laugh.

"Nothing Mom, she might have gone with her Mom, just for nothing," Hira screamed and started laughing over the Mom's reactions.

Again Mom's question was same.
"but why was Dabbu uncle telling you of Geet, has gone out?" Mom shouted irritatedly over Hira.


Seeing the Mom's mood, Hira got serious.
"Actually Mom, I made a call to talk to Geet about our assignment, what has been given to us in the school today.

Therefore uncle Dabbu was telling me about her,"
smiling Hira told the Mom about the reason for making a call at Geet's home. Although it was not the exact reason.

Anyway Hira had done his work by informing uncle Dabbu, that he needed to talk to Geet.

Now he was waiting for Geet to come back to home so that uncle Dubbu could tell her "Hira had called here".

On other side Geet was excited too. In fact they both used to love each other since their childhood, but never realised.

Geet had realised her affection and inclination towards Hiraa recently almost one year ago.

When they were in class 9th.
Once a cricket tournament was being organised in another collage, in which their school's cricket team was invited too.

Hira was captain of his school's team.
The final match was being played between Hira's team and the host collage team.

Hira was performing well.
He had been troubling the rival team's batsmen badly with his left arm fast bowling.

He had been delivering back to back Bouncers, Yorkers.
The ground was full of audience.

Crowd was clapping for his each splendid deliveries.
He was just 15 years young, fair handsome teen boy.
His height was 5.10" then.
The way he would run while bowling, was quite similar to Zaheer Khan's Action.
He had taken 5 wickets only in that match.

He had become favourite of the crowd.
Now he was batting and smashing boundaries back to back at every ball like Youvraz Singh.

The crowd was cheering him up, chanting, "Hira,Hira", over the ground.

His a little long hair was waving with the blowing wind on the ground.
He was looking charming.

Some girls were whispering "how handsome he is, he looks like such a professional cricketer, how lucky that girl would be, who is his girlfriend and all."

The moment Hira would hit the ball some girls sitting close to Geet would scream and whistle with joy.

Seeing these all Geet was feeling jealous with those girls, assuming that Hira is just her only.

Anyway match got over their school won that tournament.

Hira was awarded with a winning trophy and man of the tournament too.
Everybody was congratulating and facilitating him.

As soon as he lifted the winning trophy with his teammates, he saw Geet was standing alone far from the crowd, and smiling looking at him.

Seeing her, Hira Rapidly ran towards Geet.
"Hey Geet look at this trophy, how attractive it is," Hira showed his winning trophy keeping his hand over Geet's shoulder.

Geet noticing this and his body language also, She was feeling dignified, and kept on standing proudly next to Hira.

Geet facilitated him too for his achievement. That was the exact moment when Geet realized that she was in love with Hira.


But she could never tell him, thinking what would be Hira's reaction?
She had been cherishing this beautiful emotion from that day.

And looking for the right time to express what was within her heart for Hira.

But she was completely failed to express her emotions before Hira.

Almost one year later when they both had been in class 10th.

She somehow, had managed to tell the condition of her heart to Hira and finally his reaction was positive.

Now she was dancing, hurling, throwing up with joy wholeheartedly.

Sitting at home she had been engrossed in thinking about her love Hira.

Just then her Daddy entered into her room.
"Hey Geet, Hira made a call here, the moment you were out with your mom.
He wanted to talk to you," saying this her father went back to out.

Listening this, Geet's face got bloomed with pleasure.
She hurried with bare and light foots towards the place where the telephone was fixed.

To be continued.