All love stories are same…

She thought, while writing her story in a coffee shop, she had to write so that her sadness can turn into longing, solitude into remembrance. She remembered her  ‘moments’ when a single ‘yes’ or ‘no’ can change one’s life forever, she tried to memorize her last week when she had found her love yet again and then lost him.

She was waiting for him at a railway station where he asked her to meet. She was nervous her hands were getting cold, she did not know what to talk about, how he looked as it’s been twenty years since they have met. While waiting, she started remembering her past relationships that how many times she got her heart broken in the name of love. But that’s the beauty of love is always new. In spite of whether we love once, twice or a dozen times in our life, we always face a brand-new situation.

She recalled memories of him that how he used to make her laugh, how her heart used to beat fast whenever she saw him, even though in all these years she never stop thinking about him after all he was her first love. She remembered the day they met she was having her coffee in an inn, while she was leaving he asked her to stay as he was making portrait of the inn and he liked to paint her as well he asked her to sit in the corner facing the window and she obeyed unquestioningly, which was not at all like her. When the portrait was finished, they had coffee together and talked about the world. For a month or two they stayed together but he wanted to see the world, learn new things and gain experiences. However she was not ready to take risks and to leave things behind but they always managed to stay in touch with each other

She looked at her watch she realized she had been waiting for him since two hours, suddenly, she started having second thoughts of coming here she thought that what if he did not come? Or he just wanted to check whether I have still feelings for him or not but how could I had not come; I waited twenty years for him. As she was lost in her thoughts, a boy came to her and asked if she wanted to buy a newspaper, she bought it and kept it aside. She looked back for him but there was no sign of him. She began to feel worried and her body started getting numb, now her mind was telling her that she had made mistake by coming here but her heart was still determined that he would come. In order to get away from her thoughts she started reading the newspaper. All of a sudden she read his name under the headline of dead people in last night’s car accident and tears started to fall down from her cheeks.

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