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SAM CLUB DAY ‘16

understood, never looked back and off she went. Not having her contact number, I stayed in touch with her
through Facebook and later expressed my feelings; she replied, “Thank You!” (such a compact reply!). I was
heartbroken and sadness sunk into me. Then I thought that I should keep talking to her, loving her,
remembering her because that will always give me another chance to meet her. Oh God please!
Moral of my story: Don't Give up on Your First Love

P.S. - The above story is a work of art and holds no resemblance to me or anyone I know. Hope my parents don't
read this.

I sought help from her friends, for it was the only way to get a chance to talk to her. I enjoyed doing this.
Listening to music and humming songs the whole day became part of my new life. I had started taking more
than an hour to dress myself up for the class, and one day, I even missed the class! Craziness took new heights
when my mother no ced these changes in me. But I somehow managed to convince her that everything was
running normal in my life.

Then came the me of our compe ve exams, and I juggled hard between studies and her constant image in
my mind. Compe ve exams ripped me apart as one of them helped her make it to one of the most pres gious
colleges in the country.

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