That cute boy!
A boy happened to enter in my life
at 6 or 7 charming, naughty, with always
a smile on his face…
Gazed at everything full of curiosities.
I met him in school, when I was at XIIth &
he was at Ist. Being the head girl,
I had the responsibilities of discipline.
One day I saw him & taught not to move here and there, with my outrage face.
The boy started crying very genuinely.
His tears was very innocent & then I realized my mistake.
I went to him…
This was the feeling my heart never realized of scolding such a cute and innocent boy.
I said him sorry !!
I said him sorry again & again !!
He looked at me with quite surprise,
May be he thinks of my gentle smile to him. He also just smiled & we became friends.
His name was Vatsal.
He was just full of life.
We enjoyed great time together. He always calling my name about hundred times in a day with
a soft suffix of “didi”.
I just love his voice, his mature, his cuteness, his face and everything.
This was happened three years ago…
I was still searching him when I went to my hometown. Imagining that
How old he now?
How he looks?
Does he still remember me?
There were so many questions in my mind…
“I wish I will meet him once again in this life…”