That cute boy!

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…”