Coming to the story, the story starts from the school days when I have joined in the school at 2nd class and my girl has joined the same school in 3rd class. 
I became shy to talk with girls due to the conditions which taken place in my life because of my friend over imagination (the story is not that important to discuss over here) and drastically it has created huge fear to talk with the girls and later on the classes are going on all clear but I don’t know when my heart has linked with my  girl it didn’t given me any clue that it is linked but every time when I have seen her I used to get some kind of happiness. 

In my life everything is going clear with financial problems but I was happy with my family happinessand the way of support  receive is more which is required at that age. 

One day my girl came to school with the high feels and everyone was shocked to see her in the high heels at that age it is very rare to wear that kind of sandals,in the afternoon when she is stepping down from the steps she was skidded due to the sandals and her hand got factured and after 10 days only we have our main exams and she was assisted with one my classmate(teju)as a scribe for the exam.

At that time I felt why they have not insisted me  to look over her, where I can show my way of caring towards her.

At my 7th class there is an incident occurred which I even remember that when we are playing in the ground I have collided with my girl and in reverse her friends starting scolding me and I said sorry to her. I think that is the first time I has touched her soft hands accidentally.I got many friends in my life but due to the circumstances in my life I was never opened up with anyone until I got my friend bathu and kiler in my life at 8th standard and then on we roam everywhere with bhathu but whenever I see her she would also smile at me (I thought she has also good intention about me) but later I came to know that from kiler (friend) that they used to laugh because of my funny expressions and also cracks jokes on mine. 






                                          .....................story continues in the next part