Valentine's Day 2017

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It was normal Tuesday in Kathmandu. It was fourteen February with the name Valentine's Day. I was in canteen of Nepal Law Campus, with bunch of my friends having tea and talking about law, and order. I get a call from you around 8:55a.m and you wished me Happy Valentine's Day. You were not present in class today. I thought it's your formality and replied , "thank you and Happy Valentine's Day to you as well". Whether you were insecure or worried;  you would call me several times a day. It was normal to get a call with your name on it. Your name on my phone screen always gave me feeling of love, warmth and care. After college I went to my english class. You called me and asked what was i doin? I replied , I am in  RTC Lainchaur. My class is about to start and you told me that  you were attending meeting and going to be busy all day long. Here, you killed my hope to celebrate third valentine's day. I was not disappointed. Because high hope and expectation always hurts. So, I completed my class  and headed to home. I still got your calls asking what was i doing and whether i had lunch or not. Basically, your were my guardian. I studied all day long and again got your call at the evening . I answered your call, you asked what's my plan for tonight. I have nothing, i replied.. You wanted to meet for evening coffee. I said ok. We met and what next? LOVE . Are we supposed to be lovers or friends. Confused!! You took me out for dinner in fancy restaurant named ATTIC in Naxal. There was live music going on. Couples were dedicating songs to one another. 

We were facing each other with red roses in vase on  the table. I was happy but not dressed properly. Only red color of my scarf and red glass of a wine matched with two red roses. Deep down from my heart, all i shouted was Happy Valentine's Day MY LOVE . And here I defined it individually, this is LOVE. I guess you didn't heard that. Loud heart in silent speech disables heartless ears to hear.

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