the special phone call

A boy quickly punches a number into his phone and waits until he hears the other line pick up.
“Becky, I don’t know what to do, I really don’t. I love her so much and I don’t think she thinks of me that way. I mean, whenever I see her or think of her, I can’t help it, this smile comes across my face. Sometimes she sees me smiling and smiles back. That’s when my knees turn to jello and I get butterflies in my stomach. I know you think that she’s is so totally adorable and cute, but if you look past that and actually listen to what she has to say, you find a totally different person. She’s so caring and considerate and she makes me feel like living in wonderland. But whenever I think of her or see her, I can’t help it, I smile. Now I didn’t tell you this but she called me the other day about homework. I tell you now, I made a complete fool of myself. I’m so embarrassed. I stuttered the whole time, but she was so sweet and just kept talking and making me feel better. She’s so perfect Becky, I keep wishing and praying that she will notice me........ huhuhu............Becky?......... Becky are you there?”
“This isn’t Becky.”
Petrified the boy asks, “Then who is this?”
“ This is the girl who’s smile turns your knees to jello and I just wanted to say one thing. Everything you just said now, I’ve been wanting to say since the day I met you.”

i love you so much..........................

a soldier's love story

John Blanchard stood up from the bench, straightened his Army uniform, and studied the crowd of people making their way through Grand Central Station. He looked for the girl whose heart he knew, but whose face he didn't, the girl with the rose. His interest in her had begun thirteen months before in a Florida library. Taking a book off the shelf he found himself intrigued, not with the words of the book, but with the notes penciled in the margin. The soft handwriting reflected a thoughtful soul and insightful mind.

In front of the book, he discovered the previous owner's name, Miss Hollis Maynell. With time and effort he located her address. She lived in New York City. He wrote her a letter introducing himself and inviting her to correspond. The next day he was shipped overseas for service in World War II

During the next year and one-month the two grew to know each other through the mail. Each letter was a seed falling on a fertile heart. A Romance was budding. Blanchard requested a photograph, but she refused. She felt that if he really cared, it wouldn't matter what she looked like.

When the day finally came for him to return from Europe, they scheduled their first meeting - 7:00 pm at Grand Central Station in New York.

"You'll recognize me, " she wrote, "by the red rose I'll be wearing on my lapel." So at 7:00 he was in the station looking for a girl whose heart he loved, but whose face he'd never seen.

I'll let Mr. Blanchard tell you what happened: A young women was coming toward me, her figure long and slim. Her blonde hair lay back in curls from her delicate ears; her eyes were blue as flowers. Her lips and chin had a gentle firmness, and in her pale green suit she was like springtime come alive. I started toward her, entirely forgetting to notice that she was not wearing a rose. As I moved, a small, provocative smile curved her lips. "Going my way, sailor?" she murmured. Almost uncontrollably I made one step closer to her, and then I saw Hollis Maynell. She was standing almost directly behind the girl. A women well past 40, she had graying hair tucked under a worn hat. She was more than plump, her thick-ankled feet thrust into low-heeled shoes. The girl in the green suit was walking quickly away. I felt as though I split in two, so keen was my desire to follow her, and yet so deep was my longing for the women whose spirit had truly companioned me and upheld my own ......And there she stood.

Her pale, plump face was gentle and sensible, her gray eyes had a warm and kindly twinkle. I did not hesitate. My fingers gripped the small worn blue leather copy of the book that was something precious, something perhaps even better than love, a friendship for which I had been and must ever be grateful.

I squared my shoulders and saluted and held out the book to the women, even though while I spoke I felt choked by the bitterness of my disappointment. "I'm Lieutenant John Blanchard, and you must be Miss Maynell. I am so glad you could meet me; may I take you to dinner?"

The women's face broadened into a tolerant smile. "I don't know what this is about, son," she answered, "but the young lady in the green suit who just went by, she begged me to wear this rose on my coat. And she said if you were to ask me out to dinner, I should go and tell you that she is waiting for you in the big restaurant across the street. She said it was some kind of test!"
It's not difficult to understand and admire Miss Maynell's wisdom. The true nature of a heart is seen in it's response to the unattractive. "Tell me whom you love," Houssaye wrote, "And I will tell you who you are."

the three words

Girl: Do you really love me?

Boy: Of course I do.

Girl: I wanna hear you say it.

Boy: I don’t have to.

Girl: Why not?

Boy: Because...

Girl: I just want to hear you say it in words.

Boy: I can’t...The girl started to cry softly and said:Then you don't love me...

The two continued to walk in silence. They reached the girls home.

Girl: Why?

Boy: Do you really want to know?

Girl: (hesitantly) Yes.

He hugged her gently, kissed the tip of her nose and whispered in her ear,"Because three words are not enough..."

love at first sight

love at first sight............... it is the most beautiful feeling a person could experience in life....... i had a chance to feel it myself......

it all happen in mid of June 2006......

i met this girl in a restaurant...... like other teenage girls, she was dressed in a pair of jeans and a t-shirt....

there was something about her that attracted me but i don't know what it was...... i walked towards her...... oh god...... what a girl, i thought to myself........... i stared into her beautiful eyes.... i was speechless..... that was the very moment i decided to spend my entire life with this beautiful angel........ she was mesmerising......... i love you...... that was the only word playing on my mind when i saw her......

i must be crazy, i thought to myself.......... yes, i am madly in love with this girl......... i don't even know her name but i am already in love with her.......... wow..... what a feeling.........

hi.....my name shanti...... i was shocked... she is talking to me.... i did not know what to do.......
ah... hi.... my name is arun..... huhuhuhu....... what is happening to me....... oh gosh......
have a seat...... she told me....... i sat down in front of her....

shanti.... can i tell you something........... you're the most beautiful person i have seen in my entire life...... she smiled..... i could sacrifice everything in life just to see her smile........ shanti..... i have fallen in love with you.......

she was startled....... in love with me......... you barely know anything about me, how could you just fall in love with me...... i don't know shanti...... i just love you so much...... i am sorry arun.....
i don't feel its right......... we need to know each other well before falling in love...... i am really sorry......

ok...ok... ok.... shanti, we can get to know each other and then you can give me your answer.......
i have already made my mind...... you are the one i love......shanti..... i don't know what else to do shanti.......

4 months.........from today arun...... we will see after that...... ok shanti, we will see..... oh arun.... it is getting late..... take care...... i need to go......see you soon..... shanti....... i love you with all my heart...........

hmmmmm.......... bye arun.......