Today, I am going to share my some embarassing past when I was 11 years of old. It began when I was in standard 2 with less understanding of love , relationship and so on.The school I was studying in was under the control of My Maternal Uncle.After the dispersal some children used to stay there to play their evening games,and she was among one of them , but not going to mention her real name here suppose it is Rikki. Her charming look always used to fascinated me ,and I don't know how can a feeling of attraction trigger in me such a delicate age.We both became a good friends in no time ,and after some days of our friendship,One day when sitting in the ground with her under the shaddy coolness of pistachio tree I gathering my courage asked her ,"what is called love ,Rikki and how is it done" She with a girlish smile answered"what is done between a boy and girl is called love"and went to her house promptly. Within 3 to 4 weeks We don't know how we intensely got attracted to each other and as a result we had a physical relationship with each other for 2 days in a week.And then it was all over when I shifted from Ara to here in Patna.I don't feel any proud in telling this stuff, what hurts me is that how could I commit such a grave mistake. I know that We both were equally wrong but it still hurts me more and I wish I could meet her once again to confess to her 🥺 .I don't know where is she now and how she is but I always wish her to get all the happiness what a true, kind hearted, charming, and loving girl deserves .I still love her 😢and my dear... Rikki (Anonymous)💞 But whenever this scene comes into my mind I get lost in a gloomy shadow of sadness and regret 😞
© Amit