Frog & Pumpkin | Short Story | Part 3

What would he reply? She wasn't sure if her joke was something that could possibly bring smile on his face but yes she did want to see that. 

“You frog….I don’t know swimming” He replied with an emoticon of broad smile. 

May be he would haven’t smiled that hard on her feeble words anyways her heart skipped a beat and she was in utter confusion what to reply. And then she did just 

“Ok” with another broad smile. 

They never wondered how they met; how they became friends and how it would end…

That’s how it goes, that’s what life is…gives you surprises and make you meet strangers but all of it has a hidden purpose because

“Everything Happens For a Reason”

She was so used to call him Pumpkin and slowly that word became something special and something close to her heart. She was unknown about her feelings and never knew she could fall in love.

Later Facebook, for them, seemed to be an uncomfortable medium to move further and then the only way was to dial.

You know this was kind of a blind game. A hidden guy other side and a girl who doesn’t even know where hard life is taking her and a bond in between that was getting tighter with the knot. 

But still a trust was born. A trust that she trusted with all her heart…    

She took her phone and started typing words in excitement but blank minded. 

“Hey Frog here” She smiled and send the text.

A few minutes later her phone vibrated

“Hy… wassup?”

“Nothing special just roaming in the balcony”

And so on… the talk went further; to calls too.

They became closer and the air around them started changing. They talked about anything and everything…  He was frank, I’m mean too frank.

He believed himself to be a bad guy and she always replied “You are perfect” and that was not a lie.

There are many who are too bad and pretend to be perfect. But even if he said he was bad with his ways, he never pretended to be perfect; he never showed off. That’s why she again quotes 

“Pumpkin…you are perfect and that’s what a girl wants”

And one night he left a message asking… “Why can’t we be in a relation?”

She replied with a blush “why do you want us to be in relation?” 

“We’ll do crazy stuffs and why do you care me like this?”

She knew he was high in his weed. But she was really happy hearing that.

“I care everyone who cares me” there was nothing else she could think of and nothing else she could reply. Because she also was in thoughts ‘why am I caring so?’

“Really...Ok” he simply just cut there.

“Oh! Come on… tell me more… do you love me?” her heart was knocking her breath. But her brain was stopping her “No…it’s just a fascination…come down to earth”

Then they never turned back to that and again few more days went just like BEST FRIENDS until another night he made a call and that twisted her like in heaven or hell.

“Hello…” she picked up and started.

“Hello….” After a slight breathe… “I’m at my friend’s home…”

With a warm throat he said “I miss u”

And why was her lips moving and it tending to say “I miss u too”… Yes she did say that.

“I miss u too pumpkin” she said with a smile.

“When are we meeting?” he was kind of so curious to see her.

“I don’t know” she knew it wasn’t that easily possible to meet him.

They talked quit well and when he was about to cut the call he said it 

“I LOVE YOU” and followed with a kiss.

AWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW ^_^

To be continued …..

Frog & Pumpkin | Short Story | Part 2

Her intention was to just say a ‘Hey’ and then leave it all back as if every other person pokes her is just a stranger who talks well with a smile. She believed, him, the Pumpkin was just a stranger who treated her well with his pretty talks. 

There is a way of falling in love or friendship. Both are commitments. They seem to have mutual understanding and the beginning is always as a ‘Friend’.  How about a Very strange ‘BEST FRIEND’?

                                      

“Hy” Pumpkin is always at time.

“Hello…how are you?” Frog asked, well she knew he said it was all good that morning. Still a beautiful evening again with him and she wanted to know how he was feeling.

“Good…and you?” 

She was more comfortable with him now, than the starting of their chatting days.  She knew what she should ask and she already knew what his answers will be.

“Wassup?” she just wants to be in ease.

“With friends” he replied.

“Ok enjoy” Ah… now the curve of smile on her face was a bit bright less.

The very next moment he sent a picture of him sitting on a tall wall of a pond and posing just his legs in the frame. She didn’t know what was so special about that but her lost smile and blush was again on. 

“Ey...Don’t jump… we can sit and solve everything” Yeah that was a JOKE!

She saw 

“….is typing….”

And then her eyes were so eager.

To be continued…. 

~Uma~

N:B : The characters are not fictitious but the story is totally a creation of fiction. :)  No offense :)

Frog & Pumpkin | Short Story | Part 1

Wow! That was a wonderful evening.

But she has to come back home and that’s what she hated. When she walked down the stairs of her college she was day dreaming about the next day she could possibly come and jungle with her weird friends whom she thinks to be the best but they don’t. It’s just because they are too young and she was considered to be the matured among those girly; she was filtered out.

That day she must have shattered for her beloved just left her insanely for asking something she called ‘Freedom’  and he believed her to be his ‘Slave’, which I guess he’s never so mean and she still loves him a lot.

Now what do you do when your free? I don’t know how many, because it’s impossible to count down but ‘facebook’ the only option is. She was just scrolling down and down and down and found a page. A talented page, the post was unique, she don’t know why but for no reason she commented. It moved to the chat box.

“Hey frog” he began

“Frog!” she exclaimed.

“When I adore someone so much I call them Frog” He replied.

She blushed. But said “Ok”

You know what’s the problem is? A girl can easily fall for someone who adores her. But here this girl was from another planet she said “Your head looks like Pumpkin”. Toingg!

That was all the beginning…

Story continues…

~Uma~

N:B : The characters are not fictitious but the story is totally a creation of fiction. :)  No offense :)

Thank God, for what you have.

The boy was sad and his eyes were filled. He was walking through a hot and stony path. Each steps reminded him his old and ugly shelter, his dirty half clothes, his father , who always comes home drunk and his mother who gets bitten by the alcoholic. All these things were his routine nightmares and he made habit of them. But walking through the filthy way, he wished  " if my god had given me at least a pair of shoes". He felt sad that his god has given him nothing but a useless life. He walked more, left the street. Suddenly, shocking to his eyes, he saw a man leaning his hands against the floor to cross the road. The boy ran to him and helped. He noticed, the man had no legs but he had a beautiful smile on his face. 

"I complained that I had no shoes, then I saw a man with no legs" the boy thought.

                             (My Short story,  inspired from a quote)

                ( Photo : Nick Vujici, the most inspiring person in life )

( UMA )

Listen, he's talking to you

Naina was desperately searching for someone. She was running through the college corridors. She collided with everyone. Finally she reached a classroom where Jay was waiting for her.

                                Naina walked towards him and asked " Do you love me?. Jay replied a smile. Naina continued " Are you mad Jay? How could you!! I mean, how could you take such a decision??

Jay interrupted  " Naina .." and she stopped. " Come closer & Listen. When you don't have an answer for your questions, just close your eyes and keep your hand on your heart. Feel the beats. Listen to him. Either he will give you a positive answer or a negative. But for sure there will be an answer. Naina ... that's what I did. I heard my heart, he made the decision." 

"Heart has its own language. Just have to listen him"