We were walking towards new road gate or to be precise towards RNAC tempo stand. Small talks on the way made you love even more. You insisted on going home, but I wanted you to spend some more time with me. I didn’t care if we were being watched. I wanted you to be near me for a little moment. What made you react in a spur of a moment, only you would have known, but you surprised me when you got on the waiting tempoo. I waited there hoping you would come out and at least stay with me for five minutes until next tempoo enroute would leave. I didn’t expect you to jump out hug me/ kiss me but I expected you to step out and stand with me for some time – a little moment for me to cherish. That would have meant a world to me, a proof that I can trust you to be trusted in return. I stood still and watched you disappear as the tempoo started moving. I know I didn’t shout nor cry, but I can feel the expressions creeping on my face, they certainly were not of joy. I walked up the stairs of the overhead crossing and followed until the tempoo was visible to my naked eyes. How I wished, you would come out at various stops. I traced the moving tempoo pass mahankalsthan / birhospital then ratnapark. After that the tempoo dissolved in the mess of traffic from ratnapark to Jamal, leaving me bewildered and thinking.( I would have waited a longer had I known that you would come back - be it eternity.) My soul cried, it was so painful, I could hear it reverberate in my brains. Why did I love you so much, only to hurt myself. Never has it occurred to me once, that people can be so emotionally attached to the person who does not show the signs of emotion in return. I became a living proof as I watch it happen.
Shagged and tired I moved down the stairs and headed towards pipal bot where I had my bike parked.

It has been 5 years since this happened. You have moved on so did I. These little details still remind me of you and “salt water wails in my eyes”. Although it’s painful, I greet with open arms to re- live these moments in my dreams. I wish you all the best.

Bro it is so tragic :(

but why would you want your ex to jump out of that tempo.One time my girlfriend jumped out of tempo after i dropped her in rnac tempo so she could kiss me and broke her leg..

atit,
dude that is one of the most touching pieces i have read in sajha. i am sure people who went through similar ride in their lives can draw parallels from the context you narrated and boy all i can tell you is: you are not alone.

BRAVO...you moved on. way to go!...my best wishes to you.

reminded me of this eternal classic from elvis. ENJOY!

lala loote dawg..you can relate jasto cha
ok loote ,
arko love story jawos sajha ma...hahahaha

loote ko jastai tragic story rahecha atit ji ko

ya man, i can relate to you so much with that .
i am planning to write a story "Love in Bikram Tempo"(back then that was there )
releasing soon...this Christmas.

LOL ImI,
i cannot relate my stories to any love stories in tempo haha but i have heard of similar ones of my friends/colleagues..tyo bhanya ke. :D

let's hear yours. "Love amidst Vikram tempo ko Kalo moslo" may be a better title hahahaha...

the first time our eyes met, i was so much captivated...that she got disappeared in the kalo moslo that the tempo puffed off...hahaha.....all i could then see was a black face of a dracula that i still could not help falling for...that's how it all started hahahaha...i asked for her number...but the tempo roared as if i was hitting on his girl....hahahaha

jawos jawos..christmas best seller

Hahahaha...My story is going to be funnier than that ...All time hit of sajah..haha
but thanks for ideas..
man..i still owe one story ..i should find sometime to end my story about school ,been months..haha.

Anyways ,
Atit bro..please don't mind ...your life story has simplicity and innocence..

which is good in a way and funny in another.I am just looking at the funny part.

Mind garne ta kurai bhaya na ni.. sajha ma yesari sabai lai padhna bhane ra lekhya pacchi pratikriya ta aye halccha ni...

I'd glad you found it funny and also glad that loote ji posted song by elvis.. I'm enjoying my memories... Yes i would love to read your best sellers too.. I'll be waiting....

"Love in Bikram Tempo"
"Love amidst Vikram tempo ko Kalo moslo"

hahahah ImI and Loote you guys are funny. I wonder why that vehicle is named "Bikram Tempo".

atit :(

Am I invited to your birthday treat, I ask. After a small pause, I hear you say, you have invited couple of your best friends and your sister over to Nanglo’s at Basantpur. Those words of yours gave no hint. I kept pressing with the same question over and again. Am I invited? After another pause, I could hear your faint voice saying yes, you are invited meet you at 5. We had a brief conversation that ended with good-bye for the day. I did not know why but I hold on to the phone and kept smiling, thinking of the day I would celebrate your birthday with you. How wonderful, how special that made me, only I knew.
Even before your invitation, I had a birthday gift ready for you. Boys do not spend lot of time in the gift shop. I was accompanied by a friend who would help me select the best gift- the first gift, which would explain myself better. I bought two gifts having difficulty deciding one. My friend has a shop in new road, if I was not invited I would have asked you to visit his store - that was the plan.
I was the last to arrive. As my friend was sick I had to drop by his house at lazimpath, to collect the gifts that he guarded with his life. Upon arrival I noticed you started ordering momo’s and fries. By the time, I made it to the table came the eye turner -the sizzler, your sister’s order. Trying to debate myself whether or not to hand the presents over right then, I hold onto it for a little longer. As we rise to leave, I hold the present for you to accept. You were overjoyed, politely you say “thank you.” I could read your sisters mind by the way she was gazing at the gift. She wanted to tear open, see what’s inside but you hold onto it and insist you would rather open it alone. I looked at you, you looked at me our eyes transfixed, and we both smile.
Wishing you all the best, and Happy Birthday.

“I live for, the little moments, like this”

waaahhhww what a kodak moment click! click! click!
Hey Atit that's beautiful, keep going :)

Kodak!! i'll think of another moment.. and be back..