I never meet a Nice Guy... But..On that Day ...One manly but little soft voice called me.."hey! Is there any lecture will happen". I saw him, with a cunning eyes,.. and told..'yes'. He seemed to me very generous. Other girls started to notice him as one of the most handsome boy in our class... But for me he was just a classmate initially... I don't know, when and how we became good friends. I used to give him my classnotes .. and He used to tease me as one of the most ugly girl of his life in liue of that. May be he was right... But deep inside me something started to broken down. By the time I came to know that he is "Casanova type guy" just not at all affordable by me. But still he was very protective for me. May be he was drunkard, casanova... But Today he is still my Friend. Once he asked looking my eyes, do you love me? I said yes...Platonic love, which you will never able to understand. You know!Time flies very fast... He got married to a nice lady and has a cute child. And still we are good friends. Why? I really don't know, what makes me to care about him. I really never met any Nice Guy,trust me, he was not at all a nice guy in college ... But still...!!! #Collab and write a short story in two to three paragraphs titled #niceguy #YourQuoteAndMine Collaborating with YourQuote Baba
