AN INCOMPLETE STORY A sweet cute and innocent face of hers,made my thinking blur It took a long time to find its reason, Bt i was determined to know whether it was any season. At last i knew it finally it was her mother who was asleep, And somewhere her nature that makes me weep. I acted like clown to make her smile atleast for a while, Then a beautiful smile tht would appear on her face, made my particular moment best in that case. In school when classes used to run , my staring at that girl's face beguns. Everyday it had became my daily job which i never wanted to loose till my life lasts. Every morning at the time of tusion classes, waiting for her, my eyes used to gaze at buses which passes . And there in between classes my teacher used to caught me, thinking as if i was looking here and there , bt how could i tell him that i was looking at my "dear". This became daily routine of mine till ends my school life, bt now it has just became a memorable memory So,...its called an "Incomplete Story".! AN INCOMPLETE STORY
