Orange and not red for my Valentine ????

Disclaimer : Again a romantic story with work of fiction.

I got a rose 2 days before valentine’s, but I never thought about this before.
I took the rose not bothering at all why he was giving me one..but then I like roses..I don’t remember..if I ever cared who gave me one..I was only concerned on having them
But it seemed he was saying something…but I was so happy to see the fresh orange roses..that I never heard what he said…                               

Yes they were small & big fresh orange ones and not the red ones one give for each occasion…
White for peace…Red for love ….Yellow for friendship…what does a Orange signify then ???
May be that’s why I really wanted to know why someone gave me those roses…I thought I should call this guy and thank him well for giving me those beautiful orange roses …I don’t remember if I really thanked him then
But before I called up, I got a call from him …asking me how I felt about the orange roses…I took full advantage of the chance I got and thanked him well enough and tried hearing what he wanted to say this time (only because even I wanted to hear this time )
He quickly called for a coffee at Cafe coffee day after college ….This was the first time even when I was looking forward for meeting this guy !!
And I didn’t know the reason..??? Was his orange roses making me do this
I don’t know…but I was nervous..but why ..I had known this guy for a long time… and why was this meeting so important to me now..that I wanted to be perfect. …oh these orange roses seemed to had some magic….
It was one day before valentine’s day …and here I was with this guy at Cafe coffee day …I was late…. and he was waiting for me
I was conscious for the first time in my life and he seemed to notice that and so he tried to keep me at ease…
We talked about every bit of news (which we can any time get from any newspapers ) …but still that changed the enviornment around me
I seemed to like this guy…..but still I wanted to ask him….why he chose to give me orange roses…but I never got a chance..But really those orange roses had done some jadoo on me….I was listening all the time and not talking..which never happens
Finally, our coffee mugs were empty and it was time for us to move ….he offered to give me a ride to my place and I immediately accepted it..
When we reached my destination….he told me he was flying tonight to delhi.I knew somewhere I was upset….but why…I never really ever tried to think what others felt for me..I tried to be normal and wished him Valentine’s day in advance and a safe journey….but all this time…some unknown feelings were coming up and were telling me to stop him from going tomorrow.
I quickly went back home..not because I wanted ..but because I wanted to see him off…from my window..I looked at him ..hiding myself in between the curtains …oh no he is going… should I stop him…but why should I ??
I looked at the orange roses..they still looked fresh…I had neatly kept them in a flower pot with a little water in it..to keep them fresh…
Are you doing all this with me??….I felt like asking the orange flowers which kept looking at me …

Tomorrow was a big day in college…As usual I would get a lot of red roses…and also would give away a lot of them to my friends …
But I was not able to sleep. I kept thinking about this guy.I knew him from so long…he used to stay in our colony..but we were never friends…but we used to meet eachother in some or the other occasions..and I always shared just a hi hello.
He shifted to delhi along with his parents sometime back..which I never knew.But I remember I had asked someone about his disappearance..He had come here for some work and was returning back.Oh no, I even didn’t take his email id..I really felt bad about this
I overslept and got up at 9.00..but my college classes was at 10…so I quickly started getting ready forgetting everything what I had been thinking off.
I reached college intime…met the same friends..same day…same roses…
Finally I was happy the day ended and started off for my home…Someone called me up….and I was in no mood to take any more of Valentine’s day celebration…I looked back to see him walk upto me with a bunch of orange roses..I was happy as well as surprised to see him…what was he doing here why didn’t he go…and why is he back with one more bunch of orange roses….
He quickly wished me…and gave me the roses….but this time I wanted to hear what he wanted to say….
“I know you want to know..why I am here …because I love you and had been loving all these years but I never had the courage to come up to you and express my feelings ..I always tried to be with you..but it seemed you never noticed me ..but today I couldn’t go without telling you ..what I feel for you..and I know one expects Red roses on a Valentine in place of Orange …well according to me Orange signifies friendship & love and for me both your friendship & love is precious and important. I don’t want to lose either of them.
Slowly he said “Would you be my Valentine ?”
I didn’t know if I heard properly..because I was waiting for him to tell this and I shouted with joy  “Yes…Yes“

                                      
                              Happy Valentine’s Day!!!

Explore posts in the same categories: Kya yahi pyaar hai