Love In Conflict Part-1

Love All, trust a few, Do Wrong to None.

There are million of love phrases available and if you put all together, Trust me we will still be never able to define its depth, extremity, longing and ought. Though the utterance of this word is directly proportional to the romantic behaviour of your Soul. So i would better not try to explain its grand consciousness, innervation, excitability and So on and on.

My story for today will have two shades , both pretty different but they have a connection with each other. I am trying to highlight both and lets see do they really connect?

There was a Girl in her early twenties , Yes! Breathtakingly beautiful. Let me make it a little easy for you. She was a peaceful soul, with her eyes full of Bedazzlement, her lips were tender, her hair were symmetrically alluring, her voice has artistry, her hands were adorable. She was a magnificent Creation of Lord. Innocence would resonate from smile. She went to a place called Dalgate with her father. Her Father was on official trip working as an employee with United Nation development Programme. They booked a houseboat which is the local speciality of Kashmir, House made up of wood on the water and these house boats attract a huge number of tourists too.

The next Morning, Weather was at its best, Sun shining,birds chirping, and the Dal lake was it's natural best. Father decided to take her Daughter for a walk to market. In order to reach the main road, they hired a shikara which is a decorated boat that carries people living in houseboats to the nearby existing road. The Shikara took them to the nearby road and the father took a little jump to the nearby concrete block and her daughter couldn't jump and She looked a little nervous, Her Father thought she had jumped over and didn't mind looking back. The girl looked bemused and couldn't figure out, What to do? In all this Mayhem her soft adorable hands were caught by other hand and in the blink of an eye, she jumped over and looked petrified too! Gasping for breath, heart beats thumping her chest, she desperately looked at the one who caught her hand.The boy who owned this Shikara had held her hand and weared a smile and this girl finally had her first innocent and beautiful smile on her face.
The moment I wish could have been locked forever.

The introduction of the boy will be in the next part, I hope you will hang on to this amazing story.

Do give your feedback, I am not a professional writer, I just write from my perspective, this is my first story here and I hope I will keep you excited for this.

The further story will be out soon.

The content is written by me and all the photos are my work.