The Beautiful Princess
The Beautiful Princess2 mins 354 2 mins 354
Fayyaz was thinking about Nimra again. Nimra was a sweet girl with beautiful hairs and cute eyes.
Fayyaz walked over to the window and reflected on the trees surroundings. He had always loved benchs Park and greenery. It was a place that encouraged his tendency to feel happy every time.
Then he saw something in the distance, or rather someone. It was the shadow of Nimra and then he saw her. He wanna talk to her and Nimra also want to express her feelings for him .
Fayyaz gulped. He glanced at his own reflection. He was a beautiful, handsome boy with shiny hair and ample eyes. His friends saw him as an anxious, alive Angel. Once, he had even helped a wandering Baby bird recovery from a flying accident. He was a soft-hearted boy with a pure soul.
He was nor beautiful neither rich but he truly loves her and wants to marry her. And She also needs a good life partner.
The rain hammered like singing birds, making Fayyaz lonely. Fayyaz grabbed a stripy guitar that had been strewn nearby; he massaged it with his fingers.
As Fayyaz stepped outside and Nimra came closer, he could see the love for him in her eyes.
After all finally She said, in hushed tones, "I love you so much and I want to marry with you ."
Fayyaz looked back, even more lonely and still fingering the stripy guitar. "Nimra, I Love You too," he replied.
They looked at each other with afraid feelings, like two cool, chilly cats smiling at a very helpful Birthday Party, which had flute music playing in the background and few girls and boys were dancing at that music.
Fayyaz regarded Nimra's shiny hair and beautiful eyes. "I feel the same way!" revealed Fayyaz with a delighted grin.
Nimra looked shocked, her emotions blushing like a beautiful, breezy rain.
Then Nimra came inside for a coffee with him and from there a cute relationship started.