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First Love

Updated: Jul 5, 2025

By Rohith Somisetty





People around the world come across and experience situations and people in infinite different ways. Every person has a story in which he/she plays the main protagonist. This is the story of a madman, a man who is madly in love, a man willing to be the greatest antagonist to make sure his love lives her best.



He realized what his world was the moment he saw her. A series of visuals played in his mind - garden of blooming flowers spreading fragrances of love, care and affection, sounds of harmony being poured into the ears as sweet as the purest nectars drawn from the most beautiful of blossoms, a light so bright yet soft even the sunflowers eagerly wanting for the sun surrendered to her divinity. Her arrival made his universe jealous for she is his universe now. A bunch of happiness filled his heart and a pinch of fear struck his brain, he was scared if he deserved her, scared if he could take care of his precious, little and fragile princess. His breath trembled and his body shook for he held her finger for the first time, bent a little forward, kissed her on the forehead and whispered in her ears that she remembered forever. The resting madman now sees the girl setting beside him, revisiting the visuals down the memory lane, but surprised he was as he was expecting to dig deeper to find them only to realize that is how he saw her everytime through all the years. Worried he was if he fulfilled all he whispered in her ears. She now bent towards him, held his finger, kissed him on the forehead and whispered in his ears “Father, you have taken care of me, loved me, respected me and turned your precious, little and fragile princess into the queen you always wanted her to be.”. Tears streamed down both his eyes, a wide smile lightened up his face and a million candles lit his eyes for he can now rest.



By Rohith Somisetty




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