Token of love

Tick,tick,tick her signature doesn't end without leaving a "Good" remark in my notebook.A little note, would make our day.It feels like an achievement, those days.

Introducing my math teacher, Ms.Shailaja who is extremely loving & beautiful and I personally love her.Probably one of these reasons why I started loving math from then.

I could still remember when I first saw her, it was a love at first sight for me.When you don't have crush on a teacher during school days, I must say you haven't had a great life.Little did I know was that, the competition I had to face to get her attention.The entire class was behind her.This time luck was by myside my application was accepted and she choose me from the rest.I was called 'her favourite' as we connected.As a symbol of our love she would express her feelings with a 'Good' in my notebook and I would return it with a pink rose every single day.In a relationship, giving what your partner loves the most, is the key to make it long-lasting and I knew it ,she absolutely love pink roses.Isn't that a smart move.! Everything was going great until one day when I lost my token of love , I mean the book filled with lots of 'good' remarks.Anything goes well should have a twist to it, probably this is it for me. Meanwhile, I'm  worried about the remarks she wouldn't give, if I had to re-write everything once again.

Will I be able to get the same number of  'good' remarks like before?

Will she express the same amount of love like before? Most importantly, Will she shift her focus to an other child giving our token of love in their notebooks?

I was immersed in such thoughts, instead of searching for a book which is required to clear an exmaniation, a few days away.And now I understood why people are blind in love.Nothing seems important other than moments like these. I was worried what would be her reaction if she gets to know.Meanwhile my friends were happy.Nevertheless this is what they are longing for. Next day when she asked me to open the book,I had to admit, that I lost the most valuable thing she has given me.She asked me to meet her after the class.I am done.I almost knew what was bound to happen. It was a moment of anxiety. The next few moments were the least I could expect for. She has given the assurance that she will make it up for me and started writing notes in a new notebook.For a moment I was happy because of the fact that ,I don't have to write it by myself but still I was not satisfied because of the reason that,she won't be able to give as many remarks as compared to the pevious one.

Then, it was a moment of innocence but now it is a moment of importance. These days when I see people feeling low for reasons say, for not showing up on their birthdays , for not putting up a story on instagram, for not admitting their relationship status publicly, for not liking an instagram post, for not complimenting a dress that they are wearing , for not remembering their favourite colour etc etc.. the never ending list.Like seriously, this is what you guys really care for?

What really matters is the amount of love and the effort that  they are putting in,to show it up when actually required, I mean to pop out really fast when in need, shows it all. And we don't realize it until, a moment is lost.Instead of being dissatisfied, I should have been happy because of the fact that, the amount of love she had for me,which made her to do my work when I actually need it the most.This is it. 

Often, people talk about the Importance, Management, Understanding and even Consequences of Love but none talks about the requirements.

So, I thought to myself why not say it in a way which none could ever say.!