I pass my SSC exam . Now I admit in my village's college . I'm a simple girl . I'm coming to a middle class family . i can't be do that what i'm loving . I go to my collage everyday. I'm a regular student. One day i was seen a handsome guy . I had a dream when I was in eighth grade. I know it's ridiculous to hear but it's true, I saw that, whether it's my boyfriend or my husband ..?! The first letter of his name will be J. I never told anyone about this dream. Because I knew it was ridiculous that anyone would laugh at my dream so I never told anyone. And not only that, I also saw that the man will be much taller than me, he will have sesame seeds under his lips, he will also have sesame seeds on his lips. The eyes are very beautiful, the face is round in color. I saw this in a dream.
On my first day in college, I was amazed to see him. How can a man match so many dreams. I still wonder how there can be so many similarities. From then on, I kept looking at him, whenever I look at him, I just want to look at him.
We were both in the same class. The two never talked, but some of us would get along even if we made a mistake. We both used to come to college every day, we used to take classes properly. I knew his name, Jaan. He also knew my name, name Sammi. No one could pronounce my name correctly, not even Jaan. Everyone was making fun of me, laughing and joking. I used to be very angry at first, then gradually with time I also adapted myself to them, now I am not angry with their words anymore. We both used to sit at the front table every day. Our style was the same. We wore shoes , watches, college batches, college dresses to college every day. Jaan was in the humanities, I was in the sciences.
We never missed a class. Despite having so many similarities,,,,,,,, we never talked to each other about why we know each other.
All the students of the college used to talk to each other. I also used to talk to two boys, sometimes with one, about studies, moreover, I didn't talk to any boys, I didn't talk to girls, but sometimes I did. One day when the teacher came to class he left his pen in the office and I gave the marker pen I had to Sir. Sir, when I was finishing the class, I was busy reading a book. So I told a boy in the second row next to me to take my pen from Sir. Then I went to my science class without taking the pen. Then I came to the end of the class and asked the boy to give me my pen. He said that I did not have the pen. Then I said ,,, who took ..? My pen, then the boy said, the pen is with Jaan .