i'm in love with her since we met for the first time in muktab...then love started growing in my mind and it took almost 7 years to express my love....... she refused to love me and it shocked me a lot and couldn't concentrate on any thing except her but i never gave up. and convinced her to love me....... i craved for watching her face but hardly that happened because she used to wear borka and hizab.then i requested her to give me photo of her which i had to achieve by shading blood from body......anyway we continued for two two years through thick and thin before she was beaten to forget me and confined to her house......i was bitterly chided by family and we were separated by the society, family,friends..... and kept rolling on i had to move to dhaka for my study she remained in the village and one day i heard the shocking news of her marriage but she never told me anything about it and i was hurt badly and couldn't cut a good figure in the exam(it happened during my H,s,c examination )since then we never met.....but i still love her nobody could take over her position in my heart....many girls visited my heart but none could efface her from the core of my heart........i'm still confused whether she loved me or not the verdict is on your hands .please tell me what would u call it love or anything else.....mine was love surely but what about her love or just a kind of game?????????/