They say opposites attract and like poles repel?
Is it always the case?
What happens when fire clashes with fire?
What happens when destiny brings two souls who can only rage and don't know anything apart from anger?
RECAP: Raghav and Pallavi annadaan in the remembrance of his father and her mother respectively.
It was another morning and Raghav just got down his Mercedes and as he padded his way through the staircase of the entrance of Emerald, he saw a slender figure clad in black saree in loose pony with a small frown on her face getting frustrated about something. He wanted to help her out, he didn't have the guts to approach her and talk to her but he walked towards her.
Pallavi
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As she clicked her tongue and sighed in irritation, she saw him standing beside her. He was not having this strict and intimidating face nor his gaze which tries to scare people off, his face was way calm and his eyes were quite concerned for her.
P: aapko kuch chahiye?
R: aapko kuch chahiye?
P: sorry?
R: You look like you are waiting for some pick up, but if you don't mind, I can drop you off if it's too urgent.
Pallavi thought for a while, Amrutha has taken their car to meet a client and the cabs are canceling on her back to back and she needs to reach the blood bank as soon as possible so she hesitantly agreed.
Soon, Raghav was driving them towards the blood bank, it's not even been a week since she gave blood to his mother.
R: If you don't mind, can I ask, why to blood bank?
P: A leukemia patient is in need of blood for a blood transfusion aur mera group is a little rare
R: But will they take yours? I mean, it's just been a week. I suppose that you gave blood to amma?
P: if it's really urgent and they don't find any other donors, I should give.
R: okay...
And there was utter silence in the car when Raghav saw Lungi wala Raghav in the passenger seat through the rear mirror as his eyes went wide. He was sitting with a stupid smile on his face and his palm under his chin looking at Pallavi.
As if it wasn't enough, he scooted forward and he adjusted the rear view mirror in such a way that he could see Pallavi's eyes and Raghav gestured "what the hell are you doing?" with his hand as his eyes widen, nose flares and his jaw clenches.
LR: kya? Ghoor kya raha hai? Maine last time hi bola tha ki main usse pyaar karta hu! Tu andha hai toh main kya karu?
Raghav exhales in helplessness, he can't even talk to him as Pallavi was beside him. The car came to a halt, when he couldn't help but look at her in adoration, she is a classic example of simplicity. His eyes traveled from her toes to her saree pleats to her hands, to her upper body to her slender neck and her face, her black saree and her orange blouse contrasting to her porcelain complexion and her nose ring and her eyes.
LR: kya aankhein hai yaar (looking at the mirror image of her)
He then looked at her keenly, the mid morning sunlight beamed into the window of the car and those hazel eyes glowing in a golden honey color with specks of chocolate brown in them, her eyes lined in kohl and her hair funk disturbing and dancing over her eyes as the breeze was caressing her face. A soft smile formed on her lips and she shut her eyes in peace.
