She has a day trip to Pune for an important work.
He is more interested in a chance to bat in the gully cricket match
She asks him for directions of an address.
They end up together for the day as they walk around Pune together, having fun, talking...
The number of passengers at the station was large. At the Pune Station, it was a typical day. Morning at 7.30. All the coolies and other vendors were prepared for the day's work and were racing around. It was 7.35am, and soon the renowned Pune-Mumbai-Pune "Deccan Express" -filled with passengers from all walks of life and regions of Mumbai-would arrive at the station. Of course, there were also passengers from the other towns the train passed through on its way to Pune.
However, there was one woman in her mid-twenties holding a sling purse while wearing a red top and a blue long skirt. This being her first and only (according to her) solo journey to this other Megacity of Maharashtra, she took a cautious look about letting out a big sigh as she prepared for the "meet."
She bought a glass of lime juice, and guzzled it. After giving the vendor her money, she pulled out a piece of crumpled paper and read the address on it.
"Hridayamardam" the apartments, she had to be there quickly, as she had to go back Mumbai ASAP. Hell, she couldn't even say it correctly.
She exited the station, and a man assisted her and told the rickshaw driver where she needed to go ("Hridayamardam").
The trip thus begins.
The rickshaw arrived at the centre of the city, far from the Station. She enquired of numerous individuals along the road for directions to the address. Who calmly gave the instructions 'take left...go ahead take second right' what not..."What kind of a place is this?!😠" she mentally yelled.
His POV
"Be careful! I am going to make a lot of runs today."😆
I ruffled the sleeve of my hoodie with my hand, the back of which was embossed with a large flower.
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I struck the ball with my bat firmly after the bowler throws it. Two fielders sprint to grab the ball as it flies... Oh no, I'm gone! But as they crash and begin to argue, the ball falls to the ground next to them. I start sprinting hysterically. My group cheering for me.
These two fielders are still bickering despite the four runs I made.
I dance around in glee.
"Oi, let's start bowling and stop bickering."
The bowler gets ready to bowl.
Her POV
Surprisingly, the rick driver followed the instructions and took me to that location. The metre was now indicating a significant amount. Cricket was being played in the middle of the street by a bunch of boys. I got off from the rickshaw there, because I was already close to the building.
It won't be that difficult, right? "How hard will it be to find a building, hri-daya-mar...uff whatever?" I strolled over to where the boys were playing cricket.
This is not the place to play cricket, so I went to that boy who was on strike and ready to bat. Who cares if I am interfering with their "game," right?
I say, "Excuse me," to the boy and then realize that I was mistaken.
His POV
I enquire as to how much needed to win.
One ball, two runs, they yell.
Is that it? You guys don't need to worry; we have already won.
The team tells me to "carefully... unwind."
As I prepared to swing, I lightly struck the ground with the bat. A rickshaw stops behind us, which I hear.
They'll wait a little while, so I don't care. The ball is thrown by the bowler.
I am about to hit the ball at this precise moment.
"Excuse me," I turn around to the person who called me and the ball strikes the stumps, I am out for a clean bowl.
