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 Maharashtra megacity, so she took a cautious look about. She let out a big sigh as she prepared for the "meet."
She bought a glass of lime juice, which she gulped down, thirsty. 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.
Therickshaw arrived at the centre of the city, far from the Station. She enquiredof numerous individuals along the road for directions to the address. Whocalmly gave the instructions 'take left...go ahead take second right' whatnot..."yeh kya jagah hai?!" she mentally yelled.
His pov
I shrug my hand, trying to correct the sleeve of my hoodie, with a big flower on it at the back.
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Aaj toh main itne run banana wala hoon na ke bas. Bowler ne ball daali and I hit that ball hard with my bat. Two fielders run to catch the ball mid air..oh shit hogaya...but dono ek dusre ko takrate hain and jhagdne lagte hain and ball unke baaju mei girjatii hai. And I start running like crazy.my team cheering for me.
Maine 4 run banaliye aur woh dono abhi bhi behas karne mei lage hain.
I do a happy dance
"Oye jhagad kya rahe ho chal ball daal"
The bowler prepares for bowling.
Her pov
Miraculously the rick driver understood the directions given and drove me to that locality. The meter was already showing a huge amount now. A group of boys was playing cricket right in the middle of the street.So I get down the rickshaw there...as it is I was in the locality of that building
"how hard will it be to find a building hri-daya-mar...uff whatever...phir bhi kitna mushkil hoga" I walked to that group of boys playing cricket.
I went to that boy who was on strike in postion to bat..but then, kisko padi hai isi ko puchti hoon...waise bhi galli ke beecho beech cricket khel rahe hain idiots.
Main uss ladke ko bulati hoo "excuse me" and oopps I didn't notice that.
His pov
Main apni team se puchta hoon kitna baaki hai
"1 ball 2 runs" they shout
Bas itna hi ...koi nai ...jeet gaye bhai jeet gaye.
"araamse relax" the team says to him
I hit the bat lightly on the ground in position to bat. I hear a rickshaw stop behind us.
