Eyes don't lie

Painted Hearts

Holi function in college:-

The hostel courtyard buzzed with laughter and the vibrant colors of Holi. Khwahish felt a rush of excitement as she noticed Armaan's warm laughter and the way he carried himself with effortless charm. 

His white shirt stood out like a beacon amidst the sea of colors, adding an aura of elegance to his presence,their hearts fluttering with anticipation.

 Khwahish couldn't help but admire how Armaan's shirt perfectly complemented his cheerful demeanor. She was drawn to every part of him.

Khwahish: (excitedly) This is going to be my first Holi in the hostel, and I'm so thrilled about it!

Ridanshi: (smiling) Yes, it's going to be a lot of fun. Look, there's Armaan bhai and Adwait sir.

Khwahish: (locking eyes with Armaan) There's something different in his gaze today, don't you think?

Ridanshi: (teasingly) Oh, I see. You're waiting to color him first, aren't you?

Khwahish: (blushing) Well, I... maybe. But let's not jump to conclusions.

Khwahish and Ridanshi approached Armaan and Adwait with beaming smiles..

Armaan: (playfully) Waiting for you to color me, huh?

Khwahish: (smirking) Oh, you bet! Just wait and watch.

Armaan: (closing his eyes) Alright, I'm all yours.

(her heart skipped a beat )

Khwahish: (gently applying the pink-colored powder on his cheek) There you go. Happy Holi, mr. mysterious

Armaan: (smiling with a mix of emotions) Thank you, mss. ahuja.. It means a lot.

Friends: (calling Khwahish) Hey, come join us! Let's make this Holi unforgettable.

Khwahish: (joining her friends) I'll be right there! Let's have a blast!

Throughout the festivities, Khwahish couldn't help stealing glances at Armaan, their little secret moment lingering in her mind. She knew there was something unspoken between them, something that went beyond the colors of Holi. But for now, she decided to cherish those stolen glances and keep her emotions hidden, savoring the magic of the celebration with her friends.

Khwahish: (surprised) Hello, sir! Is everything alright?

Armaan:Come to the library side. I'm waiting for you.

Khwahish's heart skipped a beat as she heard his voice. There was something in his tone that filled her with anticipation. She quickly made her way to the library, her mind racing with thoughts of what Armaan might have in store for her.

As she reached the library, Khwahish couldn't help but notice the mischievous glint in Armaan's eyes. He held a handful of vibrant red colors, a playful smile dancing on his lips.

Khwahish(teased): I heard that there will be news in tomorrow's newspaper about us being seen together again. People might think we are in a relationship. Aren't you afraid now..sir?

Armaan (chuckled): Let them think whatever they want. 

Khwahish: (teasingly) Oh, so you decided to color me after all, sir?

Armaan: (playfully) How could I not? You thought I would miss the chance? And as for the color, I chose red for a reason.

Khwahish's heart fluttered at his words, her curiosity piqued. She couldn't help but lean in the wall behind her , eager to hear his explanation.

Khwahish: (curiously) Why red, sir?