It was one of my first days after COVID to my new post grad college, Acbr (University of Delhi). Classes in hybrid mode were interesting but my all attention was on this girl on whom I had a crush just by looking at her hair from the back of the class and interestingly from the orientation day she was also showing interest and talking to me with all of her attention, which was my understanding later I realised.
But it was quite long we have been in talking terms and it was my bday so I was expecting a special effort from her but later I realised that she was just having fun in my company and try to move on from a guy who she can't date.
She made my start quite not so happy but guess what my bsc friends were on their way to celebrate it like a full blown hard party n give me all the attention that I deserve, so after the class we were just about to leave and standing in our recently formed groups but suddenly a voice came from behind" hey, we are twining" and I turned around. She was wearing a white top and a black jeans, matching with my black shirt and white pants but I am not so easy to get so I responded subtly and said yaa, Hi! And noticed these two girls which came in pair, the more cheeky n cheerful one which wasn't my type and with her was standing more beautiful looking, a little more conserved shy girl, on whom my eyes halted to notice for less than a min and giving up quickly as that girl from the orientation day resided in my heart.
I have a knack of reading people's action and that twining girl gave that look ki she wants to be friends with me, thought she wasn't looking that much attractive to me but something in her eyes n the look she gave me holded an emotion, maybe as usual it was my common habit to keep people around me who airs my narcissism and makes me feel attractive.
Whatever it was, that meeting was just limited to an intro but I didn't know, this 22.2.22 which seemed dead for me in terms of love wrote a new beginnings of a great story later.
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"kak moya" - You belong to her and she feels "Like mine".
RomantizmThey say, when it's incomplete, it becomes a love story, I don't want to believe it this time, I fall for things that aren't meant for me and it's normal and healthy to leave them/that, but if I leave her, I will lose and with this I will lose my ha...
