Pranjal patki, a sweet,kind and bubbly girl. And a hopeless romantic girl.Always want to keep everyone around her happy. Pranjal is persuing her pharma degree from one the top colleges in hyderabad.she loves her family,can do anything for her family...
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Pranjal's pov . . As soon as I plopped onto my bed, I snatched up my phone. Man, it was such a crazy day! I was really hoping to see a message from him, but no luck. I started wondering why it took him so long to get home or if he just forgot to text me. My mind was completely consumed by these thoughts when suddenly, a text popped up from an unknown number. I couldn't help but grin when I saw the message. I knew it was from him. The text said, "Hey, Miss. Ddlj, it's Atharva. Don't worry, I've reached home safely! Goodnight 🌌". That simple text sent a flurry of butterflies in my stomach. And thank goodness he added some emojis! It's so annoying when guys don't use emojis. I wasted no time in replying to him. I sent a quick thumbs up in response to his message and also texted him a goodnight with a sparkling emoji ✨. I made sure to save his number in my phone and then went back to scrolling through reels.
Sunday mornings, a tranquil oasis amidst the chaos of the week.I woke up late and couldn't help but check my phone, hoping for a good morning message from him. But hey, let's not get too delusional, right? We gotta stop thinking about him! I even checked his last seen on WhatsApp, which was yesterday at 11:30 PM. Looks like he's still not awake. Well, no worries! I got up and made myself the best morning coffee ever. It's the little things that make Sundays so special! Having a whole day with no work is a golden opportunity to make the most of it. So, I decided to dive into my book "The Fine Print." Can you believe it? It was already noon, and I had devoured the entire book! Being an obsessed romantic person has its perks, right? But hey, I couldn't help but check my phone, hoping for a message from him. Why am I being so desperate for his texts? Then, my inner voice chimed in, "If you're desperate to talk to him, why not message yourself?" Sighing, I just stared at his last message. A sudden idea flashed into my intelligent brain! I thought to myself, why not stalk him on Instagram?
But the big question was whether his profile was private or public. So, I went to my Insta and searched his name. And guess what? An account popped up right in the first row! I tapped on it, and lo and behold, his account was public. I was completely shocked when I saw his posts. He had been sharing all his singing videos, and can you believe it? He has legit 1k followers! This guy is quite popular. So, he legit posted more than 10 posts on his account. I scrolled through his profile and came across several videos of him singing. I clicked on one and oh my god, his voice was absolutely magical! It was a rendition of "Laal Ishq." I couldn't help but wonder why he chose to be an engineer when he could have been a damn good singer. I continued scrolling and found more reels where he sang songs like "Saware," "Tareef Karun Kya Uski," "Tum Hi Ho," "Subhanallah," and many more Hindi songs. He also posted some pictures, and I couldn't resist checking him out. While zooming into his photo I accidentally liked his post. Shit. After checking, what I saw that I had liked a one year old back post. Ughhh!! It's so embarassing,now he would think that I had stalked him but didn't have the courage to send him a follow request. I thought to unlike it but gosh he already would have got my like notification. I immediately closed my phone and ran off to the other room. What should I do? Should I go dig up my own grave? Yeah that's the only option now!
