Author Pov:~
Rudransh woke up early the next day and headed to college with the guys.
Akshat seemed grumpy the whole way, having to wake up 30 minutes earlier than usual, while Ryan was already dozing off in the car.
Rudransh and Hardik, both morning people, didn't mind the early start. Hardik parked the car in the lot, and they all got out.
Stretching his body, Ryan suggested, "Let's grab something to eat nearby."
His friends gave him puzzled looks.
Rolling his eyes, Ryan explained, "Do you guys realize I missed breakfast because of this early departure?"
Rudransh responded, "We haven't eaten either. Besides, the canteen will open in a few hours. You can join us then."
Ryan widened his eyes dramatically. "I can't survive for hours. If I don't eat now, I'm going to starve."
His dramatic flair about food was well-known.
Hardik chuckled, teasing, "Even if he eats all day, he'll still be hungry. Let's feed him first, Rudi, or else he'll nag us the whole time."
Akshat and Rudransh laughed, and they headed to a small café near the college. After breakfast, they finally made their way to college. Since it was still early, the campus wasn't crowded yet. Rudransh used the excuse of returning a book and headed towards the library.
Rudransh pov:~
I arrived at college earlier than usual, driven by a strange urge to see her.
From the moment I woke up, an inexplicable longing to meet her gripped me. Despite knowing nothing about her, not even her name, I decided to wait for her in the library, where she reportedly spent most of her free time.
Leaning against the wall, I gazed at the library entrance, eagerly awaiting her arrival. The ringing of the class bell snapped me out of my trance, and I realized I'd been waiting for 15 minutes with no sign of her.
Disappointed, I headed to class, assuming she might have arrived late and gone straight to her own class.
The day dragged on, each passing hour leaving me more disheartened as I failed to encounter her. At every opportunity, I rushed to the library during breaks, hoping to catch a glimpse of her, but to no avail.
As I sat in the car, waiting for the guys, her face once again occupied my thoughts.
Soon, I heard the car door open, and my friends entered one by one.
"Hey man, you're early today. You're usually the last one to arrive, and today you're the first!" Akshat remarked, followed by Ryan's teasing about being kicked out of the library.
Ignoring their banter, I suggested we leave since the college was now empty.
Hardik, however, observed me intently before starting the car.
Throughout the ride, I stared out the window, lost in my thoughts, only responding when directly addressed.
Once home, I retreated to my room, hoping to clear my mind with some work.
I delved into my company project, "Senara," which I had started two years ago at the age of 20. Despite facing numerous challenges, I remained determined to make a name for myself outside of my family's business empire.
The Singhania family was renowned in the business world, with my grandfather, Yashwardhan Singhania, laying the foundation. My father and uncle expanded the business, but I had chosen a different path, much to the initial dismay of my family.
As I worked, I reflected on the sacrifices and struggles I had endured to build my company. Despite the difficulties, the sight of my company's logo reminded me that it was all worth it.
Lost in thought, I lost track of time until my mother called me for dinner.
As I headed downstairs, Kia, our family's joy, wrapped her arms around my legs. I lifted her up, planting a kiss on her cheek, and settled at the dining table with her on my lap, beside Hardik.
Over dinner, Kia animatedly shared her day's events, while Hardik and I took turns feeding her.
After dinner, everyone dispersed, and I made my way to the terrace. Gazing up at the starry sky, I felt a presence beside me and turned to find Hardik.
"What's on your mind? Something bothering you?" he asked, his keen perception evident.
"Nothing," I replied initially, but eventually, I confided in him.
"Hardi, do you think it's possible to feel something for a stranger?" I queried.
He listened intently before responding, "The heart operates on its own mysterious logic, seeking solace in unexpected places.
Human body and brain are mechanical but human heart is emotional. It doesn't understand the language of good or bad or correct or incorrect. It just understands emotions. It has it's own weird ways of finding comfort. Sometimes it's a hobby or sometimes it's work. Sometimes it's family or pet Or nature and sometimes it's a person. Thoughts are easy to understand but not emotions. So sometimes it's good to go with the flow because at the end our hearts will always find its peace. I don't know what's your problem but I would just say Sometimes, it's best to let out hearts guide us, as it will inevitably find its own peace."
His words resonated with me as he bid me goodnight and left.
Talking to Hardik brought me comfort, and I retired to my room, resolved to follow my heart's lead and hopeful for a chance encounter with her the next day.
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