Years after Advait saw her, the one person he never thought he'd see again, fate seemed to have other plans as their paths crossed once more.
Mishti is unable to recognise the person standing in front of her but also couldn't shake the feeling of a...
I came to college at my usual time and was casually hanging out with my friends. It was them mostly who were talking and I was listening to them and was tuning the guitar from the music room.
All these years music helped me alot, it was there for me and with me everytime. And now it was a part of my life.
It was my escape, my companion through the worst and the best. Every chord, every melody, held pieces of me—pieces I couldn’t share with anyone else. Over the years, it became part of my identity, a constant that never left.
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My friends were scattered—some leaning against the corridor walls, others perched on the ledge beside me, just like any other day. I wasn’t paying much attention to their conversations, lost in the quiet hum of a tune as I absentmindedly strummed the guitar.
But then, I saw her.
Wait—her? My fingers froze mid-strum as my gaze locked on the figure walking toward us.
MISHTI.
It’s really her, isn't it?
She was walking towards us, and next to her... was that Pakhiee? My heart pounded in my chest, a mix of disbelief and shock flooding through me. Mishti—after all these years? It felt surreal, like my mind was playing tricks on me.
Could she really be here, right now, in front of me?
I sat, frozen. How many nights had I thought about seeing her again, imagining what I would say, what I would feel? But now that it was happening... I couldn’t believe it.
As she approached, my heart quickened its pace, and time seemed to slow to a crawl. It had been nine long years since I last saw her, yet she still carried herself with the same grace and charm that she had all those years ago. Memories flooded back, and I couldn't help but feel a rush of emotions - nostalgia, curiosity, and perhaps a hint of apprehension.
How much has she changed? Would we still share the same connection we once had? Does she still love her Ved? Or has she moved on just like others in these 9 years?
As she drew closer, our eyes finally met, and in that moment, I knew that some connections truly never fades away.
I saw something flicker in her eyes, but she managed to mask it quickly.
Pakhiee said how Mishti saved her from the roadside creeps and Damn! Mishti has become more outgoing and bold.
Impressive.
Suddenly, Kabir said we should move back to the class as it's already time, breaking my trance.
We sat in the last row, middle benches 3 at front and 3 at back. With her sitting beside me.
What was that, that I saw in her eyes? Did she recognise me? Does she still remember me? _______________________________________
Here's the second chapter guys. I know it's a short chapter, but long chapters are on the way. Pls bare till then.
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How does Advait know about Mishti and her connection with Ved? _______________________________________
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