"Agastya ab bus bhi karo, itna aacha romantic mousam hai or tum ho ki ye bekar sa book padh rhe ho?"The girl sitting in the backyard, surrounded by the balcony's embrace, totally mesmerized by the rain's symphony. Droplets dance on the roof, creating a soothing serenade - pitar-pater, a lullaby that echoes her heartbeat. The rain's tender touch on her skin, the aroma of petrichor, and the misty veil that shrouds the world... it's a moment of pure enchantment.
[Agastya, come on! It's such a lovely romantic weather and you are wasting it by reading that boring book.]
The boy didn't flinch a bit from his place eyes digging on the book with so much concentration which made the girl more irritated as she snatched the book from his hand.
"Kya yaar Kartika kya chaiye tumhe?"
[What do you need Kartika]
"Tum"
[You]
"D-dekho......"
[Look]
"Ji dekhiye aap Mr Agastya Singhania, itna khubsurat sa din h barish ka din or aap hai ki samaj hi nhi rhe h hme aapke sath bheegna hai"
[No, you look, just Look out the window! The rain is pouring down, and I'm not just talking about any rain, I'm talking about the kind that makes you want to twirl and dance and sing that I want with you]
"I am not at all interested in this shit or tumhe pata hai mujhe baarish bilkul nahi pasand so please"
[You know right I don't like raining]
"Nahi aayenge aap" she asked one last time.
[Will you really not come]
"Kaha na nahi, you go and enjoy" He said boringly.
[No,Go and enjoy]
Kartika took a deep sigh.
Kese Insaan se mohabbat kar liya humne waheguru ji
[Oh God, how did I end up falling for this person]
"Fine I will go alone."
Kartika ran into the garden with a giggle spreading her arms in those raindrops, getting drenched, feeling the excitement without any inhibitions.
Suddenly a painful cry left from her mouth which caught the boy's attention. Without any wait he ran towards her holding her leg without caring that he is getting drenched.
"Kya hua? Thik ho? Kaha chot lagi?"
[What happened? Are you okay?]
The beautiful girl burst into a laughter causing him to look at her.
"Kyu ji aapko to baarish pasand nahi hai na phr?"
[Why, you don't like raining right so what are you doing here]
"Kya? Ye Natak kar rhi thi tum?"
[What? Were you kidding me?]
The heavy rain were soaking them both so deeply. Trying her best not to laugh more the girl said "nahi to? Chot lagi thi but tumhe dekhte hi gayab ho gayi" as she grinned.
[No, it was hurting but when I saw you the pain went away]
"Tumse na baat karna bekar hai" He turned around furiously to go back but a hand caught his attention.
[It's pointless to talk to you]
"Tussi Jaa rhe ho? Please na Agastya ek dance. Preety please...."
[Are you going? Please Agastya one dance with me please]
"No"
"Mein roh dungi"
[I will cry]
"Ro mujhe fark nahi padta"
[I don't care]
Suddenly she let go of his hand, causing the guy to look back, and he didn't like what he saw at all. Tears were in her eyes and she was trying hard not to cry. She turned around and wipes her tears with a sniffles.
Agastya sighed deeply before ruffling his hair and came in front of her and gave her hand.
"Will you dance with me?"
"Huh?"
"Mere sath dance karogi Kartika"
[Will you dance with me, Kartika]
Without any further delay she placed her hand in the his hand, and Agastya firmly held it, bringing her closer. He snacked a hand around her waist and pulled her closer so that their nose is almost touching. A shiver ran down from her spine. The girl lift her ashes up to look at the boy who is already looking at her with soft eyes.
"Kyu karti ho tum asa?"
[Why do you always do that]
"Huh?"
"Yahi ye sab kuch.... jab mein kaha hai ki I can't love you phir bhi hmesha mere pass kyu aati ho kyu chahti ho tum mujhe itna"
[This, This everything.. when I told you I can't love you then why? Why do you come close to me? Why do you love me so much]
"Agastya agar pyaar krne ki koi wajah hoti to mein kahti na I love you beyond any reasons. Or Rahi baat apke mujhse pyaar na krne wali baat to....."
[Agastya, if loving you would be a reason then trust me I love you without any reason and talking about me loving you is that....]
she circles a hand around his neck and suddenly pulled him closer and leans forward to whispers in his ear lips touching his earlobe as she countinued
"Mohabaat to is duniya ki sabse khubsurat chiz hai Mr Singhania or aapko mohabbat sirf hmse hi hogi dekh Lena aap jaise mujhe hui TUM SE HI."
[Love is the most beautiful thing in the world Mr Singhania and you will fall in love with me one day you just wait and watch]
"Impossible not a chance" He scoffed.
"Everything is possible in love Mr Singhania and you will see it when you will feel it"
The boy waited a minute looking into her eyes only to realise the pure love which was dripping from her eyes only for him. She is amendment. She is determined. She is confident. She is chatterbox. She is beautiful.She is love.
She is Kartika, Agastya Singhania's Kartika.
Finally a Indian book a dream for me to write this book...
So how's the prologue? Send love and comments?
Coming soon.......<3
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TUM SE HI
Non-FictionThey say love holds immense power to make everything right then why does my story of love harbor so much pain? I've waited for years for the love I've longed for, cherished the person who held my heart, but He shattered it into a million pieces. Why...
