"As their eyes met, the hearts fluttered. The butterflies danced, as the souls found their solace in each other's hold. "
A tale of romance that made their hearts to skip beats, as it will make yours too.
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~Next day~
Yesterday was one of the best day. The time that we spent together, ufff. The conversations and moments that we shared, I loved it.
I got ready in a purple kurti, wearing my earrings, I was ready for the day. Well, just few days left for our surgery postings to get over. Yeah, Oh No! I have to prepare for the ward leaving as well. Shri! Start studying.
I was waiting for Sara and Kriti, outside the hostel building, as I scrolled through my phone. I checked on people's Instagram stories and while doing so I clicked on one of the college's confessions page, I realized that the link for the confessions was out.
Well, I got nothing to do with it for real, since neither do I confess stuff on this page,nor am I that famous or rather even a bit famous in the college to have confessions directed towards me.
But, I like going through the confessions. It's sweet when people confess like..confess their love..for someone. I mean, the feeling to know that there's somebody out there who likes you, kinda stuff is cute. The thought, that maybe one of the confession might turn out into a real forever kinda relationship, is so beautiful. But then, the reality is, most of the confessions are either to target a person, to call them stuff, to humiliate people, or to call for the"modern kinda relationships ".
As Sara and Kriti came down stairs, we walked to the lecture Hall. " Tune Pharmac journal complete kiya? ", Kriti asked. " Nahi yaar! ", I cribbed. I hate writing journals. " Shri!! Kab karegi? ", she questioned,while being all serious. " Tune kiya? ", I questioned back. " Nahi! ", she giggled, making me share a laugh too.
(Shri, Did you complete your pharmac journal? ) (No!) (When will you!) (You did?) (No!)
The lectures got over quickly. As for the clinics, we had OPD today. We watched the doctor tend to the patients. As for Kartik, I got two glimpses of him. And he smiled. He smiled looking at me:) Ha mana, usne mask pehna tha, and I didn't see his smile, par jaise uski aakhein move ki na.. I know he smiled. La La La La La... :) (Yes he did wear the mask and I didn't see his smile, but the way his eyes moved, I know he smile.)
After the lectures ended and we were finally done for the day. I went to the library, and studied. Yeah. I do study. But kash meri life,atleast college life, Karan Johar ki movie hoti. (I wish my life, atleast my college life was like one of those Karan Johar movies.)
I was about to go to meet my friends in Anvi's room, obviously. We were to have our dinner together. But, my phone rang. It was Baba.
I quickly picked up the call, and greeted baba. "Namaskar baba! " "Shri.. Kashi aahes bala? ", his voice sounded hoarse. " Mei thik hu baba. Aap thik hai na? Awaz kuch bhari lag rahi hai. Zukham hua hai kya? Aapne bataya nahi. Medicines li hai aapne? ", I started speaking with all the concern. " Shri.. Nahi bala. Mei ekdum thik hu. ", he said in an assuring manner. " Bala, woh Gopu kaka yaad hai tujhe? ", he asked me. " Gopu kaka.. Kon baba? ", I tried hard to remember. Par mhuje sach mei yaad nahi hai. And one can't blame me. I don't even know the names of my neighbors properly. Gao ke aadhe logo ko toh mei aaj bhi nahi janti.
