Ishq, Love, etc. [ON HOLD]

1. Poles Apart

I'm on the run with you, my sweet love
There's nothing wrong contemplating God
Under the chemtrails over the country club

The loud music of 'Sheila Ki Jawani' played in the Kapadia Mansion as a girl in her early 20s was dancing and grooving to the music while getting ready.

"Roohi! Lower down the volume of that weird speaker!" A lady in her mid 40s yelled at her from outside the room.

Roohi stumbled after her foot accidently hit the corner of the bed and she groaned in pain.

She somehow managed to limp her way to the speaker and lowered down the volume.

"Sorry Mumma!" She yelled and went back to her dressing table and combed her raven hair which fell down to her mid back.

She wore a blue short kurti which was slightly flared at the bottom and had a light blue flower design all over and paired it up with jeans and white shoes. Her usual tulip shaped pendant hung on her neck.

She hurriedly took her bag and phone and ran downstairs for breakfast, stumbling a little on the stairs.

"Good Morning Papa." She spoke in her cheery voice and kissed her father's cheek who smiled and greeted her back.

She shifted her chair closer to her father when her mother came out of the kitchen with a casserole and glared at her.

"Do you know what time is it Roohi?" Her mother spoke sternly while Roohi looked over at her father for help.

Her father looked away and focused on the newspaper in his hand.

Traitor! She thought and faced her mother again with and extra sweet smile.

"Sorry na mumma..." She whispered while smiling at her but her mother hit the back of her head.

"If you got late from tomorrow, trust me Roohi you will regret it." She spoke sternly and served a Prantha on Roohi's plate.

She gulped down the first bite and moaned at the amazing taste, sending a flying kiss to her mother who chuckled at her antics.

"So....First day?" Her father asked Roohi who nodded.

Today was her first day of the third year of college. She was a Journalism student studying from a prestigious college of Delhi.

"Yup!" She said eating the last bite of the Parantha and drinking water.

"Be focused okay? Don't get too distracted." Her moher said as Roohi picked up her bag from the chair and ran out of the house.

"Be careful!" Her mother spoke when Roohi accidently tripped again.

Well this was Roohi Kapadia, A beautiful, smart, unorganized and clumsy girl. She has everything a person wants, the beauty, the brains, the money, everything except for one and that is a friend. She doesn't have real friends. Yes, she is an extrovert who gets along with everyone but there is a difference between knowing people and being friends with them.

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The ringing of an alarm set at 5:30 AM echoed in a room.

A boy in his early 20s got up and switched it off before getting off the bed and wearing his jogging clothes and shoes.

He got out of his house and jogged in the footpath across the locality of his home for about an hour.

It was not even a jog, it was a run, he ran till his legs begged him to stop and reached home.

He got into his room and slipped into the warm shower to relax his muscles after the tiring run.

After he got out he wore a plain white T-shirt and jeans and put on a blue polo jacket over it, topping off the outfit with his watch and shoes.

His room did not even have a speck of dirt. Completely organised and beautiful.

He got out of the room to go to the dining room where he saw his half asleep sister and hit the back of her head playfully.

"What's your problem?" She spoke groggily and put her head down again.

"You need to wake up instead of sleeping like log all day." He said and sat down on the chair, after a few minutes his father came downstairs and smiled at his kids before sitting on the chair across.

"So,excited raghav?" He asked his son.

They recently shifted from Bangalore to Delhi so Raghav had to start his third year of college while Naira-Raghav's sister- was starting 12th standard.

"Yeah..." He lied. He hated socializing. Never wanted friends, never needed them. He liked to be alone. He was happy alone, with his paintbrush, phone and books.

"Stop lying bhai." Naira said making him roll his eyes.

"You should focus on your studies. It's your board year, and you have NEET next year." His father taunted Naira making her shut her mouth and focus on eating.

"Try to make some friends too beta. You are young, you need to have fun too." He said to Raghav which made Naira giggle.

Raghav glared at her.

"Yeah I'll think about it." Raghav said and picked up his bag from the table.

Naira quickly took a sandwich off the table and started stuffing it in her mouth and running behind Raghav.

"Are wait for me." Her words were muffling as she stuffed the sandwich in her mouth.

"I told you to wake up early it's not my fault. Now shut up and get in the car." He said and unlocked the car and opened the door for his sister who settled inside.

He drove the car at a high speed because apparently his sister was already late for school.

He stopped the car at the entrance just 5 minutes before the final bell of the school and Naira got out.

"Stay away from boys." He spoke making her roll her eyes.

"Yeah right." She spoke sarcastically and waved at him before running inside the school.

"Weirdo." He mumbled and drove to his college. Taking a deep breath after parking the car in the parking lot and getting out of it.

This was going to be a long day.
A day which can probably change his life.

She was Chaos.
He was silence.

She was clumsy.
He hated silly mistakes.

She loved the silly little things.
He barely noticed them.

This is what they were: Poles Apart.

You're in the wind, I'm in the water
Nobody's son, nobody's daughter
Watching the chemtrails over the country club

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So........

This was just the introduction of our main characters but don't worry.... they'll meet in the next one!!!

Love you!