THE VISUALIZED LOVE

Chapter 13- Shivani?

Advait got up as usual and came down stairs to have his breakfast. He wished good morning to his mom and dad and went to the kitchen. Nothing was evident in his face, about the dream. He looked normal and nothing bothered him. Many times people forget their dreams the next morning, it's something common that most of them experience. But the moment when they start remembering the dreams they had the previous night, everything would feel strange and the realization part would just hit hard.

That's what happened to Advait, he forgot and didn't remember.

Advait's mom- "Get ready Addu, we both have to go somewhere"

"Where?" Advait asked.

"To meet someone. Get ready soon" she replied.

Advait got ready. He wore a yellow kurta with white pants, well set hair and a black watch. A perfume to define his standards. He was waiting for his mother on his bike. His mother came and got on his bike and they both left.

She told him the route, and asked him to stop in front of a house. "Who's house is this?" Advait asked.

"My old friend's" His mom replied.

"Woaaa... okay." He said while removing his black helmet and shook his head to set his hair. The wind blew and his smooth dark hair caressed his forehead.

"Welcome! Welcome! Please come in" A lady opened the door welcoming them with a heart warming smile on her face.

"Is he your son? He looks soo handsome!!" She asked Advait's mom while welcoming them inside her house. Advait was in the air that moment because of the compliment he just received. He couldn't stop smiling.

"Yes, he is my Second child, Advait." She said.

"Please sit! I'll get some water for you"

Advait and His mom sat on a sofa. Advait doesn't know anything. Where he is, why he is there. Nothing.

Advait's mom introduced her friend to Advait.

"This is Lavanya, She was my school friend."

"Oh. Nice to meet you aunty" Advait said with a gentle smile.

Just when Advait was sitting on a sofa., opposite to him, a girl came out from Pooja Room (where hindu gods are worshipped inside a house) wearing a blue churidar, her hair still wet. Advait couldn't see her face as she was turning back. She was fixing her hair looking at a tiny mirror fixed next to the pooja room.

A devotional song was playing from that pooja room when she turned towards him. Everything went in Slow motion to Advait after he looked at her.... Only the devotional song and the Agarbathi smoke from the pooja room. The voices around him started turning into muffled voices.

~Sadha venkatesham, praseedham praseedham priyam venkatesham prayacha praycha......~ in a low tune

He was too stunned to realize that it was actually Shivani with A small and bright Tri-nama on her forehead, her eyes decorated with eyeliner. He couldn't accept the fact that it was her. He was looking at her as if he had fallen in love all over again and everything that had been happening to him are all because of a reason.... And that it wasn't a coincidence.

"Why is ... why am I in Shivani's house?... what? What is happening to me? Why is everything getting connected to her?" he was looking at her with a question in his mind... He just couldn't digest, couldn't believe his eyes and couldn't move. He was smiling like a mad man, blushing looking at her yet was confused.

Shivani on the other side,

Stood like a statue as her heart dropped when she looked at Advait. Her heart started acting up and couldn't breathe when she saw him in that beautiful dress... his aura was enough to make her fall for him. But it's Shivani... dude wouldn't budge for all that. Yetttt She was about to lose herself.