Chapter 1

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It's been almost eight years since I met him. I still remember how he looked, what he was wearing when I saw him for the first time.

I never used to share our stories, our memories with anybody until Tisha found one of our photos and asked me how we met.
I couldn't refuse but to tell her my story. Our story. It all started ten years back in 10th July 2014.

I was twenty years old and in college. Sri Niketan University, Kerela. I am not flexing here but I can proudly say that Kerela is one of the most beautiful places in India. I lived there with my family. Well technically, my hometown was in Kolkata but baba(father) had a transferrable job so growing up we changed our residences multiple times. And then, we landed in Kerela. All of us were so mesmerized with the beauty of this place that when baba finally got to choose a permanent residence, instead of choosing his hometown he chose Kerela. We were a family of four consisting of my Maa(mother), Baba(father), Bhai(brother) and me. Bhai was ten years younger than me.

Coming back to 10th July, the date to be noted, it was the first time I saw Arjun. You know how people get starstrucked when they meet their favorite celebrity? I was BEAUTY-STRUCKED after seeing him. He was a new mid-term admission in college. The most handsome guy I have ever came across. The whole college was crazy for him. Girls tried to impress him by showing too much skin. I do not know how much impressed he was but I can assure you that the professors were very unimpressed of that and that's when the DRESS CODE POLICY was implemented. Imagine, a new policy being implemented in a college just because a particular person.

Yes. But I was different. I didn't do all these mindless things. I used to observe him from afar. How he walks. How he talks, how he always used to set his hair with his hands every 10 mins. Every detail of him I used to observe.

And then came the annual NIKTA FEST 2014. I participated in the fest as a lead female singer and that's when I got to know that he was a trained singer and a guitarist. This little detail of him my eyes couldn't find.

And that's how our story started.




Hi everyone. This is the 1st chapter. As I mentioned in the introduction, I will only continue to post only if the 1st chapter gains attention and people like it. Let's hope for the best.
Thank you

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