Shri's POV
I was on my trip to Manali with my friends.
After a long time,our plan has been executed successfully.We did a lot of fun here. It was a 15 day trip in which almost 6 days have been passed.
On seventh day
I was walking in my garden. Actually I love to walk alone and to feel nature.
Then I saw a very old man laying under the tree.He was too old.
He was staring at something with full of love in his eyes.
I thought there will must be something curious."Shri,come on we are geeting late."Priyal was yelling at me.
Priyal is my bestest freind but she is exactly opposite to me.
She has a boyfriend"Manav". Don't know why but I hate "love".
But I was happy for her because she is happy.I entered into the dining area where Sanifa,Haya,Priyal and Mehek were already started their breakfast.
I joined them too."So,today we are going to meet some people of this village and gonna know about this village more." Haya instructed us with excitement.
I decided to talk to that old man. Don't know why buy I was so curious about him and the the thing which he was staring at.
We divided ourselves in different directions.
First I went to the"old bazar".I found that man.
Actually I am a kind of introvert. I don't talk too much.But it's first time I wanted to.
"Hello uncle,if you don't mind may I sit here?"I asked with a soft smile.
He didn't reply to me,he just moved a little.
I was trying to get his attention but he was so deeply lost in his own world.
Suddenly ,my eyes fall on the photo which he had in his purse.
"A photo of lady.She is gorgeous.Seriously she is soo adorable."I mummered to myself."Wait a minute,is it a love problem. if it is then I don't wanna know anything about this."I thought.
I seriously hate love and lovebirds.
"Sh...Sharjeena,I know you will come.I am waiting for you. "That man saying thus while looking at the photo.
Oh wow,he is waiting for her.I mean it is so interesting ,isn't it?
He turned to me.
"What is your name beta,why are you here?do you wanna something?He asked with is deep voice."Actually uncle,I am Shri Sharma.
I am from Bengluru.I am here on a trip."I answered him without missing a drop.I really wanna know about her.who is she?Is she your relative? I asked pointed to the photo.
"ohh you wanna know about her.Let me tell you one thing first,if you wanna know about us you have to wait...wait until I say"
"Now I am soo confused uncle..!"
"It is dark now, you should go to home."He said with concern.
"ok uncle.But when will you tell me the story?"I asked.
"Tomorrow same place ,same time"He said waving his hand.
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RandomThis story is based on my imagination. It is a story that will let u enter in another story..... hope you guys enjoy this☺