Ishman Melodies

Heart On The Field🥀

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Heart on the field 🥀

(intro- shubman is a Cricketer and ishan is reporter)

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The stadium was electric, pulsating with the roars of fervent fans adorned in vibrant colors, their spirits soaring high like the fluttering flags above.

Under the brilliant floodlights, the T20 final had reached its climax, and every ball bowled, every run scored, felt monumental.

Among the players, Shubman stood out, not just for his striking talent but for the effortless grace with which he played the game.

As he took his position at the crease, Ishan, a respected reporter, could hardly tear his eyes away from him.

Each time Shubman swung his bat, connecting with the ball like a dancer like flawless pirouette, Ishan felt a thrill surge through him.

The crack of the bat resonated in the air like a symphony, and as Shubman hit a six, the crowd erupted, their cheers echoes into a cacophony of joy. Ishan was entranced, not just by Shubman's skill but by the calm composure that reflect from him.

The focus in Shubman's eyes, the slight tilt of his head, and the smirk he flashed every time he outsmarted a bowler all of it pulled at Ishan's heartstrings

As the match continues, Ishan found himself lost in a whirlwind of emotions.

His heart raced not just from the adrenaline of the game but from something deeper, something inexplicable.

The scent of Shubman, an alluring blend of determination and confidence, enveloped him, igniting a spark that sent shivers down his spine.

Was it possible that he felt an undeniable connection with this remarkable man?

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The tension in the stadium mounted as the final overs approached.

Shubman's team faced challenges, but he remained a pillar of strength, his steady demeanor reassuring his teammates as they battled against the odds.

Ishan could see the flickers of frustration and aggression playing across Shubman's face, and as he scored the winning way, the stadium erupted in excitement.

Shubman's teammates lifted him on their shoulders, but amidst the chaos, it was his gaze that sought Ishan out, a momentary connection that felt ethereal.

As Ishan made his way through the jubilant crowd, microphone in hand, he felt a magnetic pull towards Shubman that he couldn't quite explain.

It was more than admiration for talent, it was something deeper, which sparks in his eyes.

Their eyes met , and in that fleeting moment, a spark ignited. Shubman waved him over, his calm demeanor spread warmth, and Ishan felt a flutter in his chest that he had never experienced before.

"Great game out there, Shubman! How does it feel to be a part of this victory?"
Ishan asked, his voice steady despite the endless feelings of emotions swirling within him.

"It feels incredible, honestly," Shubman replied, his eyes bright with enthusiasm.

"We worked hard for this, and to achieve it with my team. But it's also about the fans, you know, They've supported us through thick and thin."