Canvas of Love

Silly Agents

The atmosphere in the ICT's common room was buzzing with anticipation and mischief. 

The team had taken it upon themselves to solve the latest mystery: Who was Shubman Gill texting that made him smile like a lovestruck teenager?

Abhishek paced back and forth dramatically, putting on a mock-serious expression. "Alright, detectives, we need to gather intel on Shubman's secret admirer. I'm talking about covert operations, stealth mode, the whole nine yards!"

Ishan, initially reluctant, sat back in his chair, arms crossed. "Come on, guys, it's not like it's a big deal. Just let him have his privacy." he protested, but the more he listened, the more curiosity gnawed at him.

Mayank leaned forward, a twinkle in his eye. "But Ishan, think of the possibilities! What if it's someone from another team? Or worse, a criminal? We must protect our Shubman's heart!"

Ishan rolled his eyes but felt a hint of excitement at the thought. "Fine! But this better be quick. I don't want to get caught in some ridiculous spy game."

"Welcome to the Spy Life, my friend!" Abhishek exclaimed, clapping Ishan on the back. "Now, let's brainstorm our plan. First, we need to gather information."

The ICT team broke off into hilarious discussions about who might have Shubman's heart.

 Abhishek declared himself the "Lead Investigator" while Mayank took the role of "Tech Support" pretending to work on an imaginary computer.

Tilak chimed in, "Let's just watch Shubman! He can't hide his emotions forever."

As they planned their spy operation, Ishan found himself oddly invested in the antics of his teammates. 

They decided to split up, with each member tasked to observe Shubman from a distance without being too obvious.

The atmosphere shifted dramatically when they discovered that Shubman and his mysterious contact were set to meet that very night at a café downtown. 

Abhishek, ever the troublemaker, suggested, "Let's crash their date! No invitation needed!"

"I can't believe we're actually doing this." Ishan muttered, but deep down, he was as intrigued as the rest of them. 

The team donned ridiculous disguises—hats, oversized sunglasses, and fake mustaches—before heading out, giggling like schoolchildren on a field trip.

Upon reaching the café, they huddled together, peering through the window like cartoon characters. 

They spotted Shubman sitting at a table, the familiar serious look on his face, but it was quickly replaced with a smile that lit up his features.

"Look! There he is!" Mayank whispered excitedly, elbowing Ishan. "Who's he with?"

The rest of the team joined in on the observation, straining their necks to get a glimpse of Shubman's companion. 

The café was filled with chatter and clinking glasses, and the anticipation was palpable.

Just as Shubman leaned in to talk to his date, Abhishek shouted, "Wait! I think I see him making a move!" causing the entire team to jerk forward, almost tumbling into the café.

Ishan groaned, "Can we be a little more subtle?"

But Abhishek wasn't having it. "Subtlety is for amateurs, my friend!" 

He led the charge as they pushed the door open and burst in, only to find Shubman looking directly at them with an expression that was a mix of surprise and irritation.