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Our hidden secrets

As soon as Aditi asked "kya bole?" , Ishan thought of a reply, his words tumbling. "Hum dono ko sab saath dekhenge toh yahi sochenge naa," he said. "But sach batau toh main apne aap ko kisi aur ke saath imagine nhi kar sakta."

Internally, his heart raced like a runaway horse but externally he maintained a calm facade.

Aditi's laughter echoed through the air, a dismissal of the tension. "Woh toh hain, tum bahut zada hi sweet ho." she teased, her eyes sparkling. Yet, beneath her playfulness, she was feeling the same as him.

Ishan anticipated her further questions and swiftly rose to his feet to escape. But in his haste, he lost balance. Aditi quickly grasped his arm, steadying him.

Their eyes met and the air crackled with tension. A spark flared up between them.

Enna sona kyun Rabb ne banaya
Enna sona kyun Rabb ne banaya

Aavan javan te main yaara nu manavan
Aavan javan te main yaara nu manavan
Enna sona, enna sona
Enna sona o...

Aditi broke the gaze, looking away. Ishan smiled knowingly.

"Jaata hoon practice karne." He said.

"Subah se kar hi rahe the naa, phir se kyu?" she asked, concern etched on her face.

"Thodi der ke liye bas, phir chala jaunga. Tumhe jaana ho toh jaa sakti ho." Ishan offered.

But she stayed, captivated by his dedication. As Ishan practiced, Aditi's presence energized him.

He invited her to join him for a practice sessions, his eyes sparkling with enthusiasm. "Batting karna chahegi?" he asked.

Aditi hesitated, then smiled mischievously. "Kyun nhi?"

Together, they walked onto the cricket field. Ishan guided her stance, adjusting her grip on the bat. Their hands touched, sending shivers down thier spines.

As they practiced, their laughter mingled with the sound of the ball hitting the bat.

"Now you bat, main bowling karta hoon." Ishan said, a grin spreading across his face.

Aditi chuckled, a hint of amusement in her voice. "Bowling kab se aane lagi? Wicketkeeper batsman ho naa tum toh."

He shrugged. "Talents hain mere paas pata hain naa?"

Aditi playfully rolled her eyes.

As they switched positions, Ishan struggled to bowl. His usually steady hand shook with clumsiness. Each missed throw sent both of them into laughter.

"Okay, okay," Aditi said, wiping tears from her eyes. "Practice karo. Main yaha reh ke dekhungi tumhe."

Ishan grinned, relived. "Maza aaya?"

Aditi nodded. "Bahut."

As Ishan resumed his practice, Aditi's encouraging smiles and occasional laughters fueled his determination. His focus sharpened and he achieved a personal best. Aditi offered a constructive feedback, revealing hidden knowledge of the game.

"Natural coach ho tum toh." Ishan said, impressed.

Aditi smiled. "Observant kaho."

As the sun dipped below the horizon, Ishan packed up his gear. "Jaa raha hoon apne hotel. Mere saath rehna chahogi?" he asked, his voice low and inviting.

Aditi hesitated, her eyes sparkling with tension. "Meri team mere saath hain, humne hotels already booked kar chuke hain."

Disappointment flickered across Ishan's face.