Chapter 2

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Hello ji 🤍
Have a happy read ⭐

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ये हैं जो मजनू, हाय
इन्हें क्या मैं समझूँ, ओ हो
रोज़ हो जाते है ये किसीकिसी पे फ़िदा

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I stirred awake and the first thing I glimpsed was her SMS

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I stirred awake and the first thing I glimpsed was her SMS.

"Go to hell and stop crying like a toddler"

Subah hui bhi nahi abhi and is ladki ne mera dimag khraab krdiya.

At times, I can't believe that Aanya and I are twins since we're so alike, yet Samaira Kapoor is her best friend.

How can someone like her, so arrogant, even manage it?

I brushed aside these thoughts as I didn't want to spoil my morning.

I got up and went to refresh myself.
I usually start my day with a jog with my roommate.

He was still asleep, as having a girlfriend has only disadvantages .
They just fuck up your schedule and life.
Plus mood.

But is it my job to get him up?
NO.

So I just grabbed my water bottle and exited the room .

The sun was still below the horizon.
The air was cool and crisp, a gentle chill that nipped at the skin, wrapping everything in a blanket of quiet stillness.

It was approximately 5 AM, and all were either sleeping or busy in their rooms.

I think of this as the finest time for personal improvement when you're unnoticed.

So after a little stretching, I started my jog.

I usually cover 5 km daily .
I like the thrill of my heart beating strongly.

This makes me feel alive.

After covering 2km , I took a water brake.

I was inhaling rapidly.
I sat down for a minute and just monitored the surroundings.

It was still shadowy, but I observed someone rushing in front.

This is peculiar.

Running is in my daily schedule but I barely witnessed anyone doing the same .

Most of the students just prefer gym.

I rose and increased my speed to approach the person.

From a distance, I could make out that she was a girl.

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