"Pehle pyaar ko bhulate bhulate jab dusri baar pyaar aaega to jodne se jada tod ke jaega!"
Trying to suppress the pull they felt, he made rudeness his facade yet her tears twirling everything inside him. The urge in him to protect her only to ruin h...
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Wearing a light yellow kurti paired with large silver earrings, Parthvi wrapped her hair into a rough bun, applied a thin line of kajal, and a nude lipstick.
Yet her reflection still not complete with a small black bindi, she smiled in satisfaction and grabbed her bag rushing outside her hostel room, glancing at her wristwatch.
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The college campus buzzed with activity. Colorful banners and posters adorned, while large groups of students waited impatiently.
Lost in thought, as Parthvi reached the gathering, a familiar voice patted her shoulder, drawing her attention as her classmates gathered around "What's happening?" Parthvi muttered to one of her classmates.
Before she could answer a green Thar entered the campus, followed by seven black SUVs. The man sitting inside turned the car with one hand, stopping it right in front of the stage. The screeching of the tires silenced the surrounding noise.
"I can't believe this!" one girl said excitedly. "We won't have to ogle him on the screen anymore; we can see him live!" another said, blushing. They weren't the only ones. Every girl around seemed to be crushing on him.
She looked around, confused. "Who is coming, and why are they so excited? Did I miss something during the vacation?" she muttered.
The doors of the SUVs opened, and men poured out, surrounding the Thar. One of them opened the door. He stepped out as the crowd erupted into cheers. Dressed in a simple white kurta and jeans, with a black scarf hanging around his neck, his right hand adorned with sacred threads, his aura exuded power.
Parthvi's eyes widened as the man stood on the stage, turning towards the audience. The dean took the microphone and began, "As we are all aware, the upcoming elections are a matter we take seriously on our campus. Elections are the foundation of democracy, and the youth play a crucial role. The authorities give every contesting party a chance to campaign so that our youth can make an informed choice. We have here with us Mr. Randheer Thakur, to address you all!"
Randheer stepped up, smiling and taking the mic. "Thank you, Sir. It's a privilege to address you all, and I thank the platform you have given us to interact with you all and convey our thoughts."
"I am Randheer Thakur, President of the Youth Power Front. This year, we are contesting elections for the Member of Legislative Assembly. Today, we stand at the threshold of a new era, an era where the strength of our youth and the power of our unity will shape the future of our nation. I am honored to address you as the leader of the Youth Power Front, a party dedicated to empowering the young minds of our country and uniting them for a common cause."
