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CHIRAG ' S POV
The day I first saw her is still etched in my mind, as if time had paused for a moment, making sure I took notice. Now, nearly seven months later, I find myself lost in thoughts about her, but in a completely different way. Back then, I was curious about her, drawn in by something I couldn’t quite understand. But today, everything feels different—clearer, more profound.
She isn’t like the others. I used to think she was just doing her job, fulfilling her duties like anyone else, working for a salary, for stability. But I was wrong—so incredibly wrong. Today, I see her for who she truly is. Her work isn’t just a task she has to complete—it’s her passion, her purpose, her devotion to the world around her. She doesn’t just exist in her profession; she breathes life into it.
I see the way she moves, the way she carries herself, the way her eyes light up when she speaks about what she does. It isn’t just about obligation—it’s love. Love for her surroundings, for the people she serves, for the very land she stands on. There’s a fire in her spirit, an unwavering determination that keeps her going, pushing her beyond limits, making sacrifices, giving her all, day and night, without hesitation.
And in this realization, I feel something shift within me. My perspective—once so limited, so shallow—has completely changed. I had misunderstood her, judged her without truly seeing her. But now, I know. She isn’t just good at what she does—she is exceptional. She is strong, dedicated, and unwavering. She is not just an individual fulfilling a role; she is an inspiration, a force that uplifts those around her.
She is a true professional. A remarkable woman. A citizen whose heart beats for more than just herself. And I—standing here, watching her—am left in awe, realizing how much there is to learn from her unwavering spirit.
And yet, despite all these realizations, the question remains the same—why only her? Why is she the one who has captured my attention in a way no one else ever has? Why, when she stands in front of me, does the entire world blur into nothingness, leaving only her?
It’s unsettling, almost unreal, how effortlessly she takes over my thoughts. It’s not just admiration or curiosity—it’s something deeper, something I can’t quite put into words. When she’s near, my mind stops working, as if someone hit pause on everything else. My thoughts, usually a whirlwind of chaos, come to a standstill. I freeze, unable to think, unable to look away.
She isn’t doing anything extraordinary, yet to me, she is unlike anyone I’ve ever known. There’s something about her presence, the way she carries herself, the way she exists with such quiet strength and passion—it leaves me speechless.
And maybe that’s what scares me the most. Not knowing why. Not understanding what it is about her that makes my world stop. But even as I try to find the answer, I know one thing for sure—whatever this is, it’s beyond my control. And no matter how much I question it, she will remain the one person I can’t ignore.
Seeing the growth in my state fills me with a sense of satisfaction—everything is unfolding just as I had envisioned. The progress, the development, the changes—I have almost gained control over it all. But still, there are certain things that remain beyond my grasp. Not because I can't handle them, but because they come with risks—risks that could endanger my people.
That’s why, instead of rushing headfirst into the problem, I chose a different approach. Rather than attacking the issue directly, I focused on strengthening the weakest areas first. It may have taken more time, demanded more patience, and required careful planning, but in the end, it was the better choice—because no success is worth the cost of losing someone’s life.
