simply LOVE.

It begings a never ending end.

This tale is about two teenagers...

-One who was an idiot and the other..a raving beauty.
Hello everyone,I am Rohan and this is my story.

Everyone at this age has a crush upon someone. I too had my crush on Kristen Stewart but it was she who replaced her.

It was the month of march when our new session had started. I had joined a new tuition class and it was the initial day maths class. 15 minutes had passed and I saw someone peeping through the edges of the door that was merely given. Being there peeping for a couple of minutes, a girl opened the door and knocked it... "May I come in sir??"

Am I dreaming?...No! There cant be someone so beautiful...

Her hair was rich shade of mahogany. It flowed in waves to adorn her glowing, porcelain-like hair. Her eyes,framed by long lashes,were bright ,emerald-green and seemed to brighten the world. Had she smiled,the world would have laughed with her. And had she wept,the world would want to comfort her.

She seemed a dream tale fairy.

"Sorry sir, for being late. I had a tuition just before this. "

"Its alright Aarti, take your seat."

*Part 2*

Aarti agarwal never used to talk to boys. She had her own friend circle of girls- The boss among them. Whatever she said , was done by all, she led her team by example in all kinds of 'masti'.

It always made me happy whenever I get to see her. She had this inevitable magic.

Soon I started to deliberately fight with her over mathematical problems or over any discussion taking place among everyone. Soon we became friends and I guess I was the first guy who became a friend of her.

Just when our friendship had just begun,she left the tuition.
I never knew the reason.Why?

All the excitement, happiness and all the emotions were gone. Soon I too gave up the tuition classes.

We say time changes for all...
Yes! indeed it changes...

It was 7:30 in the morning when I was on my bicycle going to school. On the way something familiar caught my attention...Damn! It's the same heart warming face entangled in curly hairs brushing through the breeze on her speeding bicycle toward mine.

Zeal hover me throughout this era of morning ride to school wanting her vision again...and wanting her more to feel my presence. Luck too had been in my favor but with partiality for she did see me but with no sign of smile..no sign of acquaintance in her eyes..But,who cares...my heart thirst has been quenched so far getting her sight and we all know something is better than nothing.

This Morning time,luck gave in more...
Viola!Its was not only her look but even a faint smile directed toward me...My God! I was taken a back..my heartbeat was way more den 70 beats per min...my vein flushed in more blood on d surface...My heart mechanism almost jammed with a ray of hope.

This moment re-ran in my memory lane throughout the day..and the next thing i remember at d end of the day was my mother informing me of a call by a girl name Aarti...my Aarti perhaps...

"Hello! Who' this?..."
"Am I talking to Rohan?...This is Aarti"
"Ooo...Hello!! I am pleased you called me up..how are you?"
"Dear Rohan..I am running short of time,I ll explain you later..CAN WE MEET??"

*Part 3*

Sipping the sprite from the 0.5 liter glass ,I observed her sitting shyly on the dinning table with her head deep down on those monthly Biology magazine. Wait!! Biology magazine and She? From when!!

Bizarre was perhaps in the air,she was acting geek. Aunty was hell bend busy negotiating scrap dealer after announcing,'Beta,give me a minute' & then suddenly out of blue I saw ‪#‎another_Aarti‬ on the door walking towards me with a sinister smile as if she was well versed with what dilemma my grey matter was going through.

"Hey Rohan, I am sorry for the late, I hope my family didn't gave you a tough time...I can see mumma busy with the scrap dealer".

Me,silent by the shock of my life..

"Oh sorry,this is my Congenital Studious ‪#‎Twin‬ ‪#‎NAINA‬.... ‪#‎Naina_Agarwal‬...We are pole apart..I hope now u can close your mouth shut otherwise some bugs may find their way inside".

It still took me a minute to overcome the new ‪#‎bizarre_surprise‬ of the day,when Aunty's voice broke the silence.

"Beta Rohan, We have seen how splendid you danced on the parents day,we know your hectic schedule of Xth board exam have just ended,can you please give Aarti some time in her Dance....She is preparing for the state level concert to be held within 3 month and her partner has got a sprain ankle"

Aarti's deep brown eyes filled with hope staring at me, Aunty is busy eliciting about Aarti's big fame dreams and naina's head still buried in book (this time another huge) with intervals of her seeing me from the corner of her eyes.

"Rohan! Will you please be my dance partner?"
"Ye..Ye..Yes...I will try my best..."

Morning, While going to school I still use to smile seeing the same face but with more curiosity and acquainted to the fact that she is a physical replica of a big dream,self concerned ,bit arrogant,introvert and a shrewd girl Aarti with whom I used to perform floating,electric boogoloo, locking popping etc. on alternate days from 6 to 8 pm while she either still being with books or headphone plugged to her ear and humming in between.

An ordinary day-
6.15 pm
"Hey, Rohan!"
"Hi Aarti.."
"Have a juice and snacks we will be back to perfecting the gun-shot form of locking popping."
.......
"Why do you look so puzzled?"
Taking out a note book from my bag pack,turning the pages.... "This Algorithm will make me insane, and this no.35 has already freezes my head.."
"I am good in maths but till now haven't touched this chapter.so no help from my side.."

7.45pm...
"Hey,bye,but you still need to work on the posture."
"Yes,sure next time you won get to complain"
"Oh! I forgot my book there."...I was about to keep the book in the bag when I noticed pencil in between the pages and when I open it...the same algorithm and Ohh! and sum no. 35 solved?...Man!!...
"What happened?"
"No...just leaving"...

I smiled and she grinned..

Naina...Naina is perhaps more than her face,her silence- no more hide her thoughts.Her unacknowledged work for others no longer hides her generosity and her grinning can be found more often.

Now the morning era of bicycle riding has again been a necessity in my life where I can see Naina with a smile, where I pause to ask her about the last day sum on the chit left behind by me and where I talk more about her and her big books and small smile.

Now noticing Naina and leaving behind a Math puzzle chit is my favorite work.