Amidst the flashing city lights, in those high skyscrapers lived a woman of great morals. Where people would give away, and kept laid their lives like an open book, she was different. In the big metropolitan city which was brimmed with females ready to loose all they have and seek attention and drama, and had least bit of protectiveness and carefulness, she begged difference. She was one of a rare kind- a respectable police officer, dreaded by criminals of all sorts, especially thieves. She considered it the crime greatest of all.
"You're lucky if you ever don't come across her, cause of you do, you know you're doomed" was a general advise given to thieves
Sounds dangerous,doesn't she? No she wasn't that cruel to all. It's just that she as highly governed by her moral values- but deep inside she was a good soul.... Ah maybe not good, but yes acceptable taking in accordance the current level of humanity. One thing about her was that she would preserve and protect her belongings, she would never allow any foreign invasion. You could call her secretive. The most valuable possession she had was a gem. A gem similar to the others but different and rare in it's own ways. She valued it most because it was god gifted to her. Her scared little thing she wouldn't let others invade. Maybe no one was much deserving, maybe no one tried that hard or maybe no one even cared enough, maybe not at all. Not all valued it. The one's who would try, she would push them away. Maybe she was right. Maybe....
Once the day finally arrived, her precious gem was stolen- stolen by the world's most renowned thief- the one whom no one ever caught- the one to whom woman of all ages would serenade and submit- Kohli, Virat Kohli. The type of man you should be aware of. Police forces of different nations accused him of robbery of some valuable or the other. Captain Hot they called him as he had crossed seas and robbed elegantly like the Pirates. Not to mention- he was super hot and enchanting. People said he could pinch off, right under your nose, looking straight into your eyes with that killer smile and you wouldn't even know you'er bankrupt.
There was surely something about him which let him get her precious gem and surely something about her that made him keep the gem all to himself.
Strange isn't it? Two completely opposite identities- an Honorable police and a world famous criminal so much into each other.
You know what is more peculiar? The fact that she didn't take it back. She let him take it and keep it to himself. The same precious sacred gem she wouldn't anyone near, she had allowed Virat, the person she should hate and lock up behind the bars keep it. How could it be more ironical?!
Maybe she had found someone worth it, one cared, one who valued. No not maybe, she was right. He did deserve it, more than anyone in the world. She knew it he would keep it safe, care about it all it deserved. It was now in safe hands.
But our protagonist wasn't that selfless and kind, she was kind of mean. So in return of her precious sacred which she has preserved all her life she asked for his heart. His one and only heart.
Did he give it?
Of course he gave it to her happily without any doubt and remorse.
It was the best deal he had ever made in his life. One which he valued the most.
Well the precious sacred gem was nothing but her heart which she gave it to Kohli. Their love story or i rather say the exchange of hearts was like no other witnessed in the history of fairy tales. It was the 21st Century Fairy tale, exceptional yet beautiful.
A fairy tale of two opposites, The Thief and the Police.
Note: haha my exams have not ended but i couldn't stop myself from writing this. 2 papers more to go :(
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