Aman pov
"Maa! That hurts.. Ahhh! I should have not worn the earplugs!". I did not see nor hear the scooter coming on my way. I was trying to figure out my PG through google.
Before I realized I was in the drainage; a short, lean, pretty ,young girl with her mesmerizing black eyes and no less dark hair which was tied into clean braids, held my hand to pull me out. But it felt like she was electrically charged! I felt current flowing in me like I was some electrical appliance. Damn! I held on, but she loosened her grip, throwing me back into the gutter.
Fortunately for me, it was semi dry.
Almost immediately, another girl ,picked me up quickly to make up for her friend's deed.
I stood upright, brushing my clothes and removing my earplugs to put it back into the bag.
I heard "We are sorry! Are you okay?"
I looked up to see. Gosh! She was my definition of true beauty! She had a sleek face with almost every feature planned well and in detail.
Her hair was golden brown and open, eyes were light blue, cherry like lips. The summer had her cheeks burning red.
My gaze when from top to her foot. She was definitely a model or belonged there.
I took some time to analyze what had happened to me and what she had asked me.
I cleared my throat and meekly answered, "yes! I'm fine".
She then asked me to sit down and told her friend to give me a bottle of water.
Goodness heavens! I felt glad I fell in the gutter!
Beside her was that lean girl... I think she called her Aruni.
I dint really bother. I wanted to know this girl's name.
She sat across the table on an almost broken chair of the municipal office and asked me where I was from.
"I stay a quarter mile away from Hali town!" I replied like one mark answer for a oral exam.
Her presence kept me warm from shivering with my wet clothes on. Those light blue eyes of hers hypnotized my pitch black ones. I had never felt like this before. I think it's love! Finally!
She was soo pretty. I'm sure she was not single. I dare ask her though.
Wait! Maybe I'm over thinking.
It was dusk. The sun slowly hid himself behind the curtains of black clouds. He looked shy. Just like me in that girl's presence.
"Hello! I'm Kruthi Josh, nice to meet you." she interrupted my thoughts.
"Ah. Hey! Myself Aman Akthar. Nice to meet you too. " I stammered, almost melting in embarrassment because she caught me staring at her!
"I work in this NGO for slum area minimization. How about you? "
"well. I work in films as a director. I'm new to the industry and so I came here to stay for a year to finish my direction classes!" I over explained.
"Wow! That's amazing. Where do you stay? "
"I just flew here an hour ago. I am searching for an address." I flashed my phone screen on her pretty face.
"OH! That's the PG I live in!" she said excitedly.
I dint know if I loved Allah or he loved me more! I felt a flush on my cheeks and the butterflies in my stomach began dancing! My god! What luck!
"Wow, that's amazing. Could you help me then? " I sounded overexcited.
"sure! I can't say no, especially since I put you down the gutter! I'm sorry about that." she let a hearty laugh.
I could see her all day if she smiled like that! Aman control yourself !!
"Come then, I'll drop you, if you don't mind ". She offered.
Are you kidding me? Don't mind? I don't have my mind when I see you!!
I dint want to look desperate but I couldn't hide my excitement. It was evident on my face.
"you look soo excited!". She giggled.
"yes! To get into to my new home! " I lied.
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