Can't Forget You, My Love💝 (Completed)

Rude Akshadh?

Dhiya's POV

All the selected members arrived at the meeting session, except Akshadh. Unconsciously, my eyes scanned the room, searching for him, but he was nowhere to be found. With only five minutes left before the session started, I got up from my seat and went out to look for him. I felt a sense of unease, as I wasn't one to usually act impulsively. I didn't know what drew me to him, but something compelled me to find him.

I searched for him on the entire floor and then rushed to the floor below. A man was standing in the corridor, facing outside, talking on the phone. I stepped towards him to see if it was Akshadh. I stood behind him silently, occupied with confusion and hesitation. Unexpectedly, he turned towards me, and I lost my balance, almost falling. He grabbed my hands, balancing me and preventing my fall. My head remained close to his chest, and our hands were clasped together. He had a pleasant, manly scent. Our eyes met for a brief moment.

A few seconds later, he broke the silence.

"Can't you be careful? If I couldn't balance you, what would happen?" He sounded harsh yet gentle. His words brought me back to reality.

"No time to discuss, let's go," I grabbed his hand and rushed to the meeting session.

We arrived on time and agreed to continue the training with the other selected members.

I exhaled deeply.

He looked at me strangely. "Are you okay? Why did you behave so strangely? Are you crazy?" he asked, breaking the silence.

"I'm not sure, but I wanted you to attend this training to improve and help many lives. I've heard about your services to people. How could someone like you miss this great opportunity?"

"Everything's okay. Do you know how to behave with strangers?" He seemed rude and hard-hearted, unlike the person I had heard about.

I was confused and looked at him strangely. Our opinions differed, and I had misjudged him based on his Indian background and services. It was my mistake.

"Sorry," I said, without looking at his face, and took my files from the table.

I arrived at the hotel arranged by my dad. I put everything aside on the table and relaxed on the couch. Feeling calm, I went to the restroom to freshen up. I changed into a comfortable dress and then had a green tea. Later, I video-called my parents to discuss the day's events.

At night, I reviewed newly published papers to upgrade myself. Searching for Indian papers, I found one and opened the file. Seeing Akshadh's name as the author irritated me, but some highlighted words caught my attention.

Honestly, I was impressed by his sincerity and dedication to his work. His opinions and suggestions were unique, and his work sparked my interest in learning more about him.

I typed Akshadh's name into Google and was shocked to see the extensive list of services he had provided to people. As his pictures loaded slowly, I saw him posing with numerous medals and certificates. Then, I opened Akshadh's Wikipedia page.

As I read on, a sense of unknown happiness filled me, and I felt proud to learn about his achievements. The page had headings like Profession, Services, Achievements, Passion, Family, Biography, and Education. I saw photos of him with underprivileged people, which sparked a desire to know more about him.

Scrolling down, I stopped at the "Passion" section. Apart from social service, he wrote inspirational stories to motivate others. His interests included driving and painting.

Inspirational Stories!

I clicked on the first link and was amazed by the story that empowered girls to achieve their goals. Akshadh portrayed women in a wonderful light, showcasing his writing talent. His words inspired me too. I copied the story links to read later.