Chapter 7

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     Even though both the body and mind were exhausted, still I was not able to go to sleep today. Whenever I closed my eyes, I remember his brown eyes looking at me with such a gentle feeling as if he is looking at a very precious rare thing. Unknowingly my finger touched my bottom lip, I could still feel his lips on me which brought a tingling sensation in both my lips and fingertips.

After he left, how did I reach my place, is still a mystery. I avoided all the calls and messages from my friends. I was able to text only to my mom with a crisp message "Will talk later." That's the bare minimum I could manage to deal with the outside world. My whole brain went into a strike shouting his image the whole time.

Knowing I cannot do anything rational, I went with my illogical mind of thinking about all the possible things I could do with him. There is nothing wrong in imagining things; it is good for creativity, I justified myself. But all my rational thinking which were not functioning in front of him started working over time when I was alone.

Even though when he said "Lets Date for Real." I could not believe it entirely. For me, it was the attraction, but for him it was purely rebelling. When part of my mind argued "For him also rebelling would be his first reason, later he would have attracted to me." Another mind argued, "It is not like he has not met beautiful ladies before to get attracted, but for me he is the most handsome man I have ever met." "Even I might not be the most beautiful lady in the world, but I am definitely beautiful in any standards." I argued myself. It is not that I have not met a handsome men previously, though he looks apart from all of them; adding to his looks he has an irresistible charm, something more which make to look at him again and again. To my justification, I successfully ignored him till the lunch date. But what happened after that .. Why and How ... it is still a mystery to myself.

I opened eyes in a half sleepy state hearing the calling bell in the morning. I initially thought it was in my dream, but the ringing didn't stop for some time. Once the ringing stopped, I closed my eyes again to go for another nap, but this time, my room phone started ringing. Cursing in my mind, I took the call from my bed itself. It was from our building warden, who is also the Special Lecturer for Language Department. She didn't say much, except she asked me to open the door immediately. There was irritation all over her voice, and also she added, special deliveries needed to get permission from Principal and she is going to escalate it to him today. There is no point in explaining her now, instead I agreed and apologized for disturbing her sleep.

At this time what is urgent deliveries. Any message from my parents??? Yes it could be the only reason, since I didn't give a chance to talk to them, they would have sent some letters or some way of message to me. Hurriedly I brushed and washed my face. When I was pat my face dry, my doorbell rang once again. Without further delay I ran towards the door and opened it.

There is no known face in front of the door. It was not my father or mother's secretary. It is not even my personal assistant. It was some guy middle aged and was tucked in a very formal attire. When he looked at me, he bowed his head and greeted me ,"Good Morning Madam, Sorry to disturb you in the early morning. But Master wanted you to see it first."and he handed a Newspaper to me.

It is a well known international magazine. The cover picture was adorned with "Master" Chiranjay. But he is not alone in that picture, next to him, my picture, was also displayed titled ,"Royal Engagement" I flipped the pages to see the article, it was not much given, only a few of my and his pictures; probably taken from the album. The Principal, his side representative and my side representative had confirmed and announced the couples' engagement. But they have not given the date; yet asked for the public to give them space and time to discuss.

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