Aadyaaaz

When rest of the country rests on Sunday, JEE/NEET aspirants go to give their mock tests T_T.
          	Yrrrr. Test tomorrow. Wish me Luckk T_T

Nahira_18

@Aadyaaaz sameee .. even I wrote test on 28th .. I literally wrote 4 exams that day
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TheManuchrome

You can delete this if you want.
          
          This is not a some story book or collection of poems. This is a rant book.
          
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          - Zodiac Signs & Scenarios. 
          
          - Questions which you can answer to share your thoughts. 
          
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          So in short it's a "Timepass Book" which you will surely enjoy reading.
          
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Aadyaaaz

Some lives are governed by thought.
          Some by instinct.
          
          One learns to pause.
          The other, to cross the line.
          
          Love, however, has never belonged to either.
          It exists in the space between -
          between restraint and risk,
          between the brain that calculates
          and the boundary that dares.
          
          He noticed her because she didn't notice him.
          
          No double takes.
          No excitement.
          No phone discreetly raised for a picture.
          
          In a room that never let him forget who he was,
          she sat as though he were just another presence passing by.
          
          And for the first time in years,
          that felt unfamiliar.
          That felt quiet.
          That felt real.
          
            is known for her mind long before she is known for herself.
          An IIT Bombay prodigy, celebrated, questioned, watched.
          She stands for the brain-logic over longing, restraint over risk, solitude over spotlight.
          She doesn't chase attention. She survives it.
          
          And then there is  .
          A name the stadiums echo, a presence the cameras follow.
          He lives on the boundary-where instinct overpowers thought, where life is lived in motion, and stopping feels like losing.
          Fame didn't teach him how to feel less. It taught him how to hide it better.
          
          Fame was his comfort.
          Anonymity was hers.
          Where she overthinks, he leaps.
          Where she withdraws, he steps forward.
          Where she seeks peace, he survives noise.
          
          They are not alike.
          They were never meant to be.
          
          And yet-when the brain meets the boundary, love doesn't explode.
          It waits.
          It listens.
          It slowly crosses the line neither of them planned to breach.
          
          Some stories begin
          where the world isn't lookin
          I just published "Dedication and Tropes " of my story "When Brain Met Boundary". https://www.wattpad.com/1595680955?utm_source=android&utm_medium=profile&utm_content=share_published&wp_page=create_on_publish&wp_uname=Aadyaaaz

Rashi43524

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