CHAPTER 13 – MIRROR IMAGE

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CHAPTER 13 – MIRROR IMAGE

Eighteen Days Later

16th March, 2019

( Its been A month since Arnav and Khushi Met)

@ Siddhi – Khushi’s Home – 10 :40 PM

Khushi’s POV

Dad holds onto my hand tight as he says nervously, pressing the mute button on the remote control – “ god beta, I have been watching cricket for decades now, but still every time the game heads towards a nail biting finish, I really do feel as nervous as if I was the Captain of the Indian cricket team…thank god for this little Ad time, before the last over begins…trust me I cannot even begin to imagine what all you players must be feeling in your minds when the games get this close…”

Guys.

I am sure you all have already guessed – that we are watching a game of cricket right now, at home. I am sitting all happy and excited as well, in between my parents(in the living area in their room) – enjoying these little simple blissful moments with them.

The second T20 Match in the T20 Series in between of India VS Australia is on telecast right now, and is currently unfolding in the epic Eden Gardens, Kolkata. India had one the first match in the T20 series by 3 wickets, so If Australia wins this one, then it’s all going to be decided in the third and final T20 match which is scheduled to happen at the Maharashtra cricket association stadium in Pune on the 18th of March(day after tomorrow)The game’s gotten close and headed into the last over.

And Dad is Fretting because Australia needs 11 runs in 6 balls, and even though they are 150 – 5 right now, the batsman on the crease can surely hit the big shots.

And on that note, I do want to Update you on the Results of the 5ODI match series in between our Men in Blue and the Aussies. The Series was levelled – 2 to India and 2 to Australia and the last match was a wash out – because the raining gods decided to go all berserk over the venue of M.Chinnaswamy stadium in Bangalore, and the match could not be played at all.

I am distracted in my thought now as I see Dad get up from the sofa we were all sitting in – and he starts pacing nervously in front of the TV.

I chuckle at that as I pick up the glass of water from the table in front of me, and hand it to dad as I say – “ Dad, gulping down some water will help you as usual, here please have some..”

He nods and starts to drink up the water.

Mom chuckles as well as she laces her hand across my shoulder lovingly as she says – “ well I am sure all our lovely players both in the men’s or the women’s team, don’t let the nervousness get to them in the crucial moments of the game as this one Sagar, ask your daughter…. All of them do work on mentally conditioning themselves how to handle such pressure situations, you know just like how you handle all those pressure moments while you handle the reins of your business…Its amusing how you can handle every pressure moment so very well yourself, but not a moment of pressure when it comes to cricket..”

I bite back by chuckle again. It’s better that I let the two of them bicker for a bit again.

Dad shrugs casually as he nods admitting, putting the empty glass of water on the centre table – “ well you are right about that Nisha, I can handle any pressure moment but not a one when it comes to the game of cricket, you know I am so passionate and emotional about this because I have been such an ardent fan all my life…”

Mom chuckle as she says playfully – “ well thank god you never played officially for India, Sagar..i mean you surely would be sweating and fretting nervously in pressure moments like these..that the Captain would have to ask you to walk off the field perhaps..??”

We all share a warm laugh now and Dad bends forward to kiss Mom’s cheek lovingly as he states – “ well yes, Nisha, I think you are right about that as well…the Captain would surely banish me from the grounds in such a case..”

I grin now as I say – “ well Mom’s right Dad, we obviously spend a lot of time working on our inner minds, to mentally condition ourselves for moments like these…I mean after all it’s a game right?? And if you look at the screen right now, and put the volume on, because the last over is about to begin, you will see that literally all the players on the field from the Men in Blue team, all look all calm and composed…see Skipper ASR is now discussing some field placements with Dev Sir..”

The fact that I just felt my Insides, go into a different State off emotions at the sight off Skipper Blue on TV again in front of me in his awe-alluring cricketing avatar was surely another story altogether, which I shall give you all a brief glimpse into in a bit.

I got to act all cool and casual in front of Mom and Dad, for now, so let’s definitely keep the glimpse bit reserved for until I am in the privacy of my room.

Dad nods excited and switches on the volume and he sits back next to me and he states happily – “ well that’s one thing I really respect about this man on screen Khushi…”

Mom nods – “ yes, I do so too…”

I look to and fro in between of them as I ask – “ you two mean that you respect the fact how ASR still actually discusses out things mid game with Dev Sir??”

Dad nods – “ yes of course Khushi which is a sign off a very secure sportsperson, you know he knows Dev is behind the stumps, reading the game and the pitch from a spot which would be the best seat in the house…and he has an experience as ex-captain backing him up as well, so why not…now if in moments like these if the current captain and the ex- captain can mutually look into what’s best for the country then I would say that is obviously best for the our game..”

Mom nods as well as she states – “ well both of them are thorough gentleman or so I have heard and observed, and its good to see that kind off a mutual respect and amiable vibe in between the two of them..”

I smile as I say – “ yes Mom,you are right about that.”

I mean I surely have a lot of things in my head that can affirm that Skipper Blue’s gentleman’s self does not remain limited only to Cricket.

I am distracted in my chain off inner thoughts that were about to go on a thinking spree, as Ravi gets ready to bowl up the last over, and I return my attention to the screen for now.

Dad says nervously – “ I hope team wins this khushi, then I will watching the third game all relaxed and calm, because we would have clinched the series, the ODI series was a Tie as well…”

Mom chuckles as she winks at me – “ yes khushi, I am right, surely your father doesn’t have the temperament to play a game dawning the blue jersey ever…”

Dad chuckles as he says hugging me from the side – “ well that’s why I could not be more proud of my daughter here…my little hit girl…”

Mom narrows her eyes at Dad – “ our daughter Sagar, our little hit girl..remember??”

I chuckle as I say – “ oho cmon now you two, lets watch the game, we need to get on a video call with bhai also after this for a bit…”

They nod at me excited – and we all re-glue our attention back to the screen.

And as I spot the sight of Skipper blue all set in his position, on the field at First Slip, I feel a little smile curve up my lips on its own accord, which I cover up immediately, so that Mom and Dad don’t catch on it.

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Minutes Later

11: 20 PM

Khushi’s POV Continues

I walk into my room now, and close the door shut and first thing out, I think about dropping a text to Skipper Blue.

I smile to myself as I quickly type.

Me : hello to you Skipper Blue, I think you are about to switch on your phone any minute now, since I spotted all of you heading back into the dressing room , since the post-match presentation just got over . I know there was this calm smile on your face while you were making your way in with everyone irrespective of the loss(because you are such an amazing sportsperson),and it was a good game anyway, but I am sure you must be fighting your way through a tad bit off disappointment nonetheless since it was such a close call, I mean 4 runs needed in the last ball and the Aussie’s hit a straight drive to nail the game to their name. I obviously understand how its natural for the cricketing emotions to take over. I want you to know that you can talk to me about it all without any worries at all like we talked about it during the ODI series And yes... Kudos to the team, you all played so brilliantly. Congratulations!! Also.. tired much??

Right then I see the blue ticks come up in my phone, which means that Skipper Blue has switched on his phone.

I smile as I plonk myself over my bed.

Him : Khushi, your message came the minute I switched on my phone and please know it most surely helped my calmer smile stretch out a little more on its own accord. Yes, it was good game nonetheless, irrespective of the close loss but hey its ok like I mentioned in the post-match presentation, you win some – you lose some isn’t it?? However yes, as you guessed, I am obviously feeling a little bit of disappointment nonetheless, over the close loss and I most surely want to talk to you about it, because you do understand me like none other Khushi…I mean that. In fact I can’t wait to get back to the hotel so that we can get on our call. And nope.. not tired much at all…what have you been upto since we last spoke?

I ignore the rumble tumble/flip flop/Yo- Yo movements that returns to consume my insides as I read the last bit from him.

I quickly reply : well you already know what I was upto the whole day SB as we spoke on that call before you left for the stadium, and after that I was just chilling with Mom and Dad and once the game began we were all tuned into the channel off Star Sports…even had our dinner with our eyes glued to the screen. Haha!! Dad was getting all worked up as usual when the last over began..haha…will tell you all about it on the video call pakka se. then we thought we will get on a video call with bhai back in Notts but he was hanging out with his friends, so then we just let it be. I think Anjali, him and everyone of his friends were watching the match in some café where the screening was on.So yeah..that was what..then just wished mom and dad goodnight and made my way into my room, and texted you first thing...

Him : Yes Anjali texted me as well, they are all out having fun. And yes you better enact out uncle’s nervous gestures to me on the video call pakka se, Khushi. That is exactly what I would need to wade myself out of this little disappointment faster.

I chuckle as I read that and I reply : you mean?? You just want to see my version of a Comedy Circus- episode?? SB…you really love to take my case don’t you??

Phone beeps.

Him : haha..very funny…well obviously you make me laugh and smile like no one can Khushi. But what I meant was that seeing on the video call is exactly what I would need to wade through my disappointment faster.

Guys – please don’t blame me. Its obvious for me to feel all of this crazy stuff that I have been feeling (that I will give you all a glimpse into), all because of all of these texts from Skipper Blue – off late.

I take a deep breathe as I type : are you all getting into the team bus now SB??

Him : yes khushi..we are all heading out the dressing room to get into the Bus..

Me : ok then Skipper Blue, please carry on.Lets talk when you are free.

Him : I will text you the minute I am in my room at the hotel and then lets get on our video call.k?

Me : yes ok Skipper Blue.…

I tap send.

Him : Can’t wait.

Me : (I send him a smiley)

I take a deep breathe as I place my phone aside now and bury my head into my pillow by plonking myself over my tummy on my bed.

And I groan.

Guys.

Remember – how all my internal organs were going all rogue on me the last time, we met – and I thought I must give myself some time and all this Yo – Yo? Malfunction will settle down??

Remember?

Apparently, I was Wrong, so very Wrong. Because in these last eighteen days , as Skipper Blue and me have spent all our free time everyday - talking, texting, video calling and getting to know each other more and more tuned into Channel 3 – I can’t help but feel as if all the Yo= Yo’s/flip flops/ rumble Tumble has only escalated to another level in my insides as I am starting to get more and more consumed by Viruses infiltrating my Being.

And don’t even ask me about My Eyes – guys. They have truly declared their – First War of Independence on me as they pay no heed to the wiring that I am trying to control here. Nope. They just don’t listen and go onto their little scuba diving trips by locking eyes with Skipper Blue’s every freaking time over the video call, and not just for like once or something. They freaking have started to stay locked with his – on the entire duration of our long video calls, every night. Now you know what I meant by them declaring their First War of Independence on me??

I feel my Eyes smirk at me now as they State. Well you are right about that K. It’s the First war of Independence indeed.Funny though, how India declared their first war of independence on the British in 1857 and we are declaring one on you now in the year 2019.Haha.And on that note, since we love you and like to play all fair and square – it about time we give you a warning. It isn’t just us whose been all geared up on this first war of independence. I mean, the mind, the stomach, the intestines, the ears, your fingers, all of them are on our side completely, in facts I am on some alliance talks with a couple more organs in here…and then we are probably thinking off writing up a preamble to our democratic constitution to present it to you in the High Courts of the Mind with the prime aim off trying to get you too stop getting all worked up about this, like you have been doing when you are alone. We told you last and we will say this again..just let it flow….darling..

I sigh to them in protest. I am letting it flow dearest eyes, that’s why i have been in this non stop constant touch with Skipper Blue and remember I am not even letting the frequency of channel 1 influence the channel 3 frequency? How can you even say that I am not going with the flow in here...?

I hear my eyes say back to me. Well, what we meant was that you are going with the flow yes, but there’s some part of you that can’t help but get worked up. And you are doing a great job of not letting the intimidation peep in from Channel 1, K. We do have to give it to you for that. And how you could you not do that actually? SB was so very warm and amazing when you guys talked about it last on that second video call eighteen days ago. Cmon K..just revisit all the memories stored in your CPU over the last month since you met Skipper Blue, and maybe you will be able to figure out what this first War of Independence is all about. Technically, you have known him juts a month now. But do you feel like just that?

I groan to my Eyes. You know I feel like I have known him longer.Ugghhh why don’t you just tell me what this is about haan?? I just can’t figure it out.

I hear my eyes state back to me. Sorry Darling…that’s for you to figure out yourself. That’s your job. We are all just doing our Jobs here.ok?

Ok Eyes. Let me think over this as I freshen up under the quick hot shower. Skipper Blue will get free in a while. I think the hot water flow will help me in here.

Eyes – yes..Do that.K..we love you.We are running to get our Scuba diving equipment’s ready you know since we are sure Skipper blue is going to want to talk on the video call for a long time tonight as well.

I groan to myself as I make my way to my Dresser and the memories from the last month gone by ever since I have gotten to know Skipper Blue flow through my Head.

Yup.

Guys.

The Eyes were Right.

A lot of my Organ’s were on their side in this First War of Independence – Indeed.

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30 Minutes Later

The Oberoi, Grand – Kolkata

ARNAV’s POV

God Bless the Evolution of Technology. Also special Blessings to the Founders of WhatsApp. Although I know Facebook has taken over and stuff – but you got to give credit to the one who innovated the platform, nonetheless right??

Also it isn’t just the texting platform off it that’s been coming to my rescue greatly off late, it’s their Video Calling feature as well, which I have kind off grown more accustomed to use than the tool of Face Time.

On that note – I do want to give you all brief glimpse into the Insides of my head before getting onto the video call with Khushi. But it is going to be a brief one guys, because I just can’t wait to see Khushi.

Lets just State the Situation as Is.

I am continuing to fall for her way harder by the day. Harder than I had anticipated, I would.

Yup.

It’s true.

Cricket is not just the main Highlight’s of my Days anymore. She is, too. I am growing more and more fond off the way my days start with talking to her and end by talking to her on the long video calls. I am also getting way too drawn to just seeing her by the end of the day – wherein we connect and talk our hearts out about anything and everything. There’s something insanely amazing about just every minute, I stay connected to her.

Everything about her is starting to clean bowl me on another levels.

And I think off late, in the last week specially, I can surely spot something in her eyes as well. I love the fact that she doesn’t look away from mine, every two minutes now. I like to have my eyes locked with hers, the entire time we are on the video call, because I am sure they are able to convey a lot of the unsaid about what I’ve been feeling to her through this Vibe in between of us.. since I have been wading around saying and dropping hints to her cryptically, taking it all slow and steady.

But it does obviously get difficult being so patient at times, especially when I have wished a zillion times to just be on the other side of the screen with her, on a video call and take her lips with mine in a deep kiss and not let go.

I kind off wish this every time we are on the Video call. To be honest, a part of me is kind off a little bummed that time’s all been flying and as the IPL is about to begin for us in a short while -her domestic season is about to start soon, and we won’t be able to get on Video Calls.

And I think just the very realisation of that thought, makes me want to get on the Video Call with her straight away right now.

Yup.

Can’t waste a Minute more.

I quickly text her.

Me : Khushi, are you we good to connect on the video call??

Her : yes SB..we are good to connect.

I plonk myself comfortably on the sofa in my living room, and I videocall her straight away.

And on that note while I wait for her to pick up the call – I can easily say that even just the thought of talking to her right now, kind off has eased out the little bit of disappointment that I had been feeling over the nail biting – loss.

What was this girl doing to Me??

She is literally tiptoeing her Ways into my being at the Speed that equals Vin Diesel’s characters driving Speed in all of the Movie series of the Fast and Furious – Combined.

Ok. Everyone.

Going to pause on the trail of my Inner Thoughts for Now.

Because Khushi’s refreshing, relaxed and smiling face fills up my screen and she says – “ hey you Skipper Blue…”

I grin back at her happily – “ hey you Khushi…”

She ‘s all relaxed and tucked into her bed. She says plonking one of the pillows over her lap now – “ look at you looking all relaxed ya…like I thought I would see this calm smile up your face because of the little disappointment over the loss, but I am glad to see you grinning…Skipper Blue..”

I chuckle as I admit – “ well I am grinning because of you..”

My eyes lock with hers bewitching expressive ones, instantly.

Godammit – Can I get rid off this Screen already?

She – “ huh?? You are grinning because of me Skipper Blue?? But I didn’t even crack a lame joke yet…nor did I even enact Dad’s crazy nervousness during the last over out to you…so how are you grinning..as in the episode of comedy circus hasn’t even started airing no??”

I chuckle at that happily as I admit – “ well just the thought off switching on the TV and getting tuned into our Channel 3 somehow eased my disappointment, actually now that I look at it, it was the same way the last two times as well in those two losses with the Aussies in the ODI series..maybe because I am just eased with the thought of talking about what I felt in my gaming emotions, because I know you will understand why I need to give these moments their little due…and not judge me for it…”

Khushi’s eyes widen a little nervously, but she does not look away as she says softly – “ I would never be judgemental about you Skipper Blue, I don’t think I can be…”

I grin – “ and I am glad about that…”

She blinks now.

I groan – because that Blink broke our amazing eyelock.

Khushi flips her hand through her loose hair now, making my heart do a little summersault as well in the process and she says now excited – “ so yes….what a game it was?? Like what a match Skipper Blue…please don’t tell me you are beating yourself over getting catch out near the boundary cover, because the fielders reflexes were too good actually, he just freaking jump into the air and catch it out of nowhere…and it was an 40 runs by you, nonetheless..”

I grin as I say – “ thank you Khushi..”

She says softly – “ talk to me then Skipper blue..tell me whats the score on the disappointment level??i am sure that the atmosphere in the team bus was still pumped up on the way back..”

I take a deep breathe as I admit honestly – “ well yes, you are right about that because it was a good game on the pitches indeed Khushi.. and as thrilled we were by all the nail biting adrenaline rush…me, Rohan, Cap, Ravi, Veer, along with a couple more boys on the team were obviously also discussing about everything that we learnt from the game today, that was what the short ride on the way back to the hotel was, and we all chatted for a bit in the hotels lobby, before making our way up to our respective rooms..we are all going to recollect over it tomorrow as well along with the coaches etc on our transit time to Pune..”

Khushi nods as she says – “ ofcourse, you all have a afternoon flight though right??”

I nod – “ yup..like I told you earlier..”

Khushi takes a deep breathe and her forehead lines up into little lines and she shrugs, closes her eyes adorably as if she is shrugging the thought away.

And I ask instantly – “ what?? what thought did you just shrug away?? C’mon say it to me??”

Khushi’s eyes widen even more adorably as she says – “ not fair…Mr.Xray, not fair…you can’t just read my mind this way ok??”

I chuckle as I say locking my eyes with hers – “ cmon go on, tell me…don’t shrug a thought away..”

Khushi nods and she gives me a heart-warming smile(the one that gives me all warm and fuzzy feels) and she says softly now – “ ok, so I do want to say something…but you promise me pakka se that you are not going to take it otherwise…as in my intention behind saying this…it isn’t because I don’t understand how disappointed you were in the moment…I understand obviously but…still I want to say this to you..Skipper Blue..can I??”

I nod as I gesture her to go on – “ Khushi, I would never misunderstand your intent ok? cmon then tell me…”

Khushi smiles – “ so this is about that moment when you got out today Skipper Blue, as in, I knew you were upset and disappointed because you were playing with such great momentum, but its like you walked off the pitch with your head dipped down looking towards the bat that you were rotating in your hand, and just the sight off her head dipped down while walking off the field…I didn’t sort off kind off like it, because now that I know you otherwise as well its like you are so graceful in defeat, as a sportsperson, then why not be graceful to yourself in that vulnerable moment as well…you are Skipper Blue…a legend of Indian Cricket…even if you get out at a duck…you must walk off the field with your head up high…we are all players, it’s a game..we are going to make mistakes…we will get out..but we must not be embarrassed over our errors no?? I think I spotted some subtle embarrassment along with the disappointment in your body language Skipper Blue…the disappointment was okay and all justified…but why the embarrassment ya…”

I feel many emotions go through me now as she says this to me.Because once again I am completely clean bowled over the fact that she caught onto this and I state with a genuine sincerity backing my words – “ I cannot beleive you caught onto this Khushi..as in the embarrassment over getting out so cheekily when I was playing in great momentum today was surely at the back of my head when I was walking off the field today...it really was not just about the disappointment..indeed...”

Khushi smiles- “ and the disappointment is okay yaa but pls not the embarrassment Skipper Blue.. there are times you make FREAKING centuries, half centuries, play your shots as if they were going to bring the lightening down on the other team...so it’s totally okay to get out cheekily sometimes as well..you are only human...even though most of the world believes that you are like this cricket machine....so please promise me next time no walking out the field with your head dipped down out of embarrassment.. pakka se..disappointment phir bhi chalega..embarrassment bilkul nai....to err is human....”

I nod at her grinning as I say – “ ok yes...pakka se..Khushi...”

Khushi grins – “ pakka *infinity se ??”

I nod – “ pakka* infinity se Khushi..”.And now because I want to say this to her I immediately do following my gut – “ I want to see You Khushi...”

Her eyes widen up at that in a puzzlement as she says- “ well you are seeing me right now Skipper Blue...we are on a video call..”

I chuckle as I admit – “ yes we are technically.. but what I mean is that I need to see you in person not with a screen in between of us...”

Khushi’s eyes widen in a daze as she asks – “ you mean you want to meet me???”

I nod and I say – “ look I am going to return to delhi for a couple of days after this last t20 game in pune..before I leave to regroup with my Bangalore team for the IPL...so if it’s ok with you...I’d like to meet you even if it’s for a short while...and dont worry..I will figure out a way to keep up with the secrecy and everything...so say what?? You ok with this??”

Khushi nods her head in a consecutive five nods as she says nervously – “ yeah ..as in if we can figure out a way of keeping up the secrecy ..then sure we can meet Skipper Blue..”

I feel Happiness consume my Insides.

I say instantly now locking my eyes with hers again – “ and well look at that...you are pretty much Ms.Xray yourself Khushi...I mean I still cant believe you caught onto what you did on TV...”

Khushi chuckles as she says sketching out a square in front of the screen with her one finger – “ well the channel 3 of this wonderful TV...I understand no?? So how could I not?? And well yes that does makes me Ms.Xray as well..”

I admit honestly looking into her eyes – “ khushi I want you to know that ever since I met you...iv always thought to myself that this instant understanding,comfort level in between of us is surely backed by the fact that...I kind off see a mirror image of myself in yoU..”

Khushi's eyes widen nervously yet adorably at that as she asks – “ wait..what?? You see a mirror image of yourself in me...like for real?????”

I nod sincerely keeping my eyes locked with her still- “ yes I do..for real Khushi...and maybe that’s why iv never felt happier than I have been feeling in this last month ever since i have gotten to you..you make me happy...talking to you..texting you...being in touch with you makes me really happy...”

I am super glad that she hasn’t looked away from my eye.

She gives me a heartfelt smile as she says – “ well talking to you, makes me very happy too Skipper Blue...and yes I would also say that you really do understand me..it’s like you get me in the ways that’s so mysterious and yet so warm and comfortable....and yes you can also say that there does seem to be like this mirror in between of us because if we start making that list of the things we have in common and our similar thoughts on so many things..it really would be morning right here…and well a little bit of that mirror kind of came to light on the very first day we met..right?? god…remember?? How strange was that encounter ya Mr Stranger…can’t believe its been a month to that already….”

I smile fondly as I say – “ well yes to that, I cant believe its been a month already…times been flying…and I am not complaining actually they do say that it does feel like that time flies faster when you feel all happy in your system…Its like ever since I have met you…I just cant stop smiling…I am smiling all the time..”

Khushi gives me a heart-warming smile as she says – “ well I am glad that I can make you smile that way Skipper Blue…ok how about I start with my rant over how dad was all nervous during the last over…or no wait…I want to listen to the remainder off your disappointment..”

I chuckle as I admit – “ theres barely any of that left khushi, I mean haven’t you noticed ever since we got on the call…iv been feeling all relaxed and happy for real…”

Khushi rolls her eyes at me – “ oh cmon ya Skipper Blue…I do want to hear you out on that..”

I smile as I say – “ ok…yes..i do want to talk to you about it…and I will…but first I want to hear you tell me all of the amusing bit…it’ll make me grin even more you know that…and you aren’t sleepy right?? We do have a little over an hour to talk anyway right?? I mean we are only flying out in the afternoon and do plan to meet up for breakfast an hour later…and I am not sleepy as well..”

Khushi nods as she says with a heart-warming smile– “ yes yes we have time…you know we have been practicing so hard this entire week anyway as well that we are taking a rest tomorrow as well..which means I am going to get up a little late too…so we can talk for a while right now…”

I grin as I say – “ ok then cmon…go on…tell me all about uncles reaction to the last over..”

Khushi grins and she says her eyes twinkling – “ ok here it goes…”,and she starts to tell me all about it in an adorable dramatic way which continues to Smitten and Bewitch me – a zillion times over.

Yup.

I was right about two very important things indeed.

I did see a Mirror image of myself in her, for Sure and that she was also the Mirror that was responsible for all my heart-warming smiles and grins that had filled in my Life, ever since I met her.

Going out for a Run towards the Trent Bridge on the night off 16th Feb,2019 - Freaking BEST-EST Decision ever.

INDEED.

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TADAAAAA!!!!!

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