Seeing her my heart skip a beat😻😻

4 years ago

Mikky

@MidnightLibrary

Sanyogita turned another page ,2014, Mumbai,

Then I was only 21, in the final year of my college .It was Saturday , I was stuck in the busy traffic of Mumbai ""Oh damn it!;I exclaimed in irritation after checking my wrist watch which showed it was 5 pm in the early evening.I took out my head outside of the window and glanced outward,there was rapid noises of horns of the vehicles given by the driver sitting in the car behind my black BMD .I gave a disgusting look at him and threatening him with some bad harsh language which shut up his bloody mouth''

Each and every passing second seemed like tests of my endurance. I was literally getting bored so turned on the music player in the car adjacent to the steering.Suddenly on the road I saw a glimpse of a girl who was helping an helpless old woman in crossing the road.I had never seen there before her ,my gazed followed her the way she had gone .She turned her face towards the old woman who kissed her forehead .She looked at her with innocent smile on her face,my heart skipped a beat. At that instant the rain had started, I did not know why I was still looking at her,that was happening for the first time with me.Horns of the cars helped to give back my sense. All the cars had already gone away except me along with the remaining were waiting behind me ,I glanced at the looking glass of my car where I could see the clenched teeth of the driver .Without any delay I started the engine and drove the car.

My friendzones are Dharam, my bestest buddy since my school days, Raghav,Atul,Risav,Kesab we were all friends.

It was Dharam's birthday, and we had planned a surprise party for him at a trendy nightclub. By 11:30 PM, all the arrangements were ready – the balloons, the cake, the drinks, and the music. We were just waiting for the birthday boy to arrive, and as soon as he stepped out of his car, we shouted "Surprise!" Dharam looked stylish in his blue jeans, brown blazer, and black t-shirt, and I couldn't help but feel a little envious. I was wearing black jeans, a maroon blazer, and a white T-shirt, but Dharam's outfit seemed to radiate a confident swagger that I couldn't match.

We shared a warm, bear-like hug, and after cutting the cake, we headed inside the club. The music was pulsating, and the dance floor was packed. Dharam was busy with his girlfriend Siya, a beautiful and friendly girl with long, curly hair and bright smile. Raghav was also with his girlfriend Mahek, a petite girl with a shy demeanor. Risav, on the other hand, was fixated on a girl across the room – a stunning brown hair with piercing black eyes and a red dress that hugged her curves in all the right places.

"She's looking hot!" Risav exclaimed, his eyes glued to the girl. I teased him, "Bro, how many times will you have to insult yourself? She's already ditched you!" Risav made a sad face and asked for my help in impressing her.

"bro, what to do how to get her? "he make a sad face

"Relax, bhool ja use( forget her)!"

"No,I can't, Please bro help me"""

"No, why me? It's your matter, why should I help you?"

"You are saying all because you yourself can't even impress any of them?"Risav said Sarcastically

"Dude you all know Who I am ?There is no girls who can resist charms and looks of Prithvi Malhotra"I said in pride

"Okay, then in today's night impressed the most hottest girl in this party''Challenged threw by Risav

"Okay, Bro just wait and watch , but I have a condition?" I demanded

"If I have to throw a whisky party; to us !"

"Okay, Prithvi, now at first complete the dare."

I made my way through the crowd, my confidence soaring with every step. I spotted the girl again, this time dancing with her friends. She had long, dark brown hairs with subtle highlights of auburn, which caught the light as she moved. Her eyes sparkled like diamonds, and her smile could light up a room. I was determined to impress her.

I approached her group, and with a charming smile, I asked her to dance. She agreed, and we lost ourselves in the music. I spun her around, my hands on her waist, and she laughed, her eyes shining with excitement. We danced for hours, our bodies moving in perfect sync.

As the night wore on, I knew I had to make my move. I leaned in close, my lips inches from hers. She didn't pull away, and I took that as a sign. I stole a quick lip kiss, my heart racing with excitement. She tasted like strawberries and champagne, and I was hooked.

The kiss was brief, but electric. She smiled up at me, her eyes sparkling with surprise and delight. "You're bold, I like that," she said, her voice husky. I grinned, feeling triumphant. I had impressed her, and I knew I had her attention.

We talked for a while longer, exchanging numbers and laughter. As the night drew to a close, I walked her out of the club, my arm around her shoulders. Risav and the others cheered, and Dharam raised an eyebrow, a hint of a smile on his face.

"You won the challenge, bro," Risav said, clapping me on the back. "But don't think you're getting off that easy. We're having a whisky party to celebrate!"

I grinned, feeling like the king of the world. I had impressed the girl, stolen a kiss, and won the challenge. What more could I ask for?

On The way after the end of the party Dharam told me"";Bro, you are not only my bestest buddy also a brother of me, I give you one advice, you run after different girls in the party every day, they agree too!"""

""";I know D, Prithvi is Prithvi's hottest guy in college, till today there is no such girl in the world who can resist the charm of Prithvi.
Dharam smirked """Prithvi Maybe today so many girls are dying for you ,may be it's all for your external appearance and status, perhaps there will be an one girl whom you fall in love with but can't get her "'

''"I burst out in laughter after hearing his advised """bro, I will never fall in love, """
'''; you are saying all this now, but when will it happen, you will remember my words"";;After that Dharam had gone away.

Next day in the morning I had again scolded by my Dad.According I as a son I was a zero,I was always busy in parties,hang out with friends..blah blah blah.After death of Maa My grandfather and grandmother were the only two who loved me in my home.Every morning my Dad came into my room and gave a shit of lecture at starting of the day and his everything had ended up in business ,his emperor .
My mood was really bad despite the fact that My grandmother wanted me to give her company to the Shiva Temple. I was not in such a mood ,but after her insurance finally I had agreed as I didnt like her to look at me that way.

As I stepped out of the car, my grandmother's gentle teasing echoed in my ears. "Prithvi, Mandir me anne ke baad nahi lautna chaiye beta, chalo ab bhar aayo bhagwan tumhe khaa nahi jayenge!" (After coming to the temple, you should not return, beta, come on now, God will not eat you!) I couldn't help but chuckle at her playful words.

At last I had to get down from the car . She was content with me .When I was going up the stairs, I felt something different for the first time.I had reached the last step of the stairs of the temple. Cool breeze touched my face,it seemed as something magical would be waiting for me , I did not know suddenly why I was feeling more cherish in my spirit. My grandmother had already inside the temple, I had also joint her by clasping both palms of mine.

As I opened my eyes and turned around after the prayer, I was met with a vision that left me breathless. The same girl I had seen the day before stood before me, her eyes closed in reverence as she prayed. Her delicate features were accentuated by the soft light filtering through the temple, giving her an ethereal glow.

Her closed eyes and long lashes, like the tender petals of a flower, added to her enchanting beauty. Her waist-length, sleek black hair cascaded down her back like a waterfall of night, framing her face with elegance. The royal blue salwar kameez she wore seemed to shimmer in the light, evoking the image of a blue lotus blooming in a serene pond at dawn.

Her face was a masterpiece of elegance, with a straight nose bridge and a gentle, rounded slope, slightly upturned at the tip, giving her an endearing and innocent look. Her lips, a natural pink Cupid's bow, curved upwards in a perpetual smile, inviting as the petals of a rose, curved into a gentle smile, as if she sensed my gaze upon The upper lip formed a gentle, rounded peak, while the lower lip was full and plump,

And then, she opened her eyes, revealing two glittering pools of ocean-black depths that seemed to hold secrets and stories beyond my wildest dreams. Our eyes met, and time stood still. The chanting of the panditji, the ringing of the temple bells, and the murmur of the devotees faded into the background, leaving only the two of us, suspended in a world of our own. I felt my heart race faster with every passing second, as if trying to keep pace with the rhythm of my thoughts.

In that moment, I knew I was in trouble. I had never felt this way before, and I didn't know how to process it. All I knew was that I couldn't look away, couldn't tear my gaze from hers. She was a vision of loveliness, a holly blossom placed at God's feet, and I was forever changed.

As the panditji distributed the prasad, our eyes broke contact, and she turned to leave. But just as she reached the temple door, she glanced back over her shoulder, her eyes locking onto mine for a fleeting moment. The brief look sent shivers down my spine, leaving me breathless and bewildered.

"Oh, Shivji!" I whispered, my voice barely audible. I couldn't put into words the emotions swirling inside me. It was as if my heart had skipped a beat, and my soul had awakened from a deep slumber.

As I stood there, frozen in time, I saw her again – standing in the same spot, with the same gentle smile, and the same captivating eyes. It was as if the universe had conspired to bring us together once more.

But, like a fleeting dream, she vanished into thin air, leaving me with more questions than answers. What was happening to me? Why did I feel this way?

As I walked down the street, I couldn't believe my eyes - there she was, the same girl I had seen at the temple, radiant in a red kurti with a scarf elegantly draped around her neck. Her simple attire only added to her natural beauty, making her stand out like a crimson bloom in a garden of greens.

What struck me most, however, was her kindness. She was distributing food to the poor children on the street, her hands moving with compassion as she offered them sustenance. The small, innocent faces lit up with joy as they received her offerings, and they showered her with affection, kissing her cheeks with gratitude. She reciprocated their love, her smile illuminating her face as she kissed them back.

The scene was like a painting, a masterpiece of human connection and empathy. The children's faces, once etched with hunger and despair, now radiated happiness, their eyes sparkling with hope. The smile that appeared on their faces was priceless, a testament to the power of kindness and generosity.

I watched, mesmerized, as she continued her selfless act, unaware of my presence. And then, I decided to follow her, curious about this angelic creature who seemed to embody the very essence of compassion.

Days passed, and I found myself wondering if I would ever see her again. And then, fate intervened. I was walking through the corridors of my college .

After a few days ,I was surprised to see her at the same college at which I have read.

Sanyogita was surprised after seeing the name of the college on Prithvi's diary , her eyes were wide .She recalled her first day at college,she entered into the college , the whole campus was very vast.There were so many trees inside it.She was going to ask about the exact location of her class but she had found boys and girls were running across the terrace .She was confused by them "does these people insane?";she was thinking in her mind

She was walking through the corridor of the ground floor of the academic building ,suddenly she heard an unclear shouting .She was wondering “what was happening there?She couldn't make out clearly ,might be somebody was in danger,so she had taken her steps towards the direction of the noise

Sanyogita reached near to the exact location ,she had discover that the shouting sounds were coming from the back of the college building .Finally she reached to the spot.She saw there were crowd of students were cheering

The air was electric with excitement as Sanyogita stood at the edge of the crowd, her eyes scanning the commotion.

"Prithviii...Prithviii...Prithviii!"

"Vickyy...Vickyy...Vickyyy!" echoed through the air, the chants growing louder with each passing moment. She squinted, trying to make out what was happening, but the sea of faces obscured her view.

Her gaze drifted upwards, and she spotted the goal post towering above the crowd, its height impressive. Ah, a basketball court! But why the frenzy? She craned her neck, trying to catch a glimpse of the players, but they were too far away.

On the court, two young boys, identical in height and build, faced off against each other. Their designer clothes and confident demeanor screamed wealth and privilege. Vicky, his eyes flashing with determination, challenged Prithvi, "2 mins, two goals!" Prithvi smirked, his eyes glinting with confidence, "Don't worry, dude, I'll finish the game before time runs out!"

The game began, and Prithvi sank the first goal with ease, the crowd erupting in cheers. "Prithviii...Prithviiii...Prithviii!"

The scoreboard flashed
Prithvi: 1, Vicky: 0. Vicky retaliated, his pass clever, and the ball swooshed into the goal post.

"Vickyyy...Vickyyy...Vickyyy!" The scoreboard now read Prithvi: 1, Vicky: 1.

The tension mounted as the clock ticked down. Prithvi caught the ball, his movements graceful, and threw it into the goal post with seconds to spare. The crowd exploded, "Prithvi won the match!" His friends lifted him onto their shoulders, a sea of smiling faces surrounding him.

Sanyogita, still at the edge of the crowd, caught only a glimpse of Prithvi's back as he was mobbed by his friends. Suddenly, a hand touched her shoulder, and she turned to find Radhika, her best friend, grinning at her. Radhika's violet shirt and black jeans stood out amidst the crowd, her open hair and light makeup a testament to her effortless style.

"When did you come?" Sanyogita asked, surprised. Radhika's eyes sparkled with excitement as Sanyogita revealed her own surprise admission to the college. Together, the two friends made their way through the dispersing crowd, their chatter and laughter mingling with the fading cheers.

Prithvi:-

As I emerged from the basketball court, sweat-drenched and breathless, I caught a glimpse of her again - the same girl who had captivated my heart. I rushed towards the corridor, my feet pounding the floor, but she was nowhere to be found. It was as if she had vanished into thin air, leaving me with only the memory of her fleeting presence.

Days passed, and I found myself consumed by thoughts of her. And then, I finally learned her name - Sanyogita. The syllables danced on my tongue, a sweet melody that echoed through my mind. I repeated her name, again and again, until it became a whispered prayer, a longing that refused to be silenced.

I began to follow her, discreetly, from afar. My bike became my companion, as I trailed her through the winding streets. One day, she stopped at the corner of a street, and I halted my bike, observing her from a distance. She approached a group of puppies, their tiny bodies wriggling with excitement, and showered them with affection. Her eyes, brimming with compassion, sparkled as she caressed their fur, offering them biscuits with a gentle smile.

I watched, transfixed, as she lavished love on the innocent creatures. Her expression was a testament to her boundless empathy, a reflection of the kindness that dwelled within her. In that moment, I knew I was irretrievably drawn to her, my heart ensnared by the tender beauty of her soul.