Chapter 1

 

Well finally here is the 1^st part of my ff.

 

We see a stadium where polo match is going on. Whole stadium is full, when…

 

"You can't miss him, he is with other guys wearing a dark blue shirt, yellow number 9 on his back". A female voice was heard from behind.

The girl turned around and she is none other than kripa. She was wearing a simple white t-shirt with a blue denim .

Kripa – your cousin right?

Well second cousin!! I have barely spoken to him since he arrived.

Kripa looked at the most arrogant girl mishti.

Kripa was feeling sorry for mishti's cousin – atleast you contacted him right mishti.

Mishti's cousin in dark blue shirt was always treated badly by his family, kripa hardly remember her cousin as they moved away long back.

Mishti – you know what kripa it was a accident that I contacted him.

 

This was the final match that was being held in Mumbai, where mishti's cousin has also came after a long time. Since it was the final match so entire township of around 3000 have come to see.

Even people from different parts use to come for this match.