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Introduction.
He got on to the local bus thinking this day would be like any other day. Getting on the train and leaving for work to mumbai, working all day and getting exhausted. He did not know today his life would have a fascinating twist to it. He'll meet an someone who will change the way he looks at the world. What did he know that he would meet his Love-At-First-Sight partner on a train station. How was he supposed to know that something like this existed, how was he to realize that he believed in love.
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She was ready to leave India and get back to England. She was a student of the renowned Oxford University and was here in Goa to meet her parents for Autumn break. She was all ready to leave and got into taxi to get to the train station from where she would leave for mumbai to catch her flight scheduled for tomorrow. Even she did not know that she would meet someone who would hit her on the head with his personality. She was not a psychic to realize that she would be Love-Struck on a train station. She was just thinking this would be another one of those disgusting trips in trains with sweaty people surrounding you.
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Character Sketch

Miss Ridhima Gupta : Pretty Indian girl leaving studying in England and has a strong belief in love.

Master Armaan Malick : A handsome Indian boy traveling from goa to mumbai for work everyday. Does not believe in love.
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~*Part one*~
"Maa please i will come back again once vacations start, please don't cry. Paa please tell maa or i won't be able to go !" She had a british accent to her speech; and why wouldn't she after all she was from the famous University of Oxford studying Arts.
"Beta its okay you know how emotional your mother is, and after all staying away from your only child is very hard for any mother!" Her father said in a shaky voice.
"Arre paa don't worry i'll be back soon and waise bhi this is my last term of the final year!" She took her paa into a tight hug.
Even though living between western cultured people her mind always functioned as an Indian.
Just then the driver in the taxi started honking "oh memsaab, zaraa jaldi karo aur bhi bhada ruka hai !"
"Haan bhaiya ek minute ruko; Bye maa bye paa don't worry i'll come back soon !" Then she gave quick but passionate hugs to her parents and got into the taxi. As the taxi drove away her parents stood there standing.
"Kitni badi ho gayi hain meri beti Ridhima !" Her mother said these words in a passionate tone and both of ridhima's parents walked in to their houses.
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"Arre yaar waise bhi late hoon ab ye bhabhi bhi naa" He whispered to himself knowing that if his bhabhi would hear that she would hold him back for another hour.
"BHABHI JALDI KARO WARNA BOSS KAMSE NIKAL DEGA" Even though he was very angry at the moment he never really meant the rudeness in his voice, because his bhabhi was the only one among women whom he respected, otherwise he never really had any feelings for women he always thought they were just his fellow members in the cycle of life !
"Haan baba yeh Armaan kabhi nahi sudrega pehla to late uthta hain phir mujhe chillata hain nalayak !" His bhabhi was very loving and caring towards him, ever since his mother expired she looked after him and never let him feel the pain of being an orphan. She walked up to him and caught him by his ears.
"OW ow ow ow Bhabhi ab yeh kis liye OW ow" He spoke with that kiddy edge in his voice. Inspite of being handsome and responsible this man here loved to act like a kid at times, He was addicted to making cute and funny faces, he believe in enjoying what a person has today instead of planning for tomorrow !
Finally his bhabhi let him leave for work and he reached the train station just in time, but then something caught his eye on the notice board and he was shocked !
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~*Part two*~
Armaan was already late to work and things got even worse for him! The train today was delayed for 3 hours!
"THREE HOURS!!!! What the hell!" armaan was now irritated, but what could he do, he saw a bench next to the timings board and sat there. After waiting for about five minutes he got fed-up and walked over to the magazine stall to buy something to read.
"Bhiyya, ek ummm.....seventeen magazine dena." armaan was actually baffled to see a girl dressed in a knee length black turtle neck dress with long dangling earrings and a proper american accent, he could not control himself and left out an audible chuckle.
"What! did i say something wrong?" ridhima eyed armaan from top to bottom, she was impressed by his looks, his double doctor type T-shirts and faded jeans. She totally adored this kind of look but hated it when people in India chuckled at her accent or made fun of her, after all she herself was Indian.
"Oh i'm sorry its just that, its bhiayya not bhiyya! But i understand the accent problems!" armaan politely replied back trying to ease out the building tension.
"Oh my bad, being a bona fide Indian i never was able to get the hang of proper hindi, almost all of my childhood i spent studying in england!" ridhima blurted it all out, she always was soft hearted to people who treated her well, she always told them almost everything!
"Thats pretty cool, anyways i'm armaan from goa and you?" armaan asked her, he actually found her very innocent and beautiful, every second that he spent with her he got more attracted to her! Everytime he saw a lock of hair flying across her face he wanted to get up and put it back!
'Why am i feeling all these emotions, why is my heart telling me to just be with her, its been merely 15 minutes since we met and something is pulling me towards her, what is this??' armaan could not figure out the emotion building inside him, he just could not bare the distance they had, he wanted to be close to her now, he wondered why he did not get this feeling in the past years of his life! Why now? why with a stranger?? Why was this stranger in his life attracting him?
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"I'm ridhima, from goa too, right now i'm giving my final year in arts at the oxford university." ridhima replied back in a jiffy wondering why she was so into talking to this stranger!
'Whats wrong? why am i acting like this? i feel like i've known him for all my life, like i've spent all my life with him, why are these feelings coming to me all of a sudden, can this be....no it can't be love! He's just a stranger who walked into my life minutes ago!
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