Couple Pairing:Barun Sobti as Arnav Singh Raizada and Dhrashti Dhami as Geet Handa
Game of Destiny...
Summary:
This is just basically the story of Geet's love life...It's about how she meets her made for her person Arnav Singh Raizada...Geet narrate's her loveee story...Hopee you all like it...
Characters:
Geet Handa:
A very sweet,romantic actually hopeless romantic girl who learns to deal with love the hard way...
Arnav Singh Raizada:
A very cute,handsome,amaazzziiing guy...who believes in aek baar maine commitment kar diya phir main khud ki bhi nahi sunta attitude...
Krrish Gupta:
Everyone has a guy in school or college who has the best and is the best at everything right???...In Geet's lovestory Krrish Gupta was this boy..Geet had fallen for him very hard...but it didn't take him time to crush her hopes and dreams in seconds...
Game of Destiny...
The first conversation of love:
I was certain that he knew about my secret love story, how could he not know that I loved him when the whole world knew it. The sky, the trees, the earth, my badminton racquet that I picked up when I knew it was his favorite game, and all my friends. How could he be so ignorant of my eyes which were so full of love and my heart which sighed every time I saw him?
I never tried to conceal my love, but I didn't want to force him to love me. I had walked half the distance for him and wanted him to cross the rest. I knew he would come. Every year, a sports tournament was organized by the school and students from all the schools across the country participated in it. It was a big event in September. It was a very exciting experience and the perfect platform to meet new faces and a chance to express your crush, love and… whatever!
I was being desperate and itching to shed the goody-two-shoes. If only I could tell him, everything would settle. Feminism was in, a lot of girls ask guys out, and I was not an alien.
I made up my mind to tell him in the Badminton court. I had kept a nice salwaar for the occasion. I wore it, tied my hair in a ponytail, applied coffee color lipstick, and my wore my aunt's heels (which were way too big for me). I was ready to dispatch myself for the mission.
He was there as expected, like the Prince Charming of Cinderella. And I was his Cinderella, only without the glass slippers. Or so I thought. I went to the court where he was practicing and occupied a corner. He was playing and I had to wait for him. He looked at me and I waved. He turned away, no hints there. I stood there for an hour and he was still playing. Why can't he stop for a minute and listen to me? Maybe he wanted to meet me alone and so was pretending to play.
My mind was working furiously. But I could see that he wasn't focused on the game as he was missing many shots. He walked up to me. Krrish:Hey, whom are you waiting for?
Geet:Y…ouu…
All I could manage to say, after stuttering for a minute
Krrish:Me, why?
He asked in mock surprise. By then I had summoned all my courage, enough to tell him that it was important to talk to him alone and somewhere less public. So we were walking together. He was eying me intensely. I got butterflies in my tummy, and yet, it excited me. It was a difficult walk, as my heels were too big for me. But I loved it, the walk. After walking a while, he stopped abruptly.
Krrish:"What do you want from me?"
Geet:"You"
I blurted without hesitation. Cheesy and ego shattering, but what can a ninth grader say when all they used to watch back in those days was Animal Planet. He was amused. Oh wow, he likes me I thought.
Krrish:"You are kidding, right?" .
I could only shake my head for no.
Krrish:"So is that why you're wearing a Christmas frock in September and putting on coffee lipstick. To lure me for a date? You look like a fool. Didn't you see the mirror before coming here? Go home and put that lipstick in your locker if you want to attract a boy sometime in your life. You're a child and I don't date children."
The end of love as I knew it:
Snip, snip… with each word that he uttered, he was snipping away all the confidence I ever had. He walked away. I sat on the ground. I didn't know when I got back home. I could never love again. I was shattered. A year passed but my love for him never changed even after his harsh words.
I loved him the same way I did the first day I saw him. That love had made me a real girl. My friends too had grown up. A very dear friend of mine used to travel in the same school bus as he did. She was more beautiful than me. And she didn't wear glasses. She got friendly with him. It was done with a purpose to bring him to me. There was a ray of hope at last. But instead of bringing him to me, she hooked up with him. They fell in love with each other.
Time passed by and I really grew up this time. I passed my years with good grades. My friend and he were still together. I was still friends with her too. To pursue my education, I went to the big city where my parents lived. But the memories of my small town dorms and him were with me all the time. Could I ever forget him? When I first got to my parent's place, I didn't like the big city. It was just too big. And there were no things such as friendship, everyone was in his or her own boat rowing on to crush others.
A true love story rekindled:
But then I clung close to my parents and I loved it. I was tuned to my studies and made myself forget the whole heart-breaking "trauma" of my teen years. Do you think I could ever make the folly of falling in love again? I never did believe I would.
But I did fall in love again. There was this guy, my neighbor. For the first time in my life I was a girly girl who actually was hogging all the stares of the men from Mars, and vicious green stares from Venusian eyes. For the first time in my life, I started flirting. "Harmless flirting", that's what one of my cousins called it. My neighbor was very handsome and I could say, quite interested too.
So we started our little game of "harmless flirting". We would look at each other and smile. But there was nothing more than that. No words. He was good, with words (gestures actually, as we never spoke to each other) and I was mesmerized by his eyes. I never thought that I could fall in love all over again. I was a veteran in love long before it was time to be one.
I had left everything of my past behind, even the phone numbers and addresses of my friends. I was happy with my new found flirting partner. I had my future clearly etched for me. I would study hard as I always did, get a job and would flirt with him for a change, if he ever remained around that long.
I was going through a blank frame of mind for a few days and the occasional veranda flirt also failed to cheer me up. So I completely avoided going out on the balcony for two days. One time, as I was sauntering home after school, I saw him. My flirting friend. Whoa, what was he doing here? He waved his hands and gestured towards me. I felt like I was in a stupor, I went to him.
He reminded me, hoping to rekindle that day when I was crazy about him.
But it hit me the other way, and the pain of that evening came rushing back to me. I just looked at him, blankly.
...The End...
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