PROLOGUE
Raman Kumar Bhalla, The eldest son of a big Pujabi family living in a village of Ludhiana. He has passion for basket ball. His favourite game.
"Dada ji plss..I wont work in the fields. I have to study. Atleast let me graduate." Said Rama to the eldest and most closest member to him of his family. "But puttar...we are not saying you to become a labourer. We have such vast land. You just have to control everything and see how people work under you." His grandfather tried to explain to his first and dearest grandchild.
"No...m not intersted. I want to go Delhi. I will study there. And there are best coach of basketball there. You know I want to play." He further argued. "But who will give you admission in such reputed colleges. Have you seen your grades?" He was hell bent on keeping him with himself only.
"Sports category. I have the certificates. There are special quotas for the sportsperson." He informed his grandfather. There was no point saying anything further. It has been two months since he has been persuading everyone in the family that he has to go Delhi. Big city, city of dreams..he wanted to see the life outside village and also learn basket ball well.
Its not that he came from some uneducated family. He and his siblings and cousins have studied in the best school of city. His grandfather being the sarpanch, they never left their village mansion but they had all the facilities and knowledge what urban people had. Even more than some as riches allow.
"Ishita...All the best for your interview" said Mihika. "Yayy..thnks." she replied as she entered the big gate of Hindu College. "I have reached the campus. Will call you after it's done." She glanced a look at the wide park and then made her way towards Corridor searching for the notice board to see the list of interviews.
"Why Hindu College? Your secondary school is in Chennai. " asked the interviewer glancing at her certificates through his spectacles. " My family shifted here last month Sir. So..M here. Moreover Hindu college is one of the best. So I would love to be part of it." She replied with confidence and high English accent in her voice. A look on the interviewer and anyone could say he was impressed. Her certificates already boasted of her intelligence. "You may leave. The list of selected candidates will be realesed in few days." He told her. "Thank you Sir." She nodded and left.
"Your sports trial are to start soon. Since you dont have much marks in your certificates...this is the only option. Score as much as you can. Weightage is 80% of game." Told the coach of Hindu College to Raman. He nodded his head. "Sure sir..I will try my level best." The next half hour was the wait for him as they prepared for the match.
Match was between a team of college and other team of all new boys who seeked admission. Raman Bhalla wanted this college and this coach. So he put in all his might. He made 8 baskets in the game which lasted for 20 minutes.
It was during break time when he was drinking water and shaking his head vigorously to dry aeay the sweat that his eyes fell on her. She was coming out from a classroom. A big file cover of certificates in her hands told that she had come for an interview.
His eyes fixed on hers as he stood rooted to the spot. She was wearing a tight 3/4th pant showing her lower legs with a pink sleeveless top giving a view of part of her shoulders. She was not zero size but her body had flesh at right places. Her curves were tempting. Raman felt an urge to run and talk to her right now. He along with his friends had commented on few girls sometimes but she gave him a feeling so strange which he couldn't recognise himself. He just stood mersimized by her beauty. She smiled and talked with few of girls and then left the place while his gaze followed her till she diminished as a point.
The constant whistling by the refree broke his trance. He was being called for next half. He shook his head and then smiling to himself, ran to the court. Now he had got one more reason to make it to the Hindu college.
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