December 14, 2014 had been the most beautiful day of their lives. The day when they first met properly without any rush as back in college they were sort of strangers to each other. Recalling their history, Pratham saw Medhavi for the very first time in their class wearing a red-color kurta among all those minis and shorts and that’s what made him feel that a story is waiting out there. “She is different; different from rest of them.” He observed her but Medhavi never in her dreams thought that someone would notice her like this in the college (She created a good impression. KUDOS! ) Talking about Medhavi’s perspective; she basically didn’t know about any such guy named Pratham and to be precise she was least interested to know also. She was the class representative; so once the teacher asked her to take down the numbers of all the students; make a Whatsapp group so that she can convey all the information and act as a link between her (teacher) and the students.
Pratham also gave his number. Medhavi saved his number just the way she saved the number of her other classmates not knowing who he is. It had been months; nobody texted on the personal window. The chats were restricted to the group only. Medhavi was lost in her own friend circle while Pratham was figuring out ways his life was taking turns. They had same course, same classes but knew nothing about each other and then one day out of the blue a text popped upon Medhavi’s screen. It was Pratham asking for a little help in Economics. Medhavi told him that she doesn’t know anything about Economics but could surely help in English. This sounded a bit rude to him but he let it go. Although Pratham messaged again after 3 days enquiring about the date sheet and exams and since then they started texting on a regular basis. It wasn’t less than an addiction. He used to call her ‘TOPPER’ because he thought she knew almost everything and was just lying about the completion of the syllabus.
They had ‘All the best’, ‘Hey’, ‘Bye’ kind of conversations and frequent eye contacts where they accidently passed smiles. ☺ Medhavi liked talking to him because those days were rough on her giving her mental stress and he acted almost like a shield. He didn’t know what she was going through; nothing about her broken friendships and untrustworthy relationships. Maybe this was his nature but Pratham knew exactly how to cheer her up even without knowing the reason that’s why she used to call him the ‘ENTERTAINTMENT PACKAGE’. Well every girl deserves to be with someone who knows how to make his girl laugh. She felt too comfortable talking to him day and night. There was neither awkwardness nor second thoughts. They were enjoying this and before she could realize, she started having a soft spot for Pratham. Falling for someone this way was too early but surely they wanted to be more in contact. Day and night of texting; sharing of secrets and the want of talking to each other more and more made their first meeting in CP less awkward. Even Medhavi never thought that she would be asking someone like this :-
“Are you free on 14th?”
“Ummm Yeah..!”
“Then let’s catch up.”
…to be continued
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