Love in stadium

It was 9:55 am. She was sound asleep. Her cell phone buzzed & she woke up. She checked texts from her friend Deepali,"where are you? Coming for lecture or not?" She replied,"just woke up, reaching in 15-20mins." She got up, jumped towards her wardrobe, gazed all the green shades... She took out a bright green top & jeans. She had shower quickly & rode towards college. She entered campus & passed by the cricket ground where guys played. She saw the guy batting, hit a shot far away & then moving his bat in air just like practicing shot. She was never interested in cricket, it was something that repelled her most. She accelerated as well as looked at him till she reached the brink of colliding with a professor's car! She heard the horn, took her glance off the boy & turned her face on the car that was absolutely in front of her & the professor gave her an indignant look. She said,"Sorry Sir" & disappeared from there, reached near lecture hall, her friend was waiting for her. They went inside for lecture, but she couldn't concentrate on lecture, she was lost in the green ground where boys were playing & that boy was still playing with his bat on the back of her mind. She left the class without saying anything to anybody. The professor with whose car she was about to collide, caught him in the corridor. She was scarred about confronting him so she stealthily left the corridor.

She moved towards the cricket ground. She saw that guy again moving around with his friends, chattering. The boy caught her looking at him. He smiled at her. She smiled back. He came closer to her smirking & said,"what fascinated you so much about my shot that you almost collided with the professor!" She replied in a faltering way,"nothing, it just happened, I don't know, why, what happened, whatever, chuck it." He said, "you can sit in stadium & look at us but not while riding." She smilingly said,"okay". She suddenly got interested in cricket. She sat in the stadium to stare the guy and she couldn't know when it turned a habit. She had fallen for him by the end of a month. She just couldn't say it, though she wanted to shout out aloud in stadium, "I'm in love" but she wanted the guy to initiate. So she waited for a month more & the guy had fallen for her too as he saw her daily in the stadium cheering. He saw her very close to her, just like his bat. He loved his bat & now he loved the girl equally. Cricket was his passion, now he was passionate about the girl too. One day after the match, they both grew irresistible & they both knew inwardly that the feeling was mutual. He went closer to her & brushed his lips against hers softly. He was a man of cricket, so he abstained words & said it all through his kiss. But she was a girl of fairy tales, she just held his hand in hers entwined. They sat in stadium side by side blushing & chattering.

PS : Sorry for not using cricket register, that's because I am not into it & have no idea of terms! It was just a try of going into something I detest i.e. cricket!

Soulmates

Reeti was a daughter of a navy officer. Since she belonged to elite class, her father received invitations in dinner parties, which she loved to attend. She was an ebullient girl with charisma. Once in such party, she was seemingly very perky and frolicsome, suddenly she collided with a gentleman who was walking with a tray in his hands, filled with some snacks which fell on her red evening gown. He said, “I’m so sorry” repeatedly with an anxious countenance. She smiled humbly and said, “That's alright, may be it was my fault, not yours” and she hastened towards washroom. He was surprised by her modesty and the unusual jovial smile. She came back and was absolutely cool-headed. Soon he got busy with his work. She captured his eyes again, when she was dancing a waltz with an aged man possibly her grandfather’s age. Both danced amiably & the crowd gazed them with a smile & that guy got more impressed & interested as well.

The party got over, she was bidding adieu to the people she knew. That guy came closer & said, “you danced well.” She replied gracefully, “thanks” with her sheen smile. He further said, “I guess I’ve seen you before I can’t recall where, may be in a party.”

She replied, “may be; I’m habitual with such parties.”

He asked, “may I know your name Miss”

She said, “I’m Reet Dsouza” and you?

“I’m Amit Tiran working as caterer, I did my Hotel Management two years back from IIHM & got a job in Pune itself, about to get promotion & placement in Taj group Mumbai. So I’m gonna shift there soon."

Reet’s father intervened & said, “we’re getting late, lets go”. She hurriedly said, “bye” to Amit & left.

Both Reet & Amit went back to their places that night & retired to bed soon but both couldn’t sleep despite weariness. They both were reminiscing each other, great deal of telepathy happened. He closed his eyes & recalled her amicable smile. She closed her eyes & couldn’t get her head off, the short conversation they had. She said to herself, “if only daddy hadn’t interrupted & I could have talked to him for long.” Both thinking of each other, got up from their beds’ & turned on laptop, logged in to their FB id & searched each other & found. Both at the same time were online, this simple fact brought smile on their faces. Then they continued their conversation via chat thereafter video calls. Some attraction towards each other they felt. The chats continued till the dawn broke, they were sleepy heads falling on the keyboards yet willing to chat endlessly, stay in touch forever & ever. Every moment, every second, they showered shy smiles, loud giggles & grins followed by blush & basked in hearts, as if they had found their soulmate in a single meeting. 

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