Here in Delhi, Aryan was an 'odd man out' amongst others. Although he was studying photography and related stuff; he was a person having multiple talents and skills. Apart from his fabulous photography skills and startling academic success, he was a great singer, amazing chef and an awesome writer too! Moreover, he was an apt example of a kind human. Who won't be attracted to such a perfect guy!?
Shreya was one of his 'fangirls'. Albeit Aryan didn't like to talk much, she would look up for the chances to approach him.
Gradually Aryan turned into an ambievert as he had to socialize with people due to the demand of his profession. And by this time; Shreya was a good friend of his (Ahem! Nothing much :P). With the each day passing, Shreya was falling harder and harder for him as he was 'the one' while Aryan had not even a slighteds idea of it. She would notice his tiniest of activities, at times she would literally stare at him; without letting him know, she would steal glances and smile following a cute blush. and would feel proud of being around him.
Through that year Shreya got one thing for sure that Aryan has closed & locked the way to reach his heart. He would talk about everything but would never reveal of expose himself, his thoughts. And Shreya was a curious being who wanted to know as much as she can about him. She was in no hurry, side would keep on trying but he wouldn't tell her.
As a year ended; Aryan went to his home, to his village, to his mother who was waiting for her son the way Chataka waits for the rain.
Shreya was one of his 'fangirls'. Albeit Aryan didn't like to talk much, she would look up for the chances to approach him.
Gradually Aryan turned into an ambievert as he had to socialize with people due to the demand of his profession. And by this time; Shreya was a good friend of his (Ahem! Nothing much :P). With the each day passing, Shreya was falling harder and harder for him as he was 'the one' while Aryan had not even a slighteds idea of it. She would notice his tiniest of activities, at times she would literally stare at him; without letting him know, she would steal glances and smile following a cute blush. and would feel proud of being around him.
Through that year Shreya got one thing for sure that Aryan has closed & locked the way to reach his heart. He would talk about everything but would never reveal of expose himself, his thoughts. And Shreya was a curious being who wanted to know as much as she can about him. She was in no hurry, side would keep on trying but he wouldn't tell her.
As a year ended; Aryan went to his home, to his village, to his mother who was waiting for her son the way Chataka waits for the rain.
To be continued...
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"The way Chataka waits for rain" yaar itne simple language me, full to feels.
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