Prologue
Amyra
It's been over a year since I met Vihaan and I am so happy. My decision of not to move to Kolkata with my parents because if I did, I would have never met him.
Being with him felt right. We didn't say our feelings out loud. It was something we both felt but I am glad I didn't because you know, Vihaan. He has been my everything for the last few months. He is the sweetest, genuine, and caring guy I have ever met and that's why I love him.
Oh my God! Love. This is the first time I have admitted this to myself. He makes my heart flutter and my toes tingle. Everything feels natural with him. He makes the words of the song true...
*"Kehte Hain Khuda ne is Jahan mein sabhi ke liye
Kisi na kisi ko hai banaya har kisike liye
Tera Milna hai us Rab ka ishara maana
Mujhko banaya tere jaise hi kisi ke liye
Kuchh to hai tujhe Raabta..."
Today is his football match finals. He has been practicing for weeks and was so busy we haven't got the chance to meet properly. I will go to cheer him up from the stands.
He is up for before the match practice and we will meet at the match venue directly. Not to forget, we have a date tonight and he won't say anything about it. He said it's a surprise.
I sit up from my bed and think about what I was thinking about a bit earlier. Do I love him? The very mention of his name makes me blush and smile like an idiot. He is always in my mind and he makes me happy. I daydream about our moments. The best moments of my life. Let's leave that thought for later and get ready. I almost got lost in my thoughts. I don't want to be late. I quickly get up from the bed and take a shower after brushing my teeth.
I take Vihaan's jersey and pair it with my blue jeans and jacket. It's a bit oversized but I love wearing it. It kind of smells like him. I never wear his jersey outside but today I did to show him I am always here to support him. Then I take a look at the mirror and put on some mascara and eyeliner and a little bit of lip balm. I am ready. I take a look at the wall clock. I still have 10 mins. Let's check on the emails.
I take out my laptop and logged in to my email and almost yelled.
I am dreaming, I am dreaming. I open my eyes wide and check again. No, this isn't a dream.
I clicked on the first email and read out the words out loud to reassure myself all of it is true.
"You have selected the Indian institute of hotel management, Kolkata..."
I read it out loud twice. I jump up and down on the bed. I am selected. This is the best day ever. Could I be any happier? I have no words for how I am feeling. Everyone would be so happy. Mom, Dad, Kaira, Trisha, and Vihaan...
I sat on my bed when the thought of Vihaan crossed my mind. That means I will have to leave him and go to Kolkata. This is not what is supposed to be. A year ago, I imagined myself to be jumping here and there when I get this letter but now. I cannot leave him here. I love him. I love him. I am sure...
I have to tell him now. I can't wait. I love him. I yelled in excitement. I love Vihaan. I texted Vihaan about where he was practicing but he didn't answer. Not even a double tick. Maybe Aayush knows and I called him to know where he is.
"Hello, Amyra." He said as he picked up my call in the second ring.
"Do you know where Vihaan is?"
"I know but he cannot talk. He is busy." I know the coach maybe lecturing them on how they have to win and giving them last-minute tips.
"I have to talk about something."
"It can wait till the match right?"
Aayush asked me but no it has to be now.
"No, it's important."
"Alright, you know the ground five minutes from our college."
"Okay, Don't tell him about anything. I want to surprise him."
If he knows I am coming he will tell me not to come.
"I am not with him and he does not have his phone with him considering you called me. Don't worry. I will meet you at the match."
"See you." After I hang up the call. I take the keys to my scooter and rushed to the ground. On the way there, I thought about his reaction. I love you, Vihaan and the thought alone brought butterflies to my stomach.
I got out of the house in a haste but now that I am almost there. Nervousness takes over me. I hope I don't start speaking rubbish like I do when I am nervous. I reached the ground faster than I thought.
Thank God, there was no traffic but the ground was empty. There was no one here. Then I saw someone who was walking on the way to college. I asked him and he said the boys went to freshen up in the washroom.
I asked him the way to the washroom. I couldn't go in the men's washroom so I stood outside but I could hear their voices. As soon as I heard his voice, I squealed in excitement. I know eavesdropping is bad but when I heard they were talking about me. I was curious and what I heard wasn't something I was ready for. I came to give him a surprise and instead I got a surprise myself.
I was shattered. I couldn't stand there a minute. I left the place at once. I couldn't control the tears from falling but tried hard to stop them by biting my lower lip because I didn't want to cry in public. People will ask hundreds of questions. It will be hard to answer them.
After reaching home, I shut the door and fell on my knees, and started crying. I held in for too long. I closed my eyes and remember all the moments I had with him.
I cried till I didn't have tears left. I was so done. There is no way I am going to the match now. I took a deep breath and drank water to gain some composure. I picked up my phone and called mom...
"Mom, ask Dad to book my ticket for tomorrow. I am coming..."
......VOCABULARY......
The song
Kehte Hain Khuda ne is Jahan
mein sabhi ke liye
Kisi na kisi ko hai banaya har kisike liye
~
It is said that in this world God has created someone for everyone.
Tera Milna hai us Rab ka ishara maana
~
I believe that meeting you was God's signal.
Mujhko banaya tere jaise hi kisi ke liye
~ That he created me for you.
Kuchh to hai tujhse Raabta...
~
I have some connection with you.
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