At the end of her classes, when Sanyukta was all set to leave the college, her friend came running to her, seeking for a help. The task was, keeping her eye on the door so that she could talk to her friend by the PCO in college canteen, to what, Sanyukta agreed genuinely.

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Half an hour had passed by. The voice of her friend was going vogue. Sanyukta could hear her sob from outside so she decided to take a check. From meters distance, Sanyukta perceived the disturbance between the couple. She found her friend arguing and crying at the same time. Being unfamiliar of the exact situation, she decided to leave her alone. Another story of heart break she witnessed. How can love lead a heart break?' she wondered, shrugged, finally left the entrance of the canteen to take a clear view of disturbing thoughts in her mind.

By the grace of God, she never had such kind of sour experience with the word called LOVE. No break up, heart break has taken place in her life until now. So she thought, she had been sharing a satisfying and healthy relationship with LOVE.

Waiting outside of the canteen, Sanyukta witnessed students leaving the college. She checked her wrist watch impatiently. No doubt her friend was going to take more time she would have said. It was just two thirty. She had enough time to cross the boundary of her ladies hostel.

'Excuse me!' the unfamiliar voice caused a sudden turn by Sanyukta, the jerked one. She didn't like that. A guy aged around twenty five was there, in not so clean clothes, looking at Sanyukta with puppy eyes. Sanyukta stared at him blankly. He had deep dark brown eyes complimenting by a pair of thick, rich brows those had a vogue blend of each other on his forehead. He could be called handsome easily but he wasn't. She didn't consider him as that. Sanyukta stepped back for two times. She was a girl and supposed to be scared at his sudden arrival, actually.

'What's the time?' he asked with a smile. The smile suited his little stubbled cheek and seemed genuine also. A boy with manner. Sanyukta looked at him suspiciously.

'Two thirty' she spoke with a glint of fear in her voice. The fear wasn't from the man, standing before her. The fear was genetic that she had from her previous generation. So she decided to go back to the place she was before.

'Hey, listen, will you help me?' he came walking after Sanyukta.

'I need that'

'No. I actually can't make it to help you. I am so sorry.' Sanyukta put more energy in her walking so he did the same.

'Please help me.'

To be continued...