Agalya's pov

The morning sun rays were playing Peekaboo with the blindfolds. I was sleeping cozily inside my comfortable duvet.

Suddenly, someone shouted into my ears with a sound like Hiroshima explosion. I closed my ears with my palms and turned to see my anna (elder brother) standing with a bag in his hand.

"Dei Anna! When did you come from India?" I asked sitting on my bed Indian style. (Dei, Da, Di are informal ways of addressing someone)

" I reached few minutes back minion. I thought of disturbing your beauty sleep so" my brother Akhilan said irritating me.

I hit him on his shoulder with my fist and asked," Ok what did you bring me from India? Did granny make my favourite gulab jamun?"

He sighed and said," I really have a kumbakarnika as my sister". I glared at him. (A person who eats and sleeps a lot, according to Hindu mythology)

" You look ugly when you're angry Minion so don't be like that. Here, granny has made a lot of sweets and savouries for you, don't eat it all in one day" he said giving me the bag he had in his hand.

I snatched the bag from his hand and started opening the sweets without minding him. He hit my head with his knuckles and went.

I opened the gulab jamun box, the sweet smell hit my nostrils, I took a spongy gulab jamun and before I could put it in my mouth, a hand held mine.

This time it was my mom, she was standing with one hand on her hips.

She asked," did you brush first of all?"

" I saw the sweets and it hypnotised me amma (mom). It's not my fault it's the sweet's" I said and tried showing puppy eyes.

"Go and brush your teeth first" she ordered while frowning.

I got down from the bed, kissed her cheek and said, " love you amma " and ran to the washroom.

Oh sorry, I forgot to introduce myself in all this sweet chaos.

I'm Agalya Arunachalam. I'm just an other Indian girl living in Muscat. There's nothing special about me. I love watching movies and obviously eating.

I've a lovely family comprising of my dad Arunachalam, mom Maytri and loving sometimes annoying elder brother Akhilan. I love my family a lot. And I'm a dad's lil princess.

I'm studying final year of Information Technology at Higher College of Technology. Usually, Indians here do their UG in India only but my parents were so fond of me that they didn't want to stay away from them.

I've a best friend, Yazhini, she's studying with me since my 2nd grade. She's one of the very few Indian students studying with me.

Akhilan aka Aki, my lovely brother. He completed his MBBS and MD(neurology) degrees at India and came back to Oman to work. He is working at a leading hospital in Oman. He has a bit of anger management issues, but he's not something like Arjun Reddy lik you guys imagine.

I'm a single girl who has never been in a relationship. No one has even proposed me. I've had a crush since my childhood. He is my first and only crush till now, AARAV AACHARYA. But now, I just feel it's not a crush anymore but, LOVE.

He's Akhilan's bestie. He's a cardiologist working at the same hospital as Aki. They both studied together did their schooling as well as UG and PG together so they're inseparable like Deva and Thalapathy.

My parents love him a lot. He visits us very often. Both our families are friends for few decades now.

He has always been so caring and protective towards me like Aki but since young, I'm not able to treat him as my brother.

Yazhini has always pushed me to propose him but I've been so scared that I may spoil their friendship.

Oh god it's late, I need to get really for college. I gotcha go now or else my mom is gonna roast me. You'll get to know more about me as time goes.

I got ready in full sleeve chudi aka salwar. Usually, our college students wear hijab but me and Yazhini being indian, we only wear decent dress covering our ankles and wrists. I've never had a problem with it cause my family has the same nearly rules for me which I accept whole heartily.

I greeted my dad who was drinking coffee," good morning appa (dad)"

"Good morning da pattu (silk- a word of endearment)" dad replied.

"Appa don't drink much coffee, I heard that it causes white hair" I told and giggled.

"I'm in Salt and pepper look da. Don't worry I'll definitely dye my hair for your wedding" he told and laughed.

I twisted my lips and went outside the house. I could hear my mom and bro also joining dad and laughing.

My cab came and I hopped in while greeting Yazhini who was half asleep.

After my tiring lectures, I came back home tired.

I removed my sandals and when I was about to step inside my house, I heard a familiar voice. Yep, it was him.

Adjusting my hair, I went inside slowly.

He was sitting on the couch in his formals. He would've returned from hospital. His hair was devilished which made him look much more handsome.

He was chatting with my mom merrily. His iconic million dollar smile was worth watching.

He looked up and said," Hey kuttu! How's everything?" (Kuttu doesn't mean anything in particular. It is just a word of endearment)

"Everything's fine Bobby. How about you?" I asked with my so called cute smile. He chuckled hearing my childhood nickname for him.

" I'm good kuttu" he told and before he could finish, my mom pulled him to show her garden.

I sighed and left to my room to write my diary. I'm not a daily diary writer but this dairy is about Aarav, so I note down everything about him whenever I see him or anything related to him happens.

Life has been treating me good so far, hope it remains the same.

❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

Hey shawarmas and falafels,

Your comments about the chapter please *shows puppy eyes*

From this story, I'll ask a question at the end of the chapter. So, here's the question for this chappy

Who is your favourite film actor?