I woke up feeling refreshed after the best nap I've ever had in the lively city of Jaipur. The morning sun peeked through the curtains, filling my room with a warm, golden light. I stretched and smiled, feeling ready for the day ahead. I got up and washed my face, letting the cool water wake me up even more.
Today was supposed to be my interview for a teaching internship, but it was postponed. This gave me more time to prepare, which was a bit of a relief. I chose my usual clothes, something comfortable but nice. Getting this internship in my first year would help me avoid stress later on. Because of my good grades, I was selected for a personal interview, which I hadn't expected. The recognition made me feel proud and excited.
I decided to spend a little extra time on my appearance to boost my confidence. I carefully placed a small bindi on my forehead, which always made me feel connected to my culture. I put on some lip balm for a touch of color and curled my lashes to make my eyes look more awake. Each small step helped me feel more ready for the day.
After getting ready, I headed to the kitchen where a hearty breakfast was waiting. The smell of freshly made parathas and chai filled the air, making me hungry. I sat down and enjoyed my meal, savoring each bite and sip. It made me feel full and energized.
Vishwas Kaka, always so kind, was ready to drop me off at the university. As we drove through the busy streets of Jaipur, I watched the city come alive with its vibrant colors and sounds. The clatter of rickshaws, the calls of street vendors, and the hum of temple bells created a lively symphony.
When we arrived at the university, I felt a mix of excitement and nervousness. The grand gates loomed ahead, a symbol of the opportunities and challenges inside. Vishwas Kaka gave me an encouraging smile and some kind words, easing my nerves. I stepped out of the car, took a deep breath, and felt ready to embrace whatever the day had in store for me.
(I know the University seems a little unusual but it should match our theme right?? our characters are in Jaipur and it's one of the greatest university among others so I hope I haven't disappointed you, and if I have let me know, I'll make changes according to that)
`````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````After attending all my lectures, I felt drained. It was my first day, and with no friends yet, I resigned myself to my fate. As the clock neared 4:30, I knew it was time to leave. Just as I stepped out of the classroom, I saw him in the corridor. What is he doing here?! Panic surged through me, and I darted back into the classroom. My sudden return drew the confused stares of my classmates—I must have looked like I had seen a ghost, sprinting back inside and gasping for breath.
I'm certain it was him. But why is he here? Could he be following me? No, that's impossible. He didn't even see my face on the train. Yet, here I am, hiding like a fool. What should I do, Chitra? Maybe I should just bang my head against the wall and get it over with.
Taking a deep breath and trying to calm my racing heart, I left the classroom once again. This time, Vishwas Kaka was already waiting for me.
Soon we reached home. I went to my thinking, "what if he had seen me in the corridor? He wouldn't even have recognized me, but he saw my eyes that day. I'm pretty sure he would have recognized me because he was so close to me that I was breathing his cologne.
Cologne se yad aya, mera naak abhi tk uski khushabu nhi bhula hai. Haye kya sahi banda tha, mujhe usse milna chahiye tha aaj. Agar usne pehchan bhi liya hota to kya hota, mujhe usse bat krne ka maouka milta thank you bolne ke bahanese. Haye kya kru mein iss dil ka, Tujhse mohabbat ho gayi hai. Allah maf kre."
(Speaking of cologne, my nose still hasn't forgotten his scent. What a man he was! I should have talked to him today. Even if he had recognized me, what would have happened? I might have gotten the chance to talk to him, to thank him for that day. Oh, what should I do with this heart of mine? I think I've fallen in love. May Allah forgive me.)
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