Today, I saw him. It wasn’t planned— but of course, a prayed wish. And God, like always, listened. I was with my friends, drenched in full chaotic energy— laughing, loud, unapologetically me. He passed by. I didn’t notice. But my brain, that faithful traitor, sent a spark— a neurotransmitter whispering: “He’s near.” And there he was, walking, headphones in, music in his world, unbothered. I promised myself just a glimpse— tiny, safe, harmless. But that glimpse turned into a whole fangirl spiral. And I didn’t even notice when my heart melted quietly in admiration
But somewhere deep down, I knew... It was something more. Haaye... Mera dil. I really wanted my heart back, But bro, it was feeling straight-up impossible. Because that day, My dil legit packed its bags and went off with him. And till today, I’m still mad at it. Like, bro?? How can you betray me like that?? Anyway, after that whole ground scene, That "ground wala ladka" went missing — Didn’t see him anywhere. I even locked that little piece of grass in some random box, Like I was storing evidence of my stupidity. But then... It was college fest time! And I got hope again. Like maybe... Maybe this time, That hello,i should've said sadiyon pehle... Maybe this time I'll finally say it. I hyped myself up like crazy. I was READY. I was like — "Ab bas. Enough of being a scaredy cat. I’ll go to him, Look him dead in the eyes, And tell him: ‘BRO, I need my stuff back. You can’t just steal my dil without permission! And OMG. I saw him at the fest. And then ....I saw him a...