8:00 Am
I startled and woke up with a jerk. "This alarm ughhhh" groaned while turning it off and yawning while rubbing my eyes. Today was the day I finally get freedom from this asylum, so of course the least I could do was to wake up on my own and be on time.
But there was something off today. I was not as happy as I thought I would be! Maybe I don't have a habit of waking up this early. I shrugged the thought away and left for the living room.
"HAIN! Aj sooraj konsi disha se nikla hai maa? Ye kya dekh rhi hu mai?" My mom said to my Grand mom.
(WHAT! From which direction did the sun rise today mom? What am I seeing?)
"Come on guys don't be overdramatic now. Its my graduation day today. I have to get ready" I said and left for my room after having breakfast.
10:30 Am
"Maa mai nikal rha hu" I shouted because she was in the kitchen
(Mom I am leaving)
"Go meet your papa and Dadi before leaving" she replied (Dad and Grandmother)
As soon as I met them and quickly said bye to my mom in the kitchen, I was walking towards my car when my phone rang.
It was Amay. My only real friend. My Bro.
-OTP-
"Aur bhaisahab uth gya tu" he said
(Did you wake up)
"I am already ready and leaving from my house man. What are you saying" I said in a pissed voice. Why is everyone making a big deal about me waking up early today.
"karsh are you seriously ready? We still have some time bro chill. Farewell starts at 12pm and its 10:30 only" Amay said
"Traffic Amayyyyy traffic. You just wait I am coming to pick you up" I said getting more pissed. Why don't anyone understand I want to see her. ASAP.
Wait! what? Why am I being restless now. UGH. I am telling you guys something is wrong with me and waking up early.
later on
Its 12:30pm right now as we entered the college auditorium. It was all decorated with our flowers, a tv screen with our pictures of all the memories we made in these three years were playing, and huge memory tree was made and everyone was writing something on a sticky note and pasting on it and finally a huge banner saying ^GOODBYE SENIORS^ was hanging in the middle. I became a little emotional, it was sweet to reminicise all these memories we made. But I was even more happy to move ahead now. And then everyone and everything disappeared as soon as I saw her. Even in that navy blue saree with minimal stone work, with the hint of blush on her cheeks, mascara and lip gloss only. Even in this bare minimum my girl looks extraordinary. She was wearing medium length earrings which were dangling as she was shaking her head while laughing.
I sighed heavily and realised that I was holding my breath for too long now. Exactly this much effected I become as soon as I am near her. SINCE THE DAY I SAW HER. In pink kurti and blue jeans, roaming here and there to find way of her class. The moment I saw her I felt a ticklish sensation, and the weird thing is I still feel it. EXACTLY THE SAME TILLDATE.
"Muh band karle. It's very evident" suddenly Amay's words brought me back to reality and to where we were. (Close your mouth. It's very evident)
As soon as Meher saw Amay she told her friends and they waved as us. We did the same. Meher and Amay are Siblings. Since there parents were too busy with their jobs they grew up on their own and are very matured and care a lot for each other and their friends.
We all shared greetings with each other as soon as we all met.
"Woohoo surprisingly you look like human today, the efforts are visible. Good job Kaash!" even after knowing that she don't need to make any effort to look beautiful these were the words that unknowingly left my mouth as soon as I looked at her. And regretted instantly. UGH the idiot I am. Like I said ^THE KAASHNI EFFECT^.
AN:
Hello Dear Readers, So finally the journey has started and I don't know how it's going to be like. I am soo full of emotions rn , but do share your reviews about the first chapter. I already started to feel attached with Kaashni & Utkarsh. lets just hope this attachment grew stronger each passing time and I can make you all fell in love with kaash & Karsh !!
love, Kate
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