“Life is the flower for which love is the honey.” SHYLA... At The Kindergarten, The next day, the sun shined brightly in the sky, and a warm, light breeze filled the air. The smog clogging the sky had finally disappeared, revealing the azure blue and cute little white clouds underneath. The kids ran enthusiastically into the classroom. All the kids sat down on their allotted desk and Shyla sat down beside Lakshit who was coloring a duck figure with green color. Shyla looked at the duck and pursed her lips, "Duck is yellow. Green is a tree". Lakshit did not talk to her. Shyla humppp as she took a toy from her bag and clutched it tightly as she remembered what her mother told her. "My baby Shivu, Lucky is a good boy. So play with him. Look, how he helped you in the school. He not only shared his colors with you but also his tiffin box. So give this toy mike to him", Adrija told her as she put oil on Shyla's bald head and messaged it with fingertips. Her mother who was actuall
Lakshit : "I feel so sad every day"Shyla : "Just come in my arms" ... Three months later, Delhi :- After Spending four to five months alone in the school, Lakshit again made his shell and locked himself in it. Shyla came back from Rajasthan and joined school back as she sat at the same desk beside Lakshit who did not glanced at her. "Hello", Shyla greeted him as her smile was brighter than happydent white chewing gum. This time his heart was hard as he looked at her and then started revising poem. Shyla stared straightly at him. He could feel her eyes at him as he pursed his lips and his dimple popped out that caught her attention. She could not stop herself from poking her soft fragile finger into his cheeks. He snapped at him and she startled. She blinked her eyes cutely as she glued to him again. She pestered him all the time. From sharing things to eating his tiffin box, from playing with her own while sitting beside him to blabbering about her brothers. He listened to
The Days turned into months and Lakshit who waited for her days and night was still hoping for her to come back to him.In between this period, Lakshit and Shyla maintained their friendship through phone as she called every week. Sometimes Shyla would be the one calling but more often it was Lakshit who calculated the time and called her. Perhaps it was because he was afraid of losing her that was why Lakshit really valued and preciously protected their connection with each other.At the kindergarten class, Lakshit didn't have any other very good friends. He put all of his spare time into studying. Around him there weren't any other intimate friends like Shyla.This situation was something that Anisha didn't discover for quite some time..After all, she was usually very busy with work. When she interacted with her son in the evenings, Lakshit always very obediently stayed in his room to read books.It was not until the kindergarten teacher called their house to chat and disclosed the
....At The New School, Lakshit and Shyla were in the same class and also a desk mate. They always sat together but Shyla's friendship with other classmates especially with boys made him angry but he never showed it to her. Years passed and the children grew up. Now they were studying in class 5th. Shyla was growing beautifully as her Bob cut hair was brown in colour and she had magnetic black orbs. On the other hand, Lakshit had Brown eyes with black hairs. They were the shadow of their parents. They were very famous in school for their excellent results and academic achievements, for their friendship and also for their poles apart personality and how they still glued together. People did not understand that how they both were such good friends of each other despite being so different. Like everyday, both the children were eating tiffin together when a girl from another class came there. That girl came to look for Lakshit.It was a big-eyed pretty girl with princess curls. She l
FOUR YEARS LATER, A particular private senior high school's opening ceremony in the mount Abu.On the stage there was a tall and handsome student making a speech on behalf of the year. Below the stage there was a flurry of discussion which could not be suppressed.'Who, who's that on the stage ah? So handsome, he doesn't even look like a human'. 'He looks like Cha Run Woo'"Who are you talking about? That's Senior LAKSHIT RANE. He's the class president of the class 11th. He is the topper of our school. Didn't you hear the teacher introduce him before? He is an excellent student of our school. He joined our school in class 8th and made his name with his grades", The class president of class 10th said. "Omo, I was too busy staring at him. How can someone be this good looking ah....", Junior girls from class 9th and 10th were eyeing LAKSHIT RANE . "Even in the school uniform, his looks can really kill. Hehe, for Senior Rane. I can do anything", The first junior said. "Does Senior
The 'Known ATTRACTION' was the song Shyla wrote for Lakshit but hid it from everyone. And at this moment, lyrics of that song was replaying in her heart and mind while looking at Lakshit whose This was something which had started because of the foreign movies that she watched with her Mami (Aunty) in the US. Originally, the RATHORE family had assigned her mother a private jet for her use, that the travel wouldn't be too arduous. Her mother planned to return home every two weeks, so this meant that her father and Shyla with her brothers would be able to obediently remain in India and attend school and work the way they were supposed to but Shyla wanted to accompany her mother so she tailed her and her father and brothers left behind. Shyla's mother tried to coax her for a long time, her primary concern with Shyla's schooling, but eventually she was rejected by her husband, ShivShakti and he agreed to send his two precious gems of his life. So during the three years of treatment,
Shyla completely depended on Lakshit. Her Class 11th got cleared like a pro and now they were in the same section again. Shyla continued her music carrier and now started recording as well and whenever she faced issue in studies. Lakshit was there to help her. In the classroom other students were jealous of Shyla. "Only you don't know how fortunate you are. You actually managed to look at Lakshit's notes and not score over 70. No wonder you don't know", One of the batchmates said. The students who had come over to chat were all Shyla's good friends. So they spoke in a straightforward way.Although they didn't have any ill intent however Lakshit who was listening felt a bit unhappy because these people were calling Shyla stupid.However Lakshit didn't expect Shyla to laugh heartily and wave her hands, "So the effect is just so -so. even if you guys read the notes thoroughly, the number one will always be my Lucky". The students glared at him but they couldn't help but agree. "Seem
"...until I take my last breath on this Earth", LAKSHIT RANE ... However, at this time, there was a door opening sound.*Krriiikkkk*Someone actually opened Shyla's bedroom door. They startled and moved away from each other but the cat was already out of the bag. "Mummy", Shyla and Lakshit both stood there alerted as they were Caught RED Handed by Adrija Singh Rathore. "You are 17. I accept that both of you are dating each other but don't forget my other points", Adrija said and then Shyla's cheeks heated up and Lakshit stood there with him poker face. "Lucky, My Son. I never knew that you were eyeing my Goddaughter", Anisha peeked inside and glanced at his son who lifted up his eyes, looked at his mother and then again looked down as if he did not hear anything. Adrija laughed and Anisha sighed weakly, "You knew it all". "Yes, My darling daughter told me when we were leaving India", Adrija said as she stepped in the bedroom and looked at Lakshit. Adrija was not blind. She c