OMKAR RANAWAT

❝My obsession is only one that is to become the first❞

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NIHARIKA ROY

❝Was it my fault to fall in love with you❞

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|OMKAR RANAWAT

Third year CSE student, gold medalist and the captain of the college football team. Dream boy and the heart of the college. Favourite student of the teachers, best son of the parents and the crush of many girls. Age 20 years.

|NIHARIKA ROY

First year CSE student. Average in academics, a chasmish and a lazy girl who loves to sleep and spend alone time. She has no fashion sense and a total weirdo. In her school everyone used to bully her and tease her because of her weird fashion sense. So, she stopped making friends. Age 18 years.

|AKHIL RANAWAT

Father of Omkar and a big businessman.

|BHUMIKA RANAWAT

Mother of Omkar.

|SURESH ROY

A strict father of Niharika and a govt. job employee. His daughter is his heart.

|RUPALI ROY

Strict mother of Niharika.

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"Have you ever shown yourself in the mirror? Just look at you. Neither you have beauty nor you have any talents. There's no match between you and him"

ꜱʜᴇ ᴡᴀꜱ ꜱᴛᴀɴᴅɪɴɢ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴍɪᴅᴅʟᴇ ᴏꜰ ᴇᴠᴇʀʏᴏɴᴇ ᴅʀᴇɴᴄʜᴇᴅ ɪɴ ᴡᴀᴛᴇʀ ᴡʜɪʟᴇ ʜᴇʀ ᴛᴇᴀʀꜱ ᴡᴇʀᴇ ꜰʟᴏᴡɪɴɢ ʟɪᴋᴇ ᴀ ᴡᴀᴛᴇʀꜰᴀʟʟ.

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OMKAR AND NIHARIKA

❝Together we will make it❞

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A young girl, still in her school uniform, came running and went upstairs straight to her room. Then slumped on the bed with her heavy heart and bad mood.

Her mother, Rupali came after sometime asking for the snacks but she denied taking anything.

"What happened?" Rupali asked her daughter suspiciously.

"Nothing". The girl, none other than Niharika declared and again turned her face to the other side.

"Did you fight with your friends again?" Her mother asked again but didn't receive any response which grew her suspicion.

"And what is this? You tore your shirt again? Why?" Niharika sat up immediately while looking at the hem of her shirt.

"They again tore it" She said while fuming in anger.

"Why?" Rupali asked now becoming serious.

"Mera bag fad diya, Khana fek diya. Uske bad mujhe gussa aya aur maine chilla di to mera shirt fad diya. Bol rahe the ki mazak hai bas aur mujhe mazak nehi samajh ati. Mujhe bas gussa ata hai" (They tore my bag and threw my tiffin. Then I became angry and shouted at them, so they tore my shirt. They said, it was just for fun and I don't know how to do fun and jokes. I only know how to become angry). She said while fuming in anger.

"Arey khana fek dena, shirt fad dena ye kysa mazak hai?" (Throwing your tiffin, tearing your shirt, what types of jokes are these). Rupali asked being frustrated with the everyday incident.

"They said, I have a weird dressing sense and I'm not smart like them" Niharika again curled herself as her mother sighed.

"Okay, then no need to talk with them. Now come. Your food is getting cold". She nodded slightly then forgot it like everyday while chit-chatting with her mother.

At night, Suresh came from the office and saw Niharika sitting with a grumpy expression.

"What happened to her?"

"Firse jhagda hua dosto ke sath. Pata nehi kysa mazak hai ye sab ajkal ke fashion mein. Kapde fad dena, khana fek dena" (She fought with her friends. Don't know in today's days what types of jokes they do by throwing her tiffin and tearing her dress). Rupali put her points as he hummed knowing it was happening almost everyday.

"Bachcha"

"Ji papa" Niharika ran towards her father and hugged him with a smile. He was her closest person.

"Dosti tabh tak hi achi hoti hai jab dosto ke kam aya ja sake naki unhe rulane ka kam kare. Aj ke bad unse baat mat kiya karo" (Friendship is good until those friends are beneficial for you. Don't talk with them further). He said while caressing her hair as she nodded immediately understanding her father's words.

From that day she started distancing herself from them. Yes, these incidents never stopped fully but she started ignoring them and somehow it decreased a bit.

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Rupali removed the curtains making the sunrays fall straight on the face who was sleeping on her stomach with her mouth wide open. Her legs were spread everywhere and she was technically covered the whole bed with her body widely spread carelessly.

"Niha, get up. It's your first day at college" Her mother almost yelled switching off the a.c and taking away the blanket but she cared less and again turned her face to other side in her sleep.

"Bas 5 minute aur sone do, mumma" (Let me sleep more 5 minutes)

Niharika yawned in her sleepy voice and again closed her eyes.

Her mother slapped her back while yelling at her to get up. Hearing the shouts Suresh came and sat beside her sleeping figure.

"Beta, it's your first day and you shouldn't be late, right?"

Niharika atlast gave in and sat up while rubbing her eyes. She looked at the time on her mobile screen and became shocked.

"Why didn't you wake me up, mumma"

Saying this, she almost ran towards the washroom to do her business as if her ass was in fire. Rupali gave her daughter an unbelievable look for blaming her as Suresh chuckled seeing her reaction.

Niharika came out wearing a loose shirt and jeans. She wore her spectacles and somehow tied her hair in a messy bun. Then taking her bag in her arms, she grabbed some of the biscuits in her hands. She entered all of them in her mouth and drank the milk in one go.

"Mumma, I'm going" She yelled loudly while swallowing the biscuits and left the house running.

"Uff, ye ladki! Thik se bal tak nehi banayi, kan bhi khali hai aur muh pe kuch lagane ki bat mat hi karo. Aise kaun bahar jata hai" (This girl! She didn't tie her hair properly, did not even wear her earrings and forget about applying something on her face. Who goes outside like this). Rupali's frustrated voice came.

"Our daughter". Suresh chuckled as she glared at him.

"Sari ladkiya kitni saj dhaj ke jati hai aur isko dekho. Sara din sote rehna ya to phone mein ghuse rehna. Aise kaun ladka shadi karega isse?" (All girls love to go outside by doing make-up and see her. Always with a phone or sleeping. Like this which boy will marry her). She hit her forehead.

"Let's see". He commented.

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Niharika stepped out from the metro and entered into her college which had a distance of just 5 minutes from the station. A smile formed against her lips after watching the building. She asked about the floor number of the first year CSE department as the guard instructed her. Nodding at him she climbed the stairs and went towards the direction of her class.

After entering into the room, she was just going to sit on one of the benches when someone stopped her.

"Ae char ankh, andhi hai kya? Dikh nehi raha mera rumal hai udhar?" (Hey, you four eyes, are you blind? Can't you see, there is my handkerchief)

Niharika turned back to see the owner then at front where the handkerchief was placed. She was confused hearing the girl who was sitting on the top of the desk and was wearing a black ripped jeans with a crop top showing her curves. She couldn't understand why that girl just took the whole bench only for her handkerchief while all the freshers were sitting at the back. She then understood that the girl might be their senior. She didn't say anything further and just nodded at her words. Then went back to sit.

"So, what I was saying. My name is Reva from the third year CSE department. She is Vanya from the third year ECE department. They are Rahul, Kashish and Vedank from the third year EE department and he is Vihaan from the third year CE department. We are your seniors and you should call us Sir/Madam". That girl named Reva said looking at freshers.

"We will give you some tasks and you've to complete that. Those who won't be able to do it, their tasks will be harder. For today we will just take your introduction"

Everyone in the class nodded in understanding as she said.

"So, let's start. Ae char ankh, you'll start at first"

Niharika stood up immediately and gave her introduction while one by one did the same.

After almost one hour the whole group of six went away as the freshers sighed in relief. Then the teacher came as they stood up and greeted her.

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More three hours passed and it was the time of their recess.

"Hey, I'm ritika"

A girl came in front of Niharika with a smile as she responded with the same gesture. They engaged themselves in a small conversation and went towards the canteen.

They were passing by with a small chit-chat when her feet stopped near the football ground watching certain someone who was wearing a white vest and black shorts underneath. He had dark brown eyes and hairs were falling on his forehead, sweats were dripping from his whole body while his focus was on the football at his feet. He was none other than Omkar Ranawat.

The whistle blew and the kick was shot. The ball hit the net towards the goal post and the other team members cheered up for him.

Niharika didn't know for how much time she was staring at the guy and watching his extraordinary skills.

"Hey, where are you lost?"

Her trance broke hearing the words from Ritika as the girl looked at the same scene.

"From tomorrow inter college football tournament will start. Those seniors were telling. So, they are practicing"

Niharika nodded slightly and then realised, it wasn't good to stare someone like that.

"Let's go to the canteen"

Omkar felt some intense gaze at him as he turned back to see the owner but got to see none at the place. He shrugged his shoulders and again went to play.

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