What is love? -A feeling? A connection? An act of fate? Or... a disaster?
No one has a perfect life. Flaws are part of life.
But can those flaws be greater than life? Can those flaws be a barrier between two lovers?
Does nature heal everything? Or...
Nikita stretched in her seat after the bell rang. Finally, it is time to go home! Thursdays are always hectic in their schedule. But it is also a relief for Nikita that she is not currently working on any projects.
Picking up her bag, she looked at Akansha, who was desperately searching something inside her bag.
Nikita: "What did you lose now?"
Akansha: (making a pout) "I can't find my lip balm!"
Nikita: (narrowing her eyes) "Yeah, that is because you gave it to me this morning and right now, it is inside my bag."
Akansha: (with a foolish laugh) "Ohho! I forgot."
After coming out of their class, they were walking through the corridor.
Nikita: "Umm... Akansha?"
Akansha turned and looked at her as if she had seen a ghost!
Akansha: (desperately) "Tell me what is bothering you?!"
Nikita: (confused) "What? How did you-"
Akansha: (proudly) "Because I am very attentive. You never call me Akansha. Now tell me what happened?"
Nikita: (casually) "Nothing is bothering me actually. It is just... Prof. Bakshi seems really disturbed since a few days."
Akansha: "To be very honest, I have noticed that, too. He is too disturbed to even taunt you."
Just then, a voice came from behind which made Akansha shut her mouth. They turned behind and saw Prof. Bakshi standing there.
Prof.: "Ms. Kapoor?"
Nikita: (regaining her composure) "Yes, Sir?"
Prof.: (hesitating) "Um, nothing. Just called you randomly."
He said and started leaving. Nikita felt something is not okay. She felt really uncomfortable while watching him go.
