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About rivalry turn into love
Assignment of the Heart
Delhi University Campus
Kalyani stepped out of the rickshaw, her heart racing as she took in the vibrant chaos of Delhi. The city pulsed with energy, a stark contrast to her serene life in Chennai. She adjusted her scarf, mentally preparing herself for her first day at university.
Arrival in Delhi
As she navigated through the bustling streets, her mind raced with thoughts of excitement and nervousness. “Okay, Kalyani, you got this,” she muttered to herself. “Just find your classroom, meet some people, and stay focused.”
When she finally entered the lecture hall, a wave of noise and laughter washed over her. She scanned the room, and her gaze landed on a tall, athletic figure surrounded by a group of admirers. Vikrant. His fair skin and charming smile exuded confidence, but it was the lazy smirk that graced his lips that irked her the most.
First day
The lecture began, the debate is about feminism and women equality & rights and no one opposed to any point that put forward for debate and currently their point of debate is false accusations of bang
Kalyani's focus was shattered the moment Vikrant raised his hand to speak. “I think we should rethink the whole approach to this topic. It’s too safe,” he said, his voice dripping with arrogance.
Kalyani felt her blood boil. “What’s wrong with being safe? Not everything has to be a spectacle, Vikrant,” she retorted, unable to hold back her frustration.
His smirk widened. “Oh, I’m sorry, Kalyani. Did I hurt your feelings?”
The back-and-forth escalated, culminating in a heated debate that left the entire class on edge. “You know what? I don’t have to sit here and listen to this,” Kalyani snapped, standing up. “I’m done.” She stormed out of the room, feeling both furious and embarrassed, as Vikrant’s laughter echoed behind her.
As the semester progressed, their rivalry became legendary. In every class, they challenged each other in discussions, each trying to outsmart the other. During one debate, Kalyani fired back, “If you think your approach is so much better, why don’t you share your grand ideas instead of just criticizing mine?”
Vikrant leaned back in his chair, a teasing glint in his eyes. “Because I like watching you squirm, Kalyani. It’s more fun that way.”
Kalyani shot him a glare, but deep down, she couldn’t deny the thrill of their exchanges.
Weeks later, their professor gathered the class for an important announcement. “We’ll be forming groups for a project, and I want you all to collaborate with someone you haven’t worked with before.”
Kalyani’s heart sank as she heard the professor call out the pairs. “Kalyani and Vikrant.”
“No! Not him!” she whispered to her friend, Maya, who sat beside her.
“Looks like you’re stuck with the enemy,” Maya chuckled, clearly amused by the situation.
“Ugh, this is going to be a disaster,” Kalyani groaned, crossing her arms in frustration.
Next day
Their first group meeting was set for that weekend at Vikrant’s dorm. Kalyani arrived, already mentally preparing for another round of verbal sparring. “So, what’s your brilliant idea, Vikrant?” she asked sarcastically as he opened the door.
“Actually, I was thinking we should take a more creative approach,” he replied, a confident grin on his face.
“Creative? You mean reckless!” Kalyani shot back. “We need a solid foundation, not some flashy gimmick.”
“Maybe you just don’t understand the concept of thinking outside the box,” he countered, leaning back casually on his bed.
“Or maybe you’re just too arrogant to see that sometimes traditional methods work!” she snapped, her frustration boiling over.
Vikrant raised an eyebrow. “Is that how you really feel? Or are you just afraid to step out of your comfort zone?”
Kalyani felt a mix of anger and confusion. “You know what? Let’s just focus on the project, okay? I’m not here to entertain your ego.”
As they continued to argue, something shifted. Despite their tension, they began to uncover each other’s strengths. Kalyani realized Vikrant’s ideas, although unconventional, were often insightful. And Vikrant saw Kalyani’s meticulous planning as crucial to their project.
As they reluctantly began working together, Kalyani couldn’t shake the feeling that this rivalry was turning into something more complicated, something she wasn’t quite ready to admit yet.
Please enjoy
About rivalry turn into love
Assignment of the Heart
Delhi University Campus
Kalyani stepped out of the rickshaw, her heart racing as she took in the vibrant chaos of Delhi. The city pulsed with energy, a stark contrast to her serene life in Chennai. She adjusted her scarf, mentally preparing herself for her first day at university.
Arrival in Delhi
As she navigated through the bustling streets, her mind raced with thoughts of excitement and nervousness. “Okay, Kalyani, you got this,” she muttered to herself. “Just find your classroom, meet some people, and stay focused.”
When she finally entered the lecture hall, a wave of noise and laughter washed over her. She scanned the room, and her gaze landed on a tall, athletic figure surrounded by a group of admirers. Vikrant. His fair skin and charming smile exuded confidence, but it was the lazy smirk that graced his lips that irked her the most.
First day
The lecture began, the debate is about feminism and women equality & rights and no one opposed to any point that put forward for debate and currently their point of debate is false accusations of bang
Kalyani's focus was shattered the moment Vikrant raised his hand to speak. “I think we should rethink the whole approach to this topic. It’s too safe,” he said, his voice dripping with arrogance.
Kalyani felt her blood boil. “What’s wrong with being safe? Not everything has to be a spectacle, Vikrant,” she retorted, unable to hold back her frustration.
His smirk widened. “Oh, I’m sorry, Kalyani. Did I hurt your feelings?”
The back-and-forth escalated, culminating in a heated debate that left the entire class on edge. “You know what? I don’t have to sit here and listen to this,” Kalyani snapped, standing up. “I’m done.” She stormed out of the room, feeling both furious and embarrassed, as Vikrant’s laughter echoed behind her.
As the semester progressed, their rivalry became legendary. In every class, they challenged each other in discussions, each trying to outsmart the other. During one debate, Kalyani fired back, “If you think your approach is so much better, why don’t you share your grand ideas instead of just criticizing mine?”
Vikrant leaned back in his chair, a teasing glint in his eyes. “Because I like watching you squirm, Kalyani. It’s more fun that way.”
Kalyani shot him a glare, but deep down, she couldn’t deny the thrill of their exchanges.
Weeks later, their professor gathered the class for an important announcement. “We’ll be forming groups for a project, and I want you all to collaborate with someone you haven’t worked with before.”
Kalyani’s heart sank as she heard the professor call out the pairs. “Kalyani and Vikrant.”
“No! Not him!” she whispered to her friend, Maya, who sat beside her.
“Looks like you’re stuck with the enemy,” Maya chuckled, clearly amused by the situation.
“Ugh, this is going to be a disaster,” Kalyani groaned, crossing her arms in frustration.
Next day
Their first group meeting was set for that weekend at Vikrant’s dorm. Kalyani arrived, already mentally preparing for another round of verbal sparring. “So, what’s your brilliant idea, Vikrant?” she asked sarcastically as he opened the door.
“Actually, I was thinking we should take a more creative approach,” he replied, a confident grin on his face.
“Creative? You mean reckless!” Kalyani shot back. “We need a solid foundation, not some flashy gimmick.”
“Maybe you just don’t understand the concept of thinking outside the box,” he countered, leaning back casually on his bed.
“Or maybe you’re just too arrogant to see that sometimes traditional methods work!” she snapped, her frustration boiling over.
Vikrant raised an eyebrow. “Is that how you really feel? Or are you just afraid to step out of your comfort zone?”
Kalyani felt a mix of anger and confusion. “You know what? Let’s just focus on the project, okay? I’m not here to entertain your ego.”
As they continued to argue, something shifted. Despite their tension, they began to uncover each other’s strengths. Kalyani realized Vikrant’s ideas, although unconventional, were often insightful. And Vikrant saw Kalyani’s meticulous planning as crucial to their project.
As they reluctantly began working together, Kalyani couldn’t shake the feeling that this rivalry was turning into something more complicated, something she wasn’t quite ready to admit yet.
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aisha - yes lady
On going
a loving daughter spandana
completed
art by muskan&slaman
aisha - yes lady
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