3RD PERSON POV

Haa shaher mein dusri koi

Nahin tujhsi billo
Billo bolle billo billo.

Jo bhi dekhein yehi pooche
Hain yeh kiski billo
Wahh..

Har adaa teri jagaati hain qayaamat koi
Har kadam par tu giraati chale beejli billo.

Aha aha aha
Hoe hoe..

Ishq karke tujhse deewana
Betaab hua barbaad hua
Bhool gaya apna bhi naam
Jab naam tera ise yaad hua.

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A loud howl of students echoes in the auditorium. With thunder of claps, hooting & shouting. Students are going haywire. 

Seeing the moves of the performer as well as the song is an item no. Making the boys go more crazy.

After the dance ended. The host or MC of the fresher party came on the stage, with a bright smile.

Guys give a round of applause for the sensationally zealous performance given by our 1st year student Anya Thakur. Students shall we a questioning round with our Billo here. 

Again a cheer break out in the auditorium with a YES. Anya is trying to control her panting after such an arduous performance. 

So Anya have you ever danced before in front of so many people. 

Anya gives her neutral smile which by any 3rd person who doesn't know her can be consider warm. 

Yes mam.  

She replies neutrally with a fake smile. While the students again cheer for her.

Amazing so will you be showing more of your dance grooves to us in future? 

The host asks excitedly. 

With pleasure mam, I love to dance so its plus point. 

Again the hooting broke out cheering to see more of Anya's dance. 

Thank you Anya, you have been a great sport. You can take your seat.

Anya coming down the stage. Finally smiles brightly, not the fake one she was showing on the stage. She feels empowered by these small achievements of her. She practiced a lot.

 Although it was an item song. But since she really wanted to do it on this song. She prepared herself to do it in the best way possible. 

Coz no matter what, she likes to be above others. No one shall be at her level. That's her thinking. Because of which, whatever she does, she gives her best. And nail at it, like no one else.

Every one was jealous as well as mesmerized by her dance. But the person sitting in the last corner of the hall, scoffs. 

Thinking the girl is just very bold to be classified an attention seeker, in his eyes. Although her dance was mind blowing for him too. 

Yet he doesn't blame her as well, coz college is for all the goofing around, getting cool, popular & all. But again the song put him off.

Ab har koi mere varga nhi ho sakda na!!

TRANSLATION ~ Every body can't be like me!!

He is kind of a narrow minded person, not a proper male chauvinist but then also a very reserved person. 

Though he prefers to stay away from people but if he would like to spend his time with a human being. He will prefer strong headed, cultural & classy humans.

This is the 1st impression Adikrit Sandhu have about Anya Thakur.

TIME SKIP TO AN INTER COLLEGE SWIMMING COMPETION. HELD AFTER 4 MONTHS OF THE FRESHER'S PARTY...

ADIKRIT, ADIKRIT, ADIKRIT, ADIKRIT!!!!!!

All the girls present in the stadium are cheering & going mad as always. Adikrit takes part in each & every swimming competition. 

Since he learnt & come to love it. He never pays attention to such attention. Though he loves to be superior to anyone else. That's why he wants to won each race in water.

Finally the race ended. Resulting in his win. Every girl is hooting. While Anya waiting for her own competition to begin. 

Yawns, getting bored of all the craziness girls are showing towards THE ICE PRINCE of college. 

I don't understand what is so good about him. Isn't he just like other boys participating in the competition. 

A group of girls in front of her gasp. Leader of these girls is none other than, Mehek Chopra. Rumored girlfriend but Anya says her obsessed girl as she has seen the ice prince never lets her be in his space ever. 

How dare you to talk like that about my Krit. He is the most handsome hunk in this whole world. 

Wah Wah Wah... 

Anya makes a chocking sound. That the girls around her become silent, thinking she is really choking. 

Oh hum shama mangte hai apki bate sun ke hum ulti si aa gyi thi.

TRANSLATION ~ Oh, i am sorry listening to your talk. I feel like vomiting.

The girls & Mehek - !!!!!

Other girls eyes widen in shock as no one insults Mehek Chopra. As they are really afraid of her. Coz she bully the girls horribly who try to talk back to her or try to get close Adikrit. 

Anya doesn't care about the looks & warnings she is getting. Because she continues. 

Aur rhi baat apke handsome hunk ki. Toh  Adikrit sir sab ladko jaise hi hai. Aap log kuch zada over react kr rhe hain.

TRANSLATION ~ And for the fact about your handsome hunk. Rather Adikrit sir is same as all the other boys. You all are just over reacting.

Mehek clenches her jaw in anger as she scoffs. Her face turning red in anger.

Huh? at least we all are better than you. Dancing like a cheep dancer to such a low grade song on the stage to seek attention of ---ahah!! 

She staggered back in fear as Anya acted like she is going to punch her. In this a scratch got on Mehek's knee. 

YOU!  Mehek was going to slap her. When Anya grabbed her wrist in a tight grip. Making Mehek wince. 

Mam I was just telling you guys my opinion. I am really sorry if I offended you in any way.

Pr Mam baat toh sach hi kahi hai humne. Vse apka yeh aape se bahar hona bhi dikhata hai ki aap humse khi na khi sehmat hai hume. 

Aur ha ek aur baat hume itna majboor mat kriye ki hum bhool jaye aap humari senior hain.

TRANSLATION ~ Though, mam I was telling the truth only. Rather your loosing patience shows somewhere you also agree with me. 

Also one more thing, pls don't push me too hard, that I am compelled to forget you are my senior.

Yeah, the truth after the dance. Every person behind her back is mad mouthing about her. But she also have her own limits. 

She doesn't resort to violence until, only when it's absolutely necessary or if someone dares to eye, what is hers. She jerked her away going to changing room.

MC of the competition sang praises for him. Along with other people but Anya is thinking what a normal person, why they are seriously so hyped about him. 

Rather she thinks he just acts like he doesn't want like to be the center of attention. But secretly he loves it. With not talking to anyone, using his contacts to do whatever he wants. 

Who the hell smokes in a campus. She hates it. Rather he is rude to all the girls. Nothing in him is good. She doesn't understand why every girl wants him. 

Do they really don't have any self- respect for themselves. Well maybe that's what college is. Except his eyes she doesn't think anything is even a bit intriguing about him. 

A rich brat, that's all. I am also filthy rich but that doesn't mean I am a uncultured brat like him. Until some one cross a line with me. 

This is the 1st impression Anya Thakur have about Adikrit Sandhu.

While she was thinking all this. On Adikrit's side his both brothers went to him as they have no one else to cheer for each other, so attend each competitions of one another. 

Rather the brothers love to see each other win. Ridhaan exclaimes,

Kya baat hai Veer ji apne toh phir se sabki gichi marod di pani mein.

TRANSLATION ~Wow brother, you again wrung their necks in water.

While Veydhish yawns,

kya bore hai yeh praa jii aap humesha toh jeet te ho. Mujhe toh apka samjh nhi ata. Vse maine already race track book krdi hai. Humesha ki tarah!!!!!

TRANSLATION ~ What a bore is all this big brother. Anyway You always win. I just don't get you. Rather I have already booked the race track. As per your winning ritual!!!

Adikrit smile warmly at them. Which is only for them. Only because of them his heart feels warmth. But then his smile lowers. As he glares at Ridhaan.

Tum! Ye  kya kr rhe ho aaj kl Chandekar ke kudi ke sath. 

TRANSLATION~ You! what is going on with that Chandeker's girl.

Making Ridhaan gulp. 

Veerji I have some work. I will meet you at the dinner. 

He ran away. Both Adikrit & Veydhish sighed. 

I will wait outside praa ji.

Adikrit just nodded. As they were going to part ways. Mehek came running to him. Both the brothers cringe inwardly but showed no emotions in front of her. 

Started moving away like always. Adikrit would have passed away from her but a name stopped him. 

Adikrit do u know what that billo was telling about u. 

She recited all the things Anya said & did. Mehek was going to continue. When the MC announced the commencement of the girl's swimming round.

Seeing Anya's frame taking its position. His eyes narrowed at the girl. But then something boiled his blood in utter anger. As Mehek kept her hand on his biceps.

Veydish gulped seeing his brother's jaw clench tight. Adikrit swatted her hand with such a force that she wince. Her eyes going wide. As he move towards her with his cold eyes.

Agar agli baar hath lagane ki jurat ki na toh tumhare baap ki laash tumhare pairo pe aur tumhare dono kate hue haath Madra ke mooh mein milenge. 

Aukaat mein rehna sikh lo vrna main ache se sikha doonga.

TRANSLATION ~ Next time, if you dare touch me again. Your father's dead body will be on your feet. And your both hands will be found to be Madra's snake's.

Be in your limits or I will thoroughly drill it into your fucking head.

Glancing last time at the girl in water. He moved to the changing room.

Veer Ji ~ Brother

Praa ji ~ Big brother

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Bye, bye........