Ananya stepped into her room, exhausted but glowing. She had worn a stunning black saree for an event at college and had received countless compliments. Still, there was only one person whose attention she truly craved.
She quickly posed in front of her mirror, adjusting her saree and striking a delicate pose. "Perfect," she muttered, snapping a picture on her phone. With a deep breath, she opened Instagram and typed a message to Rahul Khanna.
"Hi, sir! Just a small fan moment…sharing my picture from today. Hope you like it!"
She attached the photo, hit send, and immediately clasped her hands in prayer.
Looking up at the ceiling, she began her dramatic monologue to God:
“God, please! Just this once, make him see it. I’m not asking for the moon, okay? Just one reply or a like! You’re all-powerful, na? Make it happen! Plz plz plz! 🙏”
She grabbed a piece of paper and a pen from her desk. “Alright, God, listen. I’ll write it all down so you don’t forget!” She scribbled on the paper:
1. Rahul Khanna should see my message.
2. He should reply.
3. Maybe even compliment my saree.
4. And, if possible, send a selfie in return!
Ananya waved the paper in the air. “There you go, God! Clear instructions. No excuses now!”
Then, imagining God responding, she gasped. “What do you mean, ‘I’m not your personal assistant’?! You’re God! Who else do I ask for miracles like this?”
Pacing her room, she continued, “Look, I’m not saying it’s life or death, but you know how much I adore him, right? He’s so perfect! Smart, handsome, successful—how can anyone not love him? 😍”
Ananya imagined God laughing. “Child, are you sure you’re okay? All this over a guy who doesn’t even know you?”
She rolled her eyes at the ceiling. “Oh, come on! He will know me someday. You just wait. But for now, just get him to reply to my message, okay? Pretty please?”
Suddenly, she froze as her phone buzzed. She stared at it, her heart racing. Trembling, she opened Instagram.
“Rahul Khanna liked your message.”
Ananya screamed, clutching her phone. “God, you did it! I LOVE YOU! You’re the best! 🎉”
She held the paper in her hand, grinning. “See? That’s teamwork, God. High five!” She laughed, imagining God shaking his head at her antics.
Rahul's room, late night
Rahul was pacing back and forth, holding his phone and occasionally glancing at Ananya's picture in the black saree. He couldn’t focus, and his mind was a total mess. Suddenly, out of nowhere, his heart popped out of his chest—literally! A cartoonish, glowing red heart with arms, legs, and a big, goofy smile. ❤️
Heart: "Rahul, bro, can we talk?" 😉
Rahul blinked in disbelief. "What the—? Am I hallucinating?!"
Heart: "Nope! It’s me, your very own dil! And we need to have a chat." 🤪
Rahul sighed and sat down on the bed, rubbing his temples. "This is what happens when you overwork. I’m talking to my heart now. Great."
Heart: "Oh, don’t blame the meetings! I’ve been trying to get your attention for days now, but you’re too busy pretending to be all serious and CEO-ish!" 😏
Rahul rolled his eyes. "What do you want?"
Heart: "Oh, nothing much... just to remind you of something important."
Rahul squinted. "Like what?"
Heart (leaning in, wiggling eyebrows): "You’re in love, hai na?!" ❤️😉
Rahul jumped up. "WHAT?! No, I’m not!"
Heart: "Oh, come on! You’re literally smiling at your phone every time she messages. You stared at her picture in that black saree for a whole 10 minutes! Don’t lie to me, I live inside you!" 🤭❤️
Rahul turned red. "I… I was just appreciating her elegance. That’s it!"
Heart (crossing arms): "Oh sure, sure! And I’m just here for cardio! Admit it, buddy, she’s special. You like her."
Rahul groaned. "I barely know her!"
Heart: "Oh please. You don’t need to know everything about someone to feel a connection. She’s smart, cute, and don’t even get me started on how she makes you laugh." 😏
Rahul sighed, flopping back onto his bed. "Okay, fine. Maybe I like talking to her. Maybe I think about her sometimes. But love? No way. Not again."
Heart (softly): "Rahul… it’s okay to feel again. Radha would want you to be happy. And don’t act like Ananya isn’t special. She’s got you smiling, dreaming, and honestly, looking less grumpy." ❤️
Rahul chuckled. "You’re really dramatic, you know that?"
Heart (laughing): "Well, I AM your heart. It’s my job!" 😂
Rahul smiled, closing his eyes. "Fine. I’ll think about it. But no promises."
Heart: "Fair enough. But just remember—when it’s love, you can’t run from me!" ❤️🫀
And with that, the heart disappeared, leaving Rahul alone, smiling faintly to himself. Maybe his heart had a point after all.
Why all the beauty descriptions are for Women???
"Men are beautiful too." In their sleepy voices, messy hairs, In their shy smiles, when they show they care, Men are beautiful on their soft sides long lashes and deep eyes...✨❤️
