There I was remaining on the pathway, sitting tight for him to come. It was me who should be late… ..not him, I thought. At the exact second somebody tapped my shoulder. I pivoted to see what its identity was. Wearing a dark shirt with the sleeves collWearapsed up, the dark gasp, dark shoes and a watch including the protective cap, this individual felt precisely enjoyed my fantasy kid. He exquisitely doffed the protective cap and broadened his hand. "Hi Miss Aarathi, this is Arnav. Ideal to meet you''. "God, he is so attractive'', I thought. "Are you going to gaze at me like this the whole time. I'm bothered". Furthermore, here I humiliated myself during our initially meet.

We went inside the bistro, A little and pleasant one with not very many individuals. The weather conditions were quite heartfelt, very much like it ought to be on one's most memorable date. He took out a seat for me, very much like a respectable man would do. His little activities would cause me to feel so good. I never figured those film scenes would one day be something this reasonable. He went to the counter to get us two cups of espresso. Also, I was simply staying there, considering that I am so fortunate to have met him. Earthy-colored eyes with long lashes, a little and charming nose, and an endearing grin that could never leave his lips. Awesome. This word was only outright to depict him. He returned with the two cups, his eyes grinning at me as I watched him move toward our table. He offered me one of them. I grinned at him prior to peering down to take a taste of the espresso. And afterward, I saw it. A lovely heart on the outer layer of the latté. A sharp method for communicating your sentiments… ..right?? 

He then, at that point, started the discussion. We just discussed irregular stuff since there was practically nothing we didn't have any awareness of one another. An extended period of internet talking gave us adequate opportunity to understand what the other one preferences. I didn't talk much on the grounds that the distinction between on the web and disconnected talk is gigantic, and I was somewhat modest. He took my hands in his and requested that I gaze into straight intomy his eyes. My cheeks became red, my pulse quick and stomach shuddered. In any case, some way or another I figured out how to gaze upward. He asked,'' What occurred?? Is it safe to say that you are not happy"? How would I let him know that I am the most agreeable around him, it's simply that I am bashful? 

Also, unexpectedly I heard arbitrary voices. Like someone shouting somewhere out there. I turned around to look what its identity is and afterward, unexpectedly the commotion became stronger and stronger. What's more, I woke up to see that it was a dream.