Everyone of us have dreamt of marrying our crushes at least once in a lifetime, well the fact that it's called a crush is because that's how we feel when they don't feel what we are feeling for them! (Read that again)

         So just like everyone else, that was my second month of college and I was thrown out of the lab for redoing the project that was assigned to me, I was furious, now I knew I had to come up with the best one! I pulled my friend along with me to the library, we entered. We looked around there were hardly few people! We were all set to start the project, I mean restart it!

        Then my eyes fell on this person who was sitting straight to me but at the end of five rows of tables! I had seen him many times in the campus but my mind had not properly registered his face!

        He was a deep brown eyed, grecian (alike greeks) nosed man, with extremely sharp features on a fair skin! And the protruded Adam's apple on his neck was a cherry on top! Basically any woman would rate him 11/10 for his good looks! So until I analyzed this my friend had called my name thrice! I dropped my motivation on the project and looked at my friend with a feeling in my eyes saying I want to know who that person was!

        She had a glimpse and appreciated my choice! Being a fun loving personality she said at the count of 15 if he looks at you then he would definitely like you! With so much confidence on myself, I knew we would successfully fail in this, being an average looking girl! But then we gave a try!

          15...14...13...12.. she went and we both had sticked our gaze on him as he was extremely busy in writing his journals! Then when she said 11, with an unamused face he looked straight into my eyes and then looked back at his journal! We both celebrated as if it was win of team India, but she wasn't here to stop, she said let's reduce it, I'll count 10 and if he looks at you within that then he would love you! I knew the first one was a coincidence, so but we gave it a try...

         10..9..8....I could hear my heart skip a beat, When she said 7 there he was again giving these killer looks! I could see myself melt like a cube of butter! I was happy, but my friend... She said let's go for 5 this time! If he did, then he would marry you! With complete assurance of failure I said okay, she went again 5....no! 4....nope! ....3 .....this time the butterflies in my stomach had reached my mouth! But then he looked at me again!

This time we celebrated like India won the World Cup...and before she could tell let's try for 3 I grabbed her hand and we went outside!

Now my next mission was to know his name….