He started walking towards room 813 oblivious of the fact that someone had gotten off the lift along with him and that same someone was walking right behind him.
Rahul looked up and was left dumbstruck. She was the most beautiful girl he had ever seen in his life. Rahul just stared at her without blinking.
Sameer was standing on the bridge staring at the cold water. It was a cold winter night and there wasn’t a soul around as it was well past 2AM.
Walking into the Lord’s stadium was something I always dreamed about. I would be lying if I said that my dream didn’t involve me wearing the Indian jersey
He had come there with so many dreams. He wanted to experience his first love and heartbreak, his first smoke and his first drink.
But the advice given by the old man was echoing in my ears. This must be the divine intervention that I have read about in books and stories.