She was barely at the threshold of her teenage but had fallen
deeply in love with this totally unknown tall, dark, handsome guy. He had
become the “Hero” of all the bollywood flicks she saw, of all the romantic
novels she read, of all the juicy gossips she had and of all the dreams she
dreamt.
She often met him at the Community hall of her society and
never failed to steal moments just to get his weak-on-knees laugh or simply a
gentle brush against him. Her gang of girls ragged her to bits and pieces but
that didn’t dissuade her feelings for him.