❝ 𝑳𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝒘𝒂𝒔'𝒏𝒕 𝒐𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒄𝒐𝒓𝒆𝒃𝒐𝒂𝒓𝒅 - 𝒖𝒏𝒕𝒊𝒍 𝒇𝒂𝒕𝒆 𝒃𝒐𝒘𝒍𝒆𝒅 𝒂 𝒈𝒐𝒐𝒈𝒍𝒚. ❞
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Sometimes love doesn't knock on the right door. Sometimes it slips in through a misdial, a l...
The Great First Video Call _______________________________
किसी रोज़ बारिश जो आए, समझ लेना बूंदों में मैं हूँ! किसी दिन धूप सताए, समझ लेना किरणों में मैं हूँ...
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Author's POV-
If someone had told Arjun a few days ago that a wrongly sent text would land him in a meme war with a girl who made sarcasm look like an art form.
He would've laughed and probably offered them a helmet for protection-because clearly, they'd taken one too many bouncers to the head.
But here he was.
It had started innocently enough. Arjun had been trying to message his mother a night before ffirst Ranji match -just a quick "Maa, kal pehla match hai. Dar lag raha hai thoda"-a standard, pre-first-match anxiety text.
But instead of landing in his mother's chat, it somehow got delivered to a completely unknown number.
The response had come within seconds.
And just like that, it began.
Text by text. Roasts by roast. Meme by meme.
He didn't realize when their silly exchanges turned into full-blown conversations.
It was gradual, like the slow roll of clouds before a storm-harmless at first, but then suddenly intense and impossible to ignore.
Late nights became their thing. When the world was asleep, their chats came alive.
They talked about everything-from Arjun's most embarrassing run-outs to her secret fear of pigeons ("They're just sky rats with an attitude," she'd declared).
Somewhere between the banter and the roasts, comfort bloomed. Familiarity settled in.
Then came the phone calls.
She'd refused to call him at first. "What if your voice is so boring that it kills the vibe?" she had teased.
But curiosity always wins. And when she finally did answer his call one night, she didn't hang up for two hours.
That night, Arjun found out her laugh was better than any stadium cheer he'd ever heard. And she learned that for a guy who lived off cricket, he was surprisingly fluent in sarcasm too.
And now, tonight, came the next level.
The Great First Video Call.
It wasn't romantic. It was, in fact, born from pure, unfiltered sass.
