When Two Souls Start Noticing Each Other
By Puvvukonvict | Published on
That night, I slept with a storm of imaginations fluttering in my heart. I didn’t know her name, but deep inside, something felt pure and unforgettable—like the universe was whispering, “This moment will change everything.”
Until now, you’ve seen my world—my point of view. But today, the lens shifts to glimpse her world.
Morning at Manasa’s House – A Slice of Her Life
Manasa’s Mother: “Come on, girls! It’s already 7 AM!”
Charanya, softly stretching, replied gently, “Good morning, aunty…” She moved quietly, preparing for college.
Manasa’s mother turned to her, “Madam! Do we have to ring temple bells to wake you up? Go get ready!”
Manasa, half-awake, dragged herself out and turned to Charanya with a sleepy smile.
Manasa: “So, how’s the new place? New college, new people?”
Charanya: “Not bad… well, I don’t really have a choice, do I?”
Manasa: “Don’t worry, Charu. Everything will be okay. It’s only been two weeks since you came here.”
Charanya: “Hmm… we’ll see.”
There was a gentle sadness behind her smile—the kind that comes when someone tries to fit into a new world while carrying the weight of an old one. A quiet strength in a girl who seemed like a melody wrapped in silence.
They got ready and, with small conversations, walked to the bus stop.
Fate, Again, Shows Kindness – Back to Sushanth’s World
My Perspective
I don’t know how I woke up so early or got ready without my usual drama, but I was walking toward the bus stop, the morning breeze brushing my face like music. Something pulled me forward—a feeling I couldn’t explain.
Then, a familiar voice called out, “Sushanth!”
It was Manasa. I turned back, and my heart skipped. There she was—Charanya, standing beside Manasa.
Her presence hit me like lightning in slow motion—soft, silent, but unforgettable. For a second, I wasn’t a student or a guy. I was just a soul, lost in the divine beauty of a moment.
Manasa: “What is this miracle? You’re coming to college on time now?”
Me: “I don’t know, akka. I just… came with the flow today.”
Manasa: “Coming early is fine, but entering college before the assembly? That’s next level!”
I thought to myself: Please, akka, don’t ruin this filmy moment…
So I said, “Thanks for your blessings, akka,” smiled, and walked ahead.
But inside? My heart was running a marathon—What would she think of me? Was this a good first impression or a bad one?
At the Bus Stop
I stood there, trying to look normal, chatting with other students, but my eyes were constantly searching. Then, the bus arrived.
As I stepped in, there she was—Charanya, standing right opposite me with her backpack.
She looked at me and gave a meek, soft smile.
That look—Oh, God. Her eyes said a thousand unsaid words. In that tiny moment, I felt something precious. I didn’t know whether her eyes called me a good boy or a reckless guy, but to me, they felt like poetry.
My face flushed, and I quickly moved to the last seat, blushing like an idiot. But my mind? It replayed that scene on loop.
At the Bus Stand, Getting Down
As the bus slowed near our college stop, Manasa turned and grinned.
Manasa: “So, Sushanth… cricket match today? Or a movie plan?”
She gave me a sarcastic smile. I looked at her with folded hands and said, “Akka, please! Mercy…”
This part wasn’t just about seeing her. It was about feeling her presence in my routine—a melody syncing with my rhythm, a heartbeat pausing whenever her eyes met mine.
To Be Continued...
Catch up on this heartwarming journey from laughter to love:
✨ Part 1 – When Life Was Just Mine
✨ Part 2 – The Voice That Woke My Soul
✨ Part 3 – When Monsoon Met My Heart
Dive into the memories, the monsoon, and the magic. 🌧️💙
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