BLIND DATE: KARTIK POV 2

Kartik POV

It's already evening and I'm waiting at the bus station. But I can't get Arohi's image out of my head.

Will I be able to meet her again? If she is a localite then she will definitely visit Hampi. What if she is not?  Even though I know her name, I don't know anything else about her. What if she is just a tourist and was here for a tour. How am I going to find her?

Ahhhh.......My head is hurting.

I kicked a stone at my feet out of frustration.

Her face appears in front of my eyes. God! This is the first time like this. Did Dad also feel the same way when he met my mom for the first time?

Maybe. I will ask when I reach home.

Finally, the bus arrived. I should hurry back else Grandpa and Grandma will worry.

I Got on the bus. To my surprise, Arohi is also on the bus.

Gods are definitely on my side. How can there be a such coincidence?

I went to her and sat on an empty seat beside her. This girl is so much immersed in her sketching That she didn't even notice somebody was sitting next to her.

She will not even realize if somebody kidnaps her now.

Arohi completed her sketch and turn around. She didn't recognize Kartik and adjusted her bag so Kartik could sit comfortably.

She doesn't recognize me? Really?

This is good I thought she will get angry as she did at Mahal. Is it ok if I start a conversation and break the ice? let's try. I took a deep breath and said,  " You really draw well. Are you an Art student?".

"Yes. Do I really draw well?" She asked me confusedly.

Woah! cute. Today is not a day of my heart. I'm scared it will be damaged for sure. Has she never realized how cute she is? I took a deep breath to calm myself.

"Yes, I really like it," I said.

"Why are you not sure about your own work?" I added after some time.

"No, My professor says I need to improve. I'm far from his expectation and perfection" She said with a sad face.

Is her teacher nuts? Such a good drawing don't please him? What level of expertise he expects. This is totally demonic. Can his students ever be able to please him? Maybe all of them had runoff.

" How perfect he wants your work to be?" I asked.

" He is the most famous Oil painter who specialized in realistic paintings. He wants us to be of his level." She said.

I take my words back. So his teacher is someone who wants his disciples to be as perfect as him. So being tough is his way of teaching. She was lucky to have such a guide.

"Has any student able to reach his requirements?" I asked.

I guess very few people would be able to survive his demonic training and achieved success. Most of them must have dropped out.

" Yes,  one of my seniors did and now he is working at my teacher's art gallery." She said with sparkling eyes.

Here we go again! My heart that calm down a while ago now beating like a hell. As if I'm running a marathon. My dear heart is giving up on me I think and now beating for her.

I want to know her more....

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