How a Dream Unveiled a Joyful Mystery: A Tale of Surprises, Smiles, and Scooters

Hey, so this morning, I had this dream that left me feeling happy and a bit puzzled when I woke up.

Guess what? It was about her. My friend noticed I was smiling in my sleep—probably because of the dream. ๐Ÿ˜Œ๐Ÿ’ค

In the dream, I was in my kitchen at home. Our house is kinda old, made of stone. The rooms are in a line like a road – first a hall, then a living room, and finally the kitchen. So, there I am in the kitchen, and my mom is upset about something, making a lot of noise. I decide to go to the living room, and when I open the door, guess who's there? Yep, it's her! I'm surprised, happy, but also confused. If happiness is a 10, mine was like 100, but confusion was also pretty high, maybe like 1000.

I ask my mom what's going on, and she gives me a look like she's mad. She says I'm the one who brought her here. That's a shock! I don't get why my mom is upset, but she keeps making noise with the pots and doors. ๐Ÿšช๐Ÿฅ„

With all these mixed-up feelings, I go to the room where she's sleeping. I stand next to her bed, and when she opens her eyes, she gives me a nice smile. I feel like I'm in a movie or something. I ask her what happened, and she says she was riding a scooter, everything went upside down, and I was there when she had a crash. Luckily, she wasn't hurt bad. She had a fever and couldn't see well, so I brought her home.

She pauses, gives me a sweet look, and puts her hand on my cheek. ๐Ÿ˜

And then, I wake up with a smile. You know what? That's why I sometimes don't like dreams. ๐Ÿ˜Š๐ŸŒ™๐Ÿ’ญ๐Ÿš—✨๐ŸŒˆ


----Mrunmay M. Pote

Love Story Unveiled: From Instagram Pals to Real-life Magic (part :1)

 Hey there! So, I've never really written something easy-breezy, but today's the day. I've been feeling a bit fed up with all the serious stuff, so let's dive into a cool story. ๐Ÿ˜Š


Back in 8th grade, we learned about adolescence – the time when our bodies and minds go through a bunch of changes. One thing everyone goes through is being attracted to the opposite sex. It's kind of a head-scratcher. We often have our first crush, and sometimes, it's more than just a physical thing – it's real. ๐Ÿ’‘


I had a similar thing happen to me.


After finishing 10th grade, I was just chillin' during my vacation. I decided to check out Instagram and see what's up. Little did I know that this easy-going scrolling would lead to some cool and unexpected twists in my life. ๐Ÿ”„


While roaming around Instagram, I stumbled upon an account with lots of mutual friends. So, I sent a friend request, not realizing that this was about to change everything. The acceptance was chill at first, but things got interesting. ๐Ÿ˜Ž


Soon enough, we were talking all the time, becoming the best of pals. We spilled all the deets to each other, from what color dress to wear to family issues. It felt like we were meant to be buddies. Her looks didn't matter; I felt this cool connection, like it was meant to be. ๐Ÿ’ฌ๐Ÿ‘ซ


But then life hit me with a curveball – I had to move to another city for my studies. I missed her during New Year's, and the whole isolation thing got to me. After a while, I got back home, and hearing her voice felt like a breath of fresh air. Battling loneliness had left me a bit bruised, but her voice healed me. ๐ŸŽถ๐Ÿ’”


Now, for 11th and 12th grades, I was back in my hometown. She was stoked, suggesting we meet up and have a blast. I was a bit unsure, but her excitement got to me. I didn't want her to stop talking to me, so meeting up it was. She was totally mad to see me, and that made my day. ๐Ÿ˜„❤️


Somewhere along the way, I fell for her without even realizing it. I can't pinpoint when it happened – the daydreaming, wanting to see her eyes, and dreaming about a happy future. It just happened. ๐Ÿ’ญ๐Ÿ’–


So, we planned to meet on January 26th. She lived 15 km away, and not being able to spill the beans to my parents, I decided to bike there. Checked my bike, kicked the pedals, and in half an hour, I reached our meet-up spot. ๐Ÿšด‍♂️๐Ÿ—“️


Seeing her blew my mind – she looked amazing. My heart raced, and the wind-blown hair framing her happy, wet eyes got stuck in my head. Her cute smile was contagious, and our awkward moments turned into shared grins. ๐Ÿ˜๐ŸŒฌ️


Our journey to the cafรฉ hit a little snag when a cow decided to join the party. I jumped in front of her, creating a bit of drama. In the cafรฉ, I couldn't take my eyes off her, and her blush was like hitting pause on my brain. ๐Ÿ„๐ŸŽญ


I pulled out a wrapped gift, and her face lighting up made my day. It was a golden ring from a movie she loved. It was too big for her finger, but she turned it into a necklace, making me feel like a hero. We both smiled, and it was just perfect. ๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿ’


But then, it was time to leave. We didn't want to, but we had to. We stood there, not wanting to take our eyes off each other. Taking off was tough, but eventually, we left. ๐Ÿ˜ข๐Ÿ‘‹


My mind had only one face flashing – hers. On my way home, my cycle slowed down, but my song kept going. I had no clue what was happening around me. A bike with good speed came towards me, and we had a bit of a crash. ๐Ÿšฒ๐Ÿ’ฅ


To be continued...



                                       -Mrunmay M. Pote

  

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