Twenty one and fearless, that is how she would describe herself ,the power , wind in her hair and the world in her hands feeling when she rode herđ” scooter is something she relished
In the heavy morning traffic of the Indian roads she was forced to reign in her top speed and come to a halt in the signal , as she put her feet down to balance herself ,She felt the ground under her feet moving ,and that is when she realised that the ground was actually a Feet and that feet was owned by extremely long leg , as her gaze travelled higher she met the most beautiful eyes she have ever seen in her entire life . she continued to stare her frozen brain trying to formulate the word sorry , his expression turned from irritation to something else .
The lights turned green ,horns blared and the face which would haunt her nights zoomed past her.