After finishing my work I left for the event at Aditya high school college which i don't want to but because of dadu I am going to attend it as We are trusty of school so I will be there for 10 mins

I and Veeransh sit I our car. Veeransh on driver seat and I am on passenger seat with the guards beside us following us as that's their duty .

Soon we reach At college and everyone their bow to us when they saw us.The principle and professors give us a warm welcome .

"Welcome Mr. Rajawat it's our honour that you came here " Principle said while bowing.

On which i give them a small nod .

My phone rang breaking the conversation, i excused myself and Move side for answering it when I turn back.

Suddenly someone collided into me ,

Before she fall i held her waist from saving her from falling .

She looked up.

And I forgot how to breathe.

Her eyes met mine-brown. Not plain, not shallow. Brown like old secrets, like warmth hidden beneath silence. There was no fear in them, only embarrassment and something achingly pure. Those eyes didn't know who I was, didn't care for power or names. They simply looked at me... honestly.

As she stand still her hand brush against my hand.

Her fingers touched mine, light and hesitant, and something shifted inside me-something I had buried long ago. The she took her hand back.

"I am sorry " I didn't saw you .She replied . Her voice was soft and calm

"Umm it's okay it's not only your fault I also didn't saw you I am sorry " I said calmy.

She gave me a little smile and went inside auditorium.

Then I saw veeransh and my guards who wre in shock like they have seen something which they don't believe in their eyes.

"Whatt"?? I asked veeransh

"As far as i remember u didn't say sorry to someone from past 10 years and you say sorry to a girl Infact you punished all the girls who touch you and here you are saying sorry the world's most dangerous mafia is saying sorry how can it happen ??that's why we all are in shock"

He said shockingly.

I didn't said anything as i know they even I didn't expect this to say sorry to anyone in my entire life that something like this would happen to me and then I start walking towards auditorium.

She didn't know that in falling, she had unbalanced me.

As she stood, her eyes lingered on mine for a second longer, and in that moment I realized something terrifying-

I had faced danger without flinching. I had ruled rooms without raising my voice.

But those brown eyes?

They saw me. And for the first time, I didn't know how to look away.

We reached auditorium.

Everyone bow their heads as they saw me coming .I don't look at them at went straight and sit at the couch there .

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I was nervous for my performance then I remember that Rutika is not here yet.

"Where is Rutvika"? I asked Aadhya.

"I don't know she has not come yet " She said.

"Aaj is Rutvika ki bchhi ko nhi chodugi pehle mera naam dhakke se likhwa diya mam ko or bola mai tere sath hogi wha par, or yha uska Ata pta nhi koi , aaj me use maar dugi " I said this in anger . Aadhya chuckled.

I went outside to find her .

While fixing my dupatta.

"Ek toh ye dupatta nhi Sambhalta" I said in frustration.

Then I collided with someone, before I could fall strong arms catch me holding my waist , I looked up.

And slowly open my eyes . My eyes met his.

They were dark, unreadable, yet strangely calm, like a storm that had learned silence. He didn't look startled, didn't look hurried-just focused, as if the entire Ground had faded and I was the only thing in front of him

For a second, I forgot to move.

Forgot to breathe.

His hold wasn't improper, just protective, almost instinctive. When he slowly let go, I felt the absence more than the contact itself. My heart raced as I straightened myself, heat rising to my cheeks.

As for standing still my hand brushed against his , I felt a current through my body this was strange.

"I-I'm sorry," I said softly, though I wasn't sure why I was apologizing.

"Umm it's okay it's not only your fault I also didn't saw you I am sorry " he said softly.

As I stepped back, my heart still unsteady, I knew this wasn't just a moment of clumsiness.

It felt like the beginning of something I didn't yet have words for.

And as I walked away, one thought lingered quietly in my mind-

Some falls don't break you. Some falls introduce you to

destiny.

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Author~ umm umm hmari Ishika ko kuch kuch ho rha haii yaaro 🤭🌸✨️

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I don't know what had happened just , Now i am finding that pair of eyes with whom I fall in love at first sight .

A voice interrupted my thoughts i looked at saw the hosts.

A girl and a boy they start telling about how the day will go , I don't bothered to listen.

Then the girl said "Today we have a very special guest here , Our college Trusty Mr. Rudraksh Singh Rajawat "

On which Everyone applauded and I just give a small nod .

"So our first performance is of kathak By Ishika Singhania from BBA last year ". The boy said this and everyone clapped.

And then light got dim and focus on the girl on stage .

Ghungroo sounds were echoing in auditorium.

She was same girl . So her name is Ishika .

"My Ishika , Huhhh.. what the hell I am saying "? I muttered under my breathe

She stepped onto the stage, and the world slowed, as if time itself wanted to watch her first. Her feet kissed the floor in measured devotion, every step a whispered prayer.

Teri deewani was started playing. The anklets spoke in rhythm, not noise-telling stories my heart had forgotten how to feel.

तेरे नाम से जी लूँ

तेरे नाम से मर जाऊँ

तेरे नाम से जी लूँ

तेरे नाम से मर जाऊँ

तेरी जान के सदके में कुछ ऐसा कर जाऊँ

तूने क्या कर डाला मर गयी मैं मिट गयी मैं

हो जी, हाँ-हाँ जी

हो गयी मैं

तेरी दीवानी दीवानी

तेरी दीवानी दीवानी

Her abhinaya, the expressive part of her dance, begins with a subtle raising of her eyebrows and a gentle smile as the lyrics "Teri deewani, deewani" wash over her. She danced gracefully pouring her devotion in her dance with surrender to Krishna. Her feet become a blur of motion, executing rapid-fire tihai sequences, a rhythmic conversation between her ghungroos and the tabla. The chakkar-the signature Kathak spins-come in powerful, flawless bursts. With each rapid revolution, the emerald white anarkali flares out like a blossoming flower, a vibrant swirl of color that leaves the audience mesmerized. She lands perfectly on the sam (the first beat), each time an exclamation of absolute control and artistry.

तूने क्या कर डाला मर गयी मैं मिट गयी मैं

हो जी, हाँ-हाँ जी

हो गयी मैं

तेरी दीवानी दीवानी

तेरी दीवानी दीवानी

Her eyes meet mine for a second and it's like the world has paused.

During the more melancholic verses, her movements soften. Her hands, or mudras, delicately trace stories in the air-the act of waiting, of offering one's heart, of surrendering to the divine.Her hair was tie in a bun but while spunning his rubber fell down and her hair got opened and that time my breath hitched and the audience Burst into applause and this moment stole the show.

Ishiks unleashes a final, breathtaking series of spins. The energy in the hall is electric, a shared experience of passionate performance and profound music. She ends her performance in a deeply held pose, a thath, one hand raised to the sky, the other resting at her side, chest heaving slightly, bathed in sweat and glory.

I had ruled chaos.

Yet her calm undone me.

I didn't know Kathak.

But I knew surrender.

When she paused, my breath paused.

When she bowed, something in me bowed too.

The hall erupted in applause, but I sat still, caught in a silence only I could hear.

Because in that moment, I understood-

some meetings don't ask for permission.

They carve themselves into your fate.

And she had already carved herself into mine.

Then I decided to make her mine .

She will be mine only. I want her to be my side with me for eternity. I want to spoil her. I will give her everything she want. I will give her myself . I will love her till my last Breathe. She will be my Queen one and only she.

I would burn whole damn this World for her.

I don't believe in destiny.

But I do believe in patterns.

And people like her don't remain unguarded for long.

She didn't belong to my darkness.

That was precisely why I would keep it away from her.

This wasn't obsession.

It was ownership of responsibility.

I had built empires by seeing threats before they appeared. And in that moment, I saw the truth clearly-

The world would try to take advantage of her softness.

It would have to go through me first.

That day wasn't about saving her from a fall.

It was about deciding that once she crossed my path,

nothing would reach her without my permission.

And I never give permission easily.

From now I would not let her suffer anything alone.

I would make sure no one touch her .

Today I decided to made her mine and me his Olnyy..!!

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Heyyyy coodiesss..!!😁❤️

Hope so you all would be okay..🤌🏻

I uploaded the 2nd chapter 🤘🏻

Hope u all like that ..

Hmare Rudraksh or Ishika ko kuch kuch ho rha hai.

It us a starting of a new journey.

Let's watch their journey together 🤧.

Jaane se pehle star sba diya kro yr ⭐️

Taki meko motivation mile or pta lgw ki tumhe book achi lg rhi haii..

Tabhi me aage parts upload kr paugii..

Hope so u will understand this 🍁

Till then bieee take care my coodiess 🤧♥️

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