Hello everyone, hoping that you are all staying safe. I am back with a short story. Hope you would like it.

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Thank you so much awesomeshivu for creating such a beautiful cover in such a short span of time. This really means a lot to me ❤

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An early Saturday morning at around 9 a.m, students from different streams were moving here and there in one of the moderate engineering college premises of Kolkata. Some were in a hurry to reach their first class and some were trying to find excuses to get attendance without attending the class.

Amongst the bunch of people who made it to the class, there is a girl in a white top and blue jeans who is finishing up her assignment sitting on the third bench in the middle row. Though they don't have fixed places, this girl is allowed to sit anywhere she wants because her notes are the only savior for the entire class during exams. She finishes her assignment and passes on the sheets to her mates who were waiting to copy it down. Just then another girl rushes into the class and goes straight to the third bench.

"Hey Nitya", greeted the girl sitting on the bench.

"Swara, I have news", said Nitya,who is popularly called as BBC and she is the only best friend of Swara.

"Good or bad", asked Swara not paying much attention.

"Listen na, I was just walking from the staff room and guess what I heard", started Nitya with excitement evident on her face.

"Are our internals going to be postponed? I wish they would, I still have one unit to prepare and we just have two days", chirped in Swara getting tensed.

"Ah what can I expect from a girl who complains that she didn't find time to attempt the questions which can be left for choice", sighed Nitya hitting her head with her right hand and she continued.

"You boring idiot, we are going to have a guest lecture for every week this whole semester and the best part is there won't be any exam in the end", added Nitya with excitement evident in her face.

"Ah what a waste of time. What's the use of teaching something when they are not going to analyze how much we have learnt...no one will hear to the lecture", came Swara's reply which was complete opposite to that of Nitya's.

"I know right, the best part is the man who would be our guest is damn handsome. You know those adorable men we read about in romance novels, he looks exactly the same", said Nitya smiling wide.

"How do you know?", questioned Swara still not giving her complete attention.

"I just peeked into the staff room to see if he is some old professor who is all strict types so that we can just bunk the class and go for a matinee, you know just in case, but now I will have full attendance on Saturdays", replied Nitya already dreaming about her new professor.

After 10 minutes, as usual, the Saturday morning classes started and soon the lunchtime got over and the moment Nitya was waiting for arrived. The handsome man she was referring to walked in with nothing in his hands...no chalk, no laptop, no book.

"Hey fellas", greeted the lecturer looking around the class and leaning backwards on the table which was set for any teacher to put his/her books or laptop on it. 

"Right after lunch, looks like everyone is ready to have a nap...ha", said he hustling himself onto the table and sitting on it cross-legged ignoring the chair which was placed right in front of it.

"Haww, Swara you agree with me right", said Nitya as soon as he entered the class.

"Ummm...indeed he is hot", added Swara with a smile.

"I told you", Nitya replied proudly as if she has found some treasure. And with that Nitya came out of her dreamland and started focusing on what the handsome man is speaking.

"Guys, I am not a regular professor. So, please don't curse me for ruining your Saturday evenings. Just bear with me for this one hour and if you like the concept, you can come to the auditorium every Saturday about this time to continue the course, if not you can skip it", hearing the last line the students heaved a sigh of relief and started making plans for the next week in their heads.

"Okay, first let me give you a small introduction about me. I am Sanskar Maheshwari, I am pursuing my Phd in the field of Human-computer interaction. So, in this process, few good students like me (few students raised their eyebrows looking at his attitude and confidence but Sanskar continued) are selected to give a lecture on one domain to engineering students which would help us in our research as well as boost our chances to get research aid from the government. So, today I will just give a basic overview and only the interested candidates can be there for my lectures from next week. They will be held in the auditorium as the session would be common for all the years", started Sanskar and he gave the introduction about the topics he would cover in the course of his sessions and in an hour, he caught the attention of almost 60% of the class with the way he presented himself as well as the topic. Amongst that 60%, Swara is one of them too.
She was totally intrigued by the concepts. After Sanskar took his leave from the class, the students dispersed too. And all the way to the parking, Swara was totally lost in her thoughts.

"Nitya, I just got the idea for our major project", chirped Swara suddenly startling Nitya.

"Oh great Swara, please tell me that it has got to do something with Sanskar sir", asked Nitya with a puppy face.

"Well, in a way it is. We will speak with him next week and ask his guidance in this project as our major domain would be related to his lectures", replied Swara and Nitya's happiness knew no bounds.

"So Nitya, Sanskar sir is 74 or 75", asked Swara starting her scooty.

"Well, 77 my lucky number", replied Nitya hopping on to her own scooty.

"Oh my God Nitya, you should stop crushing over handsome men. Find someone with whom you could fall in love...", before Swara continued Nitya interrupted.

"And get kicked out of my house. No thanks princess. I am very much happy with my one sided love or infatuation whatever you may call..because it is beautiful yet harmless. Now, bye bye...my Varun Kapoor will be waiting in Colors"

With a wink, Nitya buzzed off from the campus followed by Swara who tried a lot but till now couldn't understand the craziness of one sided love as she never experienced it.

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So, here I end the first part. I know it is very short but do let me know your views on it.

Do you agree with Nitya on One sided love?

Should I continue the story?

If you like me to add something, feel free to let me know at any point in the story.

Thank you,
Praahi