As the morning settled in and the buzz of the day's events began to fade, Shubman found himself staring at his phone, contemplating whether to send the first message to Hira.

With a mixture of nerves and excitement, he composed a simple yet heartfelt text, his fingers hesitating over the send button.

Meanwhile, Hira sat in her room, her phone resting in her hand as she replayed the events of the day in her mind.

With a nervous flutter in her stomach, she took a deep breath and typed out a message to Shubman, her heart pounding with anticipation.

Hiaaa😚

Hey Hira, it's
Shubman
here. Just wanted
to say it was really
great meeting you
today. Hope we can
keep in touch 😊

Hi Shubman! It was great
meeting you too!
Definitely looking
forward to
staying in touch. 😊

Awesome! So, how's your morning going? Anything exciting planned?

Not much, just winding down after a busy day. What about you?

Just relaxing at home,
thinking about the
Next match.

Anyways, I wanted to invite you for the semi-finals match. It would be great to have you there to cheer for the Titans.What do you say?

Oh I wish I could but I have a flight for Coimbatore tomorrow morning. Sorry ig🙁

No worries, Hira. Totally understand. Maybe another time then. Take care!

Seen

After sending the message, Shubman couldn't shake off the feeling of disappointment that lingered in his chest.

He paced around his room, replaying their recent interactions in his mind, trying to decipher where he might have gone wrong.

Meanwhile, Hira's absence of response weighed heavily on her mind.

She hated the thought of disappointing Shubman, but the timing just wasn't right for her to attend the match.

She felt a pang of guilt for not being able to convey her reasons sooner.

As the minutes ticked by, Shubman anxiously awaited Hira's response, hoping for some reassurance that their connection was still intact.

As the dawn broke, casting a soft golden hue across the tarmac, Hira found herself settled into the pilot's seat of her aircraft, the hum of the engines filling the air with a sense of anticipation. With a steady hand, she went through her pre-flight checks, her mind focused on the task at hand.

As the final checks were completed and the cabin crew prepared for departure, Hira's thoughts briefly drifted to the message she had received from Shubman the night before.

she couldn't help but feel a twinge of regret at not being able to respond.

As the plane touched down in Coimbatore, Hira felt a rush of exhilaration wash over her.

Stepping out of the cockpit, Hira breathed in the crisp morning air, her mind buzzing with excitement at the prospect of exploring a new destination.

As she made her way through the bustling airport terminal, Hira's thoughts drifted back to the events of the previous evening.

With a spontaneous burst of excitement, Hira made a snap decision to hop on a flight to Mumbai, determined to seize the opportunity to see the match and, perhaps, reconnect with Shubman.

With her mind made up, she wasted no time in booking a flight for the same afternoon, eager to make the most of her impromptu adventure.

With her boarding pass in hand and a sense of excitement bubbling within her, Hira boarded the plane bound for Mumbai, her mind buzzing with possibilities.

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After landing in Mumbai, Hira wasted no time in making her way to her hotel, her excitement palpable as she eagerly anticipated the upcoming match.

With a quick check-in process, she headed to her room to freshen up, her mind buzzing with anticipation for the thrilling event that awaited her.

In the privacy of her hotel room, Hira took a moment to gather her thoughts and prepare for the evening ahead.

She quickly freshened up, smoothing down her hair and adjusting her outfit with a sense of excitement and anticipation coursing through her veins.

She took a deep breath as she dialed Shubman's number, her heart pounding with nervous anticipation.

After a few rings, he answered, his voice warm and welcoming.

"Hey, Hira! It's great to hear from you. What's up?" Shubman's excitement was evident in his tone, his curiosity piqued by her unexpected call.

"Hey, Shubman," Hira replied, her voice laced with a mix of nerves and excitement.

"I hope I'm not catching you at a bad time. I was just wondering... do you think you could arrange a ticket for me to the match tonight? I decided to fly in last minute and thought it would be fun to see the match."

There was a brief pause on the other end of the line before Shubman's response came, filled with genuine excitement .

"OFC ! I'd love to arrange a ticket for you. It'll be amazing to have you there cheering us on. Let me take care of it right away."

Hira couldn't help but smile at Shubman's eagerness, her heart fluttering with anticipation at the thought of seeing him again.

"Thank you so much, Shubman. I really appreciate it. I can't wait to see you at the match."

As Hira made her way to her seat at the stadium, her heart raced with anticipation, eager to catch a glimpse of Shubman and cheer on the Titans.

But to her surprise, as she settled into her seat, she found herself seated next to none other than Shahneel, Shubman's sister.

"Hi there!" Shahneel greeted Hira with a warm smile, her eyes lighting up with recognition.

"You must be Hira, right? Shubman mentioned that you might be joining us tonight. It's so nice to finally meet you!"

Hira couldn't help but feel a rush of excitement at the unexpected encounter, her nerves momentarily forgotten in the warmth of Shahneel's greeting.

"Yes, that's me! It's great to meet you too, Shahneel didi," she replied, returning the smile.

Soon, As Mumbai Indians won the toss and elected to bowl first, the anticipation in the stadium reached a fever pitch.

The crowd erupted into cheers as Shubman and Saha strode confidently onto the field.

Both took their positions at the crease, their focus unwavering as they prepared to face the onslaught of the Mumbai Indians' bowling attack.

The author is feeling too lazy to write down all the details

As Shubman reached the milestone of his century, the stadium erupted into thunderous applause, the roar of the crowd echoing through the air.

With a triumphant flourish, he removed his helmet and unleashed his signature celebration—a graceful bow followed by a pointed gesture of his bat towards the stands.

With a smile of pride, Shubman directed his gaze towards Shahneel and Hira, his eyes alight with gratitude for their unwavering support.

As he pointed his bat towards them, a wave of emotion washed over him.

Hira's eyes sparkled with pride and admiration as she watched Shubman's celebration unfold.

The camera zoomed in on her and Shahneel, capturing the raw emotion etched on their faces— joy, and the overwhelming sense of camaraderie

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As the final moments of the match unfolded, the stadium reverberated with the thunderous applause of the fans, their excitement palpable in the air.

With each wicket taken and every run scored, the Titans solidified their place in the finals, their determination and skill on full display for all to see.

As Shubman stood before the cameras, basking in the glow of his "Man of the Match" award, the interviewer posed a question that touched on the significance of the victory for him personally.

With a knowing smile, Shubman paused for a moment, his mind racing as he carefully considered his response.

"Well, I think every victory is special in its own way," Shubman replied, his tone measured yet filled with underlying meaning.

"But tonight's win feels particularly meaningful. It's not just about the runs scored or the wickets taken—it's about the support of my teammates, the dedication of our fans, and the sense of unity and camaraderie that we share as a team."

As Hira waited on the field, her heart racing with excitement and anticipation, she couldn't help but feel a rush of nerves as she caught sight of Shubman approaching.

With a cheeky grin on his face, he sauntered over to her, his eyes dancing with mischief as he teased her about her last-minute arrival.

"Well, well, well, look who decided to see me play," Shubman teased, a playful twinkle in his eyes as he approached Hira.

Hira couldn't help but laugh at his playful jab, her cheeks flushing with a mix of embarrassment and amusement.

"Hey, better late than never, right?" she retorted, her tone light and teasing as she playfully nudged him.

With a chuckle, he shook his head in mock exasperation. "I suppose you have a point there," he said, his smile widening as he gazed at her with fondness.

As they bantered back and forth, their laughter mingling with the buzz of excitement in the air.

"So, what's the story behind your last-minute trip to Mumbai?" He inquired, his curiosity piqued as he turned his attention to Hira.

She took a deep breath, her nerves tingling with the weight of the moment.

"Well, it was a bit of a last minute decision," she began, her voice tinged with a mixture of excitement and hesitation.

"I just felt this sudden urge to be here, to support the Titans and, well, to be here for you."

As she spoke, Hira's eyes met Shubman's, a flicker of emotion passing between them.

"I wanted to be a part of the excitement, to share in the joy of this moment with you," she continued, her words heartfelt and sincere.

Shubman listened intently, his expression softening with each word she spoke.

"That means a lot, Hira," he replied, his voice quiet but filled with warmth. "I'm really glad you're here. It wouldn't have been the same without you."

"So, since you're here now," Shubman began, a playful twinkle in his eye, "maybe we could grab dinner together since the match is over? I know this great restaurant nearby."

Hira's heart skipped a beat at the suggestion, her cheeks flushing with excitement.

"I'd love that," she replied, unable to contain the smile that spread across her face. "Lets go."

Just for reference

Shubman's fantastic performance against MI in 2023 semifinals!🫶🏻🧿

I'm always proud of him❤️

Heyy lovesssss
This was the fourth chapter of the book!

I was too busy and lazy as well to write the entire details of the match. Forgive me for that.

Soo HiraMan / ShIra are going on a dateeeeee🫶🏻❤️

Agla chapter to aapko pata hi hai ji😏

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