Special Chapter- A Hot Stranger

                                        

                                              
More than a year ago... 
It was the Annual Fest Day in Somaiya Vidyavihar University. 
Actually the first day out of three consecutive days. I didn't dig watching a repeated telecast of the festivities I already witnessed for the past two years. Some dance performances, some music, a contest here, a food stall there and viola, you had a generic college function in your hands. Food and celebrity concerts were the only excusable reason to attend these shows. 
“The fashion show's about to begin. Come in, we'll get to see some hot punks for once,” Khushboo urged, dragging by hand. I opened my mouth to take another bite of my burger but all my mouth caught was air. 
“Ah, let me finish this first! Oop-” I whined and nearly saved my precious burger from slipping out of my hands. “Bitchy Boo.”
Khushboo mumbled an apology to me before calling Ayesha to join us as well. The three of us gathered at the open field in front of the stage. The place was filled with noise, music and cheers. Fashion walk, my ass! It was just a show with pretty faces, wearing pretty clothes. A content smile escaped my lips as I finally took the burger bite in peace. Perhaps I'll try the uthappam snack next. 
Young boys and girls entered the stage one by one in fancy outfits followed by cheers. It only got louder when they exited in pairs, making couple like poses. If anything, at least the guys looked hot. I'll simply feast my eyes on them. 
Then entered the fourth pair. 
Ayesha might have something but I didn't hear it. The crowd might have cheered louder but it felt deaf to my ears. The man in maroon- golden sherwani with a fancy shawl was all I could look at. His thick black hair was combed in a way that appeared puffy in general. His facial hair with a minimal beard, his chiselled jaw, chapped red lips, smoky eyes and slightly bulky body made him look no less than a thirsty model. He walked like a dream, taking each step with confidence. He stopped in the front of the stage with one hand on his pocket, making few girls swoon including me. I guess the reaction caught him by surprise since his stoic expression faltered.
And then, the sexiest thing happened— the corner of his lips extended to a full blown smile. 
The bimbos in the crowd went bananas after that. When the solo walk was over, he took the hand of a woman in a black-red saree as they graced the ramp walk together. It was un- Natasha like to feel envious of a mere girl linking arms with him but I couldn't help it. I was already wishing I was her. 
Besides that, my gaze never wavered. Not even when he took his stand in the corner of the stage amongst other participants. I took in every inch of that specimen in every second he was present. 
He took my breath away. 
“Gosh, will you stop gawking at him like a shocked kitten? You're embarrassing me here. It's only a matter of time before he notices you,” Ayesha whisper shouted to me. Apparently, we were seated on a table while a group of boys including that hottie was seated across us. Too bad he wasn't in his maroon sherwani this time. 
“Boo, what was his name again?”
“I don't know. Rithik something.”
“Ah, Rithik something...!” I rolled his name out of my lips, dazed. His forehead creased a bit as he observed the menu card of the canteen. “What a sensuous name!” 
“Sounds like Hrithik Roshan, though the actor is a hundred times hotter.” Ayesha commented before flicking her fingers in front of my face, snapping me back to her. “If we can kindly have your attention, your highness. What would you like for dinner?”