3. The Bow

"Bach gaya" Shubman said as he sat in relief and started packing for tomorrow.

It was not the first time he ran away from that conversation but this time his mother sounded different, a little worried, if he got it right. May be because of all the Ishman bromance rumors and the hate they received lately. He wondered if his mother might have thought having a girl friend would answer these rumors but him on the other hand did not practically have a girl friend yet. It's not like he has never had a crush before but it was just that, a crush. He could never like somebody so much that he would get into a relationship. His friends often tried to convince him to ask someone out but..... It never felt right.

"Well may be when I meet the right girl, I will know why it never felt right" he thought to himself as he finished packing and started scrolling through Instagram.

After a few minutes he came across an edit about his celebration - 'The Bow'. He kept his phone on the bed and walked towards the mirror and recreated the celebration again.

Flashback

"Main keh rahi hu na, tum bade cricketer ban jaoge to tum to mujhe bhul jaoge...... likh ke lelo" said a young girl.

"Ese kaise bhul jaunga yaar, kuch bhi bolti ho" a 14 year old Shubman replied back.

"Acha teek hai, future ka baad mai sochenge, lekin pehle ye batao ki jab tum century maaroge to celebrate kaise karoge?" asked the girl.

"Kya matlab?"

"Matlab ye ke tumhara koi special celebration hona chahiye na"

"Pata nahi kabhi nahi socha iske baare main""To ab socho, kuch bahot special"After a few minutes the girl yelled all of a sudden startling Shubman "Mil gaya"."Kya?" he asked with his hands on his heart and a horrified expression on his face. The girl chuckled at his expression and dragged him towards a mirror.

She bowed to her reflection in the mirror and turned towards Shubman raising an eyebrow and he just grinned.

"Aise na tum ekdum Prince lagoge" she said.

"Prince!?" he asked chuckling.

"Haa, Prince" she said climbing onto a chair near by.

"The Prince Of Indian Cricketer, SHUBMAN GILL" she announced with her hands moving wide open.

Shubman just smiled at her gesture and bowed to her for the very first time, she jumped down the chair and curtsied as her reply.

Both of them ended up laughing.************Shubman straightened himself and looked into the mirror.

"Kaha tha na nahi bhulunga, inta aasan thodi hai" he layed on his bed and continued "Ab kaha ho tum? Kya kar rahi ho? Kaise dikhti ho? Abhi bhi pani puri khati ho kya? Most importantly.... Mujhe yaad karti ho kya?" Shubman smiled at his questions and closed his eyes just to come across a young girl who was waving at him and then she curtsied.

"Princess" he murmured and drowsed off to sleep.