A gloomy evening on the street food road of Jaipur. Clouds loomed overhead, heavy with the promise of rain. Yet, Amrit stood patiently in line, eagerly anticipating her favorite snacks on her last day of jaipur..

Amrit took a deep breath, inhaling the delicious aroma of momo. "Mmmmm, so yummy to smell," she murmured, lost in her own world. She imagined herself dancing, celebrating her solo date with the food she loved.

But in a heartbeat, the moment shattered. Her plate slipped from her hands and crashed to the ground. Her heart sank. She was about to cry when she noticed the main reason behind her spoiled mood. He stood tall, around 5'11", well-toned broad back, and completely absorbed in his phone call.

"That's the murderer of my momo," she thought bitterly.

She approached him, fire in her eyes. "Stop, you!" she exclaimed. "You just spoiled my solo date!"

Randheer glanced down at her, irritation flickering across his face. She was small, but her anger was fierce.

"Who do you think you are, little creature?" he shot back.

Amrit snapped her fingers, her frustration boiling over. "Idiot! Go get me another plate!"

The snap pulled him from his conversation. He looked at her coldly. "Just get one for yourself, tiny creature and leave my way. And don't ever snap your fingers in front of me again."

"Or else?" Amrit challenged, her defiance clear.

Randheer smirked, leaning closer. "You really don't want to know. Tiny creatures like you might find themselves awake for nights on end. Think twice before you test me."

The tension crackled between them.

Amrit's heart raced. This was not just about the momo anymore. It was about standing her ground. She could feel the stakes rising.

"Is that a threat?" she asked, her voice steady.

"Just a warning," he replied, his tone icy.

Both of them stood their ground, locked in a standoff. The street food road faded into the background, the clouds heavy above, waiting to burst.

This was more than a simple food mishap. It was a clash of wills. And neither was backing down.

She was trying her best to glare at him. But the sight of the tiny creature, 5'3" with a red nose and plump lips pouting at that moment, felt oddly cute. Her hands were firmly on her waist, and she stood there, looking up at the tall figure who irked her with his mere presence.

"Amrit: O Tu pagal ae?"

"Randheer: Here we go... Tiny creature, just get yourself a new plate and step aside. You are free, but I am not. I'm expensive to even talk to." He smirked.

"Amrit: O really! Who are you? A king? A prime minister? Just a boy who is mannerless."

His smirk faded. A subtle expression took over, one that left her guessing. Did she even know who she was talking to?

The tension hung in the air. Amrit could feel the heat rising.

"Randheer: You think your words have weight? This isn't a playground. You're barking up the wrong tree."

She stepped forward, eyes narrowed. "And you think you can just brush me off? Who do you think you are?"

His gaze hardened. "I know my worth. Do you?"

A silence fell between them. It was charged, electric.

Amrit took a breath. "Maybe I don't need to prove anything to you. Maybe you're the one hiding behind that smirk."

"Randheer: You're bold. I'll give you that. But boldness without knowledge can lead to mistakes."

"Like underestimating me?" she shot back, refusing to back down.

He studied her. "You really think you know me? Think again."

Their eyes locked, each challenging the other. The conflict was palpable, but beneath it, tension simmered.

The air crackled. This wasn't just a clash of words; it was a battle of wills. Each was determined to stand their ground.

And in that moment, something shifted. Something deeper began to form in the space between their words.

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Momos is emotion🫣
How was this clash?Of a girl crying for momos and a grumpy boy?

Adventure of the day!!
Okay so One day I was walking in my own zone talking blabbering to myself in full on "my mode" Talking to my fictional boyfriends smiling blushing then I realized some of classmates where staring at me. At last, they were like: Medical Rakhne Ka nateeja! Bachi pagal hogayi hai khud hi Mei Hassi Jaa Rahi hai ". I kinda embarrassed myself Infront of whole friend group (12people staring straight in my soul) 

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Ranjhan.