Two of these were always like the two corners of the rope. If he said east, she would go west. If she called it a day, he would call it a night. They were both well-known to the entire class for their day-long fights and the fights that were worse than Allies and Axis.
Pranks, slaps, punches, snatching away things were the order of their day, but in all this, there was something Tanvisha loved about Adish, and that was the first spark in her heart. Even during those wild wars, Adish had never done anything that could have offended her. Even at the age of 7, this boy understood his limits. How could anyone resist falling in love with him?
Tanvisha was the topper of the class and maintained her position so well that no one even dared to compete with her. She was a completely fun-loving person yet educated and responsible. On the other hand, Adish was careless and never worried about the competitive world, but he hardly knew that he was about to get a demon in disguise.
A year later, two people came into their lives. Trisha Janwaal and Kabir Khanna. And from here on, it was all just beautiful. Trisha Tanvisha became best of friends, and Adish and Kabir were no less than brothers.
Adish and Tanvisha were always set on killing each other, and poor Trisha and Kabir had to come for the rescue. When it came to studies, Tanvisha and Kabir gave each other a neck-to-neck competition, whereas Adish and Trisha were average students. But together, these were the fantastic four.
This continued for a few years, and, Adish and Tanvisha got closer and started sharing their hearts.
“Music” is the biggest villain of their story. Adish was madly in love with singing. At the age of 9, he gave his first singing audition and sang an Arabic song. But unfortunately, he forgot the lyrics and could not get selected. The Bollywood touch in the story is that his parents were against his passion for music. Tanvisha was not a die heart lover but enjoyed the music too.
One fine morning they both sat together during their Social Science class. Amidst those boring lectures of the teacher, there was something which held them there. That was the first time when Tanvisha could feel the pain in the eyes of Adish.
Adish told her very emotionally that his parents had not even wished him good luck before his auditions. She glanced at his eyes, and something pricked her heart. She was way more mature than all her fourth-grade classmates. She wanted to tell him a lot. She tried to hold his hands and say to him that she would be there at every point of his life, but the words were stuck somewhere in his throat.
All she could say was, “it is okay,” but this okay meant a lot more. This one moment had encapsulated them in a bond that had no name, no definition.