Part 1 – Her Heart Therapist

The audience cheered the girls team with all their might. The football match between St. Carols College and Lords’ Angels College was indeed a tough one. Principals of both the colleges were glued to their seats to see the outcome. This Semi final match between the teams of girls was much awaited by the collegians from quite a time.

In the audience a fiery discussion of which team will win and make their way to the finals was full on. And two of them were discussing the winner team religiously.

“I can bid any damn thing on this dude. St. Carols is the clear winner”, the first boy said.
“Excuse me. There’s no second opinion on Lords winning”, replied the second girl.
“Come on. St. Carols is doing so well man. Just look at the girls. They are on fire.”
“But Lords has fire itself in their team my dear.”
On a curious glance, the girl said,
“Does St. Carols have a match to the Lords Captain?”
There was no answer from the other side.
“Are you new in this college?”
“Um. Yes.”
“Now I get it. So I was talking about the the Captain of Lords college. Look.”
She pointed to a girl.

In the Lords’ Angels team was a care free, unleashed girl. She was not only the Captain of the team, but also the one with a ‘Do Or Die’ spirit. This was visible from the manner in which she played, fearlessly, with no inhibitions.

“Who is she?”, asked the boy with curiousity.

“Samiksha Varma.

Captain of the girls team of Lords’ Angels college. Dude, no one can match her fighting spirit. Focus on her game and you will agree.”
“Hmm. Tell me more about her.”
“Why?”, she fluttered her eyelids and asked.
“For but obvious reasons. I mean, look at her, she has an X factor for sure. Come on, tell me. I am new in here, so I barely know anyone. I want to know everything about her.”
“Seems she is your kind of girl ha. But you never know,” saying this she giggled, leaving him more curious.
“She is the only daughter of her father , a wealthy man dude. But beware of her temper. She can burn you alive if she loses it,” said the girl, Jolly Nivetia, also the close buddy of Samiksha.
“Interesting . A fighter with a beauty I must say,” said the boy Raj Sinha, with a smile.

As the match neared its end, the audience had their hearts in mouth. They were cheering for their choice of team. Finally, Lords’ Angels needed one point to win. Samiksha guided her team mates and alloted positions to them on the field. The opponent team was ready to defeat Lords happily.

But Samiksha’s team mate made the final move and they scored the much needed point. Lords’ Angels won. The girls gang jumped in joy and hugged their captain. Raj clapped hard and cheered the team, especially Samiksha.

Samiksha hugged all her members. Everyone was congratulating them for reaching the finals. Jolly joined them too.
“Congrats Captain,” Principal of the Lords’s angels college, Mr. Shyam Arora congratulated her.
“Thanks sir.” Samiksha said with a radiant smile and was about to leave when Raj approached her.

“Congrats Sam”.

Samiksha eyed the stranger. Raising her eyebrows she moved away from there.
He tried to stop her by paving his hand in between and smiled.
“I am Raj. You are a bomb.”
“How was the match?”
“Pardon me.”
“How was the match?”
“Too good. Your moves . .”
“The match is over”, she shrugged and left from there with her team mates.

“Your moves were excellent Sam”.

Jolly was next to Sam and her heart started racing as she was woried for Raj now.
Samiksha turned back and walked towards Raj. After a brief eye contact, she was about to punch him on his nose.
“Samiksha please lets go from here,” Jolly caught her hand and persuaded her.
“Raj, I thought you are a balanced person,” said Jolly.
“Cool. That I am. But your friend. .”
Jolly dragged Samiksha and they left from there.
“I just hate these kind of people. Does he know me? Who is he?”
“Stop boiling your blood now. He was in the audience. Guess he liked your game a lot ha,” and Jolly burst into a laughter infuriating Samiksha more.
The team celebrated their success with zeal and pomp.

After returning home Samiksha ran towards her aunt Madhu and gave her a tight hug.

Madhu

was her mother’s sister. She had raised Samiksha after her mom passed away at a tender age of 5 years. It was Madhu who insisted that she would take care of Samiksha after her sister’s death. Nevertheless, Madhu shouldered this responsibility with utmost honesty. Samiksha’s father Mahesh Varma was a millionaire. He had drowned himself in his business to build a good fortune for her. Even though he could not see Samiksha’s journey from a child to a beautiful grown up girl, she was very close to him. Ideally, she looked up to him as her idol and loved him a lot. She worshipped her father and loved him a lot.

“Congo my darling,” Madhu told her dear Samiksha.
“You got the news? Who told you? I will kill this Jolly one day,” Samiksha bursted out and ran towards her room for freshening up.
“Come soon. Your favourite gulab jamuns are waiting for you,” Madhu informed her while arranging lunch for her.

Samiksha savoured her favourite food and Madhu adored her darling.
“Sweetheart. This is fourth and last ok. Sportswomen have to sacrifice many things, their favourite foods are one of them.
“Mum, please. I will exercise extra tomorrow. Promise. You have made these after so long. Only one . . . ? You know I love football, but food is my weakness.”
Madhu smiled and fed her one more,
“That’s it,” saying this she took the bowl inside the kitchen.

“So, how was your Semi final match?”

Samiksha was lying on Madhu’s lap, and both were relaxing after lunch.
“Hope my daughter’s head was cool throughout?” Madhu asked this knowing her hot temper.
“Yes mum . An idiot was about to ruin my day though.” Samiksha blew the hairs on her forehead and told her aunt.

“Who ruined your mood baby?”
“A guy from our college. Was trying to befriend me. I hate people getting close without any purpose. And moreover . .”
“He was just trying to make you his friend Sami. Its ok. We can allow people to enter our lives. But who deserves to continue staying in it is up to us, right? Focus on the good thing that happened, your team won baby. So, when is the final?”

Madhu knew Samiksha’s temperament so she usually avoided to stretch discussion of such incidents.

“Its next week. Hope dad comes early tonight. Wanna tell this news to him.”
“I will tell him to come early alright. Now you take some rest.”
Samiksha nodded and hugged her aunt tight.
Madhu patted her head and left from there

Towards the end of the day, Samiksha was eagerly waiting for her father. Inspite of being sleepy and tired, she waited for him. But after some time, she fell asleep on the couch.
Madhu came there and slowly sat besides her, taking care that she isn’t disturbed. She glanced at her sleeping beauty, slowly swiping a hair from her face. Madhu closed her eyes, and prayed to the Almighty,

‘God,

I am not her mother, but my day doesn’t start until I see her face. I don’t remember going to bed without seeing her smile. Please keep my daughter safe and smiling always. She is the reason for my existence. I cannot imagine my life without her. Please give her every happiness that her heart asks for. She is a bit pampered, reacts without a thought, but her heart is pure. I wish she meets someone in her life, with the same purity and a deep love for her. He should be mature enough to handle her childish heart and gentle enough to calm her when she loses her cool. Amen’

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