CHAPTER 3 : "PopCorns.!"

"New day, New Hope, New Challenge, New chance" Avni thought to herself while making her way through her campus towards their Practice Area.

Off lately the Air around the JFI has become denser with seriousness and competitiveness, so much that even the euphoric aroma, from the sinfully delicious dishes from across the road, cannot reach there.

The reason u may ask.? So it was a recent Announcement regarding an Asian Cadet Judo Championships which is soon going to be held at Bishkek, Kyrgyzstan!

It was no less than a Golden opportunity for the new budding athelets in judo to showcase their talent, skills and profeciency in front of whole nation. And nobody from the institute wanted to let go off this chance, including Avni.

Coach DD sir has already announced the working list of few players from his team, who are going to be strenously trained and closely monitores for their performances, out of which one will be fortunate enough to represent the Nation from JFI in tournament.

While others were sure of the blessed one, but definately not the favoured, to be Avni, looking at her track record of distric level wins and evidently enormous hard work, Avni herself was clouded with doubts and uncertainity. But neverthless, that wont restraint her from giving her 200%

With the same Resolution in her mind, Avni reached the practice area, as called by Coach DD, followed by others, for strategising and chalking out their further plan of Action, helping them in being one step closer to their triumph.

So the whole idea, that was actually well thought out by none other than Coach DD, was to analyse closely about the manner and way of game played by their opponents. And what can be better than watching them play, or rather replay, in big screen in front of them. That will help them in preparing their list of counterattacks against them, now itself.

After a whole session of a little more than an hour of monotony in watching the old matches, Avni felt kindda bored. It gave her a feeling of watching a Boring documentary movie. The butchering of her friend's attempts at cracking some jokes, by DD, made it even worse. It was a yawn worthy pathetic time for them, which made Avni crave for some Popcorns. "Only Popcorns are lacking to Complete the effects of watching a Movie" Avni thought.

Little did she knew that someone is actually capable of listenting to her unuttered demands and wishes and simultaneously Act on them too.

The proof of which was sitting proudly beside the farthest Table from where Avni sat. An alternate red white lined big tube full of Chessee Caramel Popcorns. And not to forget another sealed Envelope.

DD was the first one to reach out to the unannounced nuisance in their session and read out Avni's name written intricately on the envelope, while others prepared themselves to hog over the visibly delicious Popcorns.

After her previous two encounters with this now familiar scenario and ofcourse that envelope, Avni's heart started to thud loudly. Is she making her wishes too obvious to be read on her face? Or there exist a leak in her thought process that automatically find their way to this stranger? Weired, isnt it.?

While Avni tried her best to avoid opening that letter in front of everyone, fearing the obvious repercussions, Everyone else including DD sir, made it almost unescapable for her. So being thoroughly enforced, she hesitantly opened the envelope. She found the same embossed folded paper inside it, adding up on her collection of it now, making the exact count to be 3.

"Avni,

Sending You a tub Full of little Competitors.
Dont be scared of them, i know u can defeat them.
Exactly the way You are going to do in Upcoming Championship.

Wishing You loads of luck.!

Always Praying and cheering For You.!

Your Secret Admirer!"

The evidently loud Oh's and Ah's didnt go unnoticed by Avni. And to be frank, her reaction wasnt any less than others. It definately brough a charming smile on her face. Nobody ever has wished her in that way, and more importantly vouched for her win. That definately boosted up her confidence beyond infinity.

Her pursed lips and determined smile swelled up her secret admirer's Heart with content and jubilation, who stood scanning her reactions from far. It was nothing but a pure bliss which reflected on his dashing Face.

After countless rounds of appreciation for this little stunt of him, the new question trended among the spectators slash now turned fans of this unknown stranger, and rightly so. "Who is He.?"

Amidst the chaos of randomly popping all sort of names by her friends that can possibly related to her life, from Raj, Rahul, to Rohan, Mithali made a valid and logical point about Him belonging to The nearby Culinary Art School. For the mouth watering taste of popcorns cannt be Ignored.

So DD sir along with Mithali finally concluded, with almost conviction, that He is none orher than "Ali", her best friend. Mithali was even ready to bet a surplus amouth of bucks for the same.

"Can he be Ali.? Really.?" Avni thought to herself with apprehension and nervousness. "Ofcourse why he cant be.?" "Maybe he is trying to persuade me through this messages, so that i can accept his Love." "Oh lord, its so embarressing."

Finally the whole seriousness about the tournament went into bin when everybody engaged themselves in decrypting the mystery of her Secret Admirer, while the one who should be doing that stood dumbfounded at the recent discovery.

To be Continued.!

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So the Mystery Continues.!!

Love
Riyal