The Window Seat

Aakay was not a billionaire He was just a common boy whose biggest luxury was getting the window seat in college bus . he would reach the bus stop at 7.30 A.M everyday just for that seat . he counted his ticket money in coins . That day also , he had secured his favourite window seat. The bus stopped at the next stop and what he feared happened. A girl came running , late as usual . Her hair was little messy , a tiffin box in her hand . The same girl who was late everyday . Without asking she kept her tiffin on the seat, next to akaay and sat down on akaay's reserved seat. This is my seat akaay said . Isha looked at him breathing heavily from running. So? the window is yours, the side is mine .why fight for space when we can share it ? she said . Aakay went silent , it was the first time someone had answered him like that . The bus started moving ,isha opened her tiffin. My mom made it at 5 A.M , did you eat she asked. Akaay said no . but his stomach made a sound that told truth . Isha laughed and offered him half of her prantha. I'm isha , she said . Akaay . And in that same old bus . where tickets were counted in coins . a common love story began , no luxury cars , no money, just a shared window seat and tiffin .