Imagine going to your friend's wedding, meeting a beautiful girl, and eventually getting a chance to talk and spend time with her, alone.Yes, this happened with me. I met Alia at my friend Krishnan's wedding. We spent a couple of hours together on the beach with no disturbance, but getting so lost in the moment, I forgot to take her contact number. Krishnan also knew nothing about her and hence, after spending a beautiful night, the next morning was proving to be worse.But then, I met her, and my life changed. The place that was empty since long, was getting filled, I was falling in love, even harder this time.
Aditya Sharma grew up in Sonipat, aspiring to be a cricketer. When his not-so-distinguished cricket career went for a toss, he studied Law at Delhi University and then practiced in his hometown for a couple of years—until he discovered that he wanted to be a writer. Aditya started by freelancing for various national newspapers and magazines. When a weekly publication took him on as a journalist in New Delhi, he was more than relieved to be rescued from a lawyer’s drab life in the district courts.
His articles and short stories have been published in The Hindu, The Tribune, Sahara Time and Life Positive. Currently, he works as an editor with Reader’s Digest in Mumbai.