PERFECT IMAGINE, BROKEN LIFE

a of being fit and healthy, but the reality of gym membersh

weekly badminton game in the park, Asha went

asing pigeons and the constant thwack of sh

ines, her racket feeling like a w

nd muscular body plus a mischievous glint in his eyes effortlessly returned

he way he moved and the way

e was pretty good at getting into trouble. And as

et, soaring in slow motion before landing

over to Musa, who was now rubbing his head with a winc

ugh, " he added, picking up the shuttlecock and handing it back to her, "you might

shuttlecock. "I'm Asha, b

to meet you, Asha. So terrible at

brow. "Are you off

you, I'm a tough coach. I demand dedication, persever

"A smoothie, huh? That's a pretty sweet idea.

surprisingly charming and patient Musa. He showed her the p

But more importantly, he showed her that even the most awkw

r sanctuary. Every Saturday rain and shine, As

a's patient coaching. She Could now hold her own rally

deeper. They talked about everything and nothing, their dre

adminton, but for Musa's companionship, the shared laughter, a

on the nearby bench, catching their breath. Asha was surprised to find her

is hair slightly tousled by the wind. He looked...diff

silence, "I never thought I'd actually enjoy ba

ust need a little...guidance." He reached out and gently brushed a stray st

her voice barely

houts and laughter breaking the spell. Musa

lso a flicker of hope. Maybe, just maybe,

ion in the air. Asha and Musa finished

ttle forced, a little hesitant. Asha couldn't

r friend Maya, who she always

one. Can we go pl

zing from her badminton Victory, but Asha's mind was a whirlwind of emotions. She'd been avoidi

ribs. "Spill it Asha. What's got you all distra

then blurts ou

s shot up in s

hot? What about hi

r feet, a brush creepin

mumbled. "I just...I

ike 'I-want-to-hide-under-the-covers

eks burning hotter.

, "Girl, you're totally crushing on him. An

ed in her chest. "Ho

people. The way he looks at you, the way he t

rvousness. Maybe, just maybe there w