He is not allowed to touch her. She is not allowed to feel him. Still she prays for his win more because she knows she's the sin, he called lucky charm.

She hides her love behind questions. He hides his craving behind restraint.

And in between stadium roars and breaking news, they slipped just once, then again, and again until pretending isn’t enough.

But in a world that feeds on scandal, how long can they kiss in shadows before the lights burn them alive?

When life gives you tangerine, be chaotic.

Happiness was never in my cricket kit bag.