She was not his girlfriend, Of course more than that, she was his best friend. Hundreds of rupees of balance he used to save, For the fifteen minutes of their daily talk he used to crave. He felt like if he didn't talk to her he'd die, That's why he used to call her everyday around five. She wasn't entitled to pick up his call; She was his friend, not his slave, Fifteen minutes daily he used to crave. He could talk to her till his throat dried up, till his eyes became dreary. He used to tell her everything, she was his human diary. She also felt the same way, but she never showed it coz she was brave. Fifteen minutes daily he used to crave. When she finally used pick up his call, He used to become desperate to tell her all. The gossips from all day, he used to save. Fifteen minutes daily he used to crave. He missed her a lot all day & night, But her priority was career and she was right. Her road to success, she used to pave, Fifteen minutes...
Winner of The National Balshree Honour 2013. Adityaa has been awarded the title of "Balshree" by National Bal Bhavan, New Delhi in collaboration with HRD Ministry and Government of India. He is currently pursuing Design as his career at the National Institute of Design, Ahmedabad.