Chapter 2

3 months ago

Mg13

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She cleaned that jacket so that to return it to him.

But she didn't see him properly; will he meet again at the same place? There were many questions in her mind but today was a hectic day so she slept soundly..

The next day her routine life started...Today she had her own umbrella...Today also she stopped at the library on purpose...So she can meet that yesterday’s boy and return the umbrella...

But he didn't come after waiting for half an hour...She felt bad...

In between she came to know that after she left yesterday, someone beat some guys here.. She thought that these must be the same hooligan guys from yesterday, let it go, they get the consequences of their deeds.

She did not get to see the guy again but her bus came and she left for her home.

Even today, after getting off the bus, she felt that someone was following her.. Looking back, she noticed that the whole road was full of people.. She came home wondering who would follow her.

A week passed like that...she used to come with his jacket and umbrella and had no idea who he was..

After having dinner, she was lying on the bed with her phone in hand and then she her gaze fell on the jacket hanging on the hanger.

She got up and stood in front of that jacket..

“Oye, Mr. India.. Who exactly are you? Suddenly you came and disappeared...Don't you want your jacket? Look, you quickly take your jacket and your umbrella with you...otherwise I will be thinking of you everyday...” She said somewhat annoyed..

But the jacket was not going to answer her. She went to the bed while making faces. She could still remembered the scent of his jacket...

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She woke up a little late this morning.. Today is Sunday, college holiday.. She made a plan to just sleep all day, watch TV in the afternoon and eat ice cream in the evening.

But suddenly her mother came in and handed her a big list and a bag to bring some things from the market.

She came out of the house making faces.. She gets only one day to rest but mother does not let her live happily L

She bought the stuff and was about to leave home when it started raining and she realized, "oh today also forgot to bring umbrella and this stuff..., if anything happens to it, mom won't leave her..

She quickly looked here and there to find a place...but nowhere she could find the shelter...

And

And suddenly now also someone held an umbrella over her head.

She looked at him shocked.

A tattoo was seen on his arm holding an umbrella and she remembered that day the boy who had given her the umbrella at the bus stop had a similar tattoo on his arm.

As he motioned her to take the umbrella, she took it.

she was going to say something but even now he turned back...

She doesn't know.. how he suddenly came and went today also .

Oye Hello.. Listen.. Mr. India....Oye umbrella guy...’ She kept shouting but he didn't stop.. He disappeared somewhere in the crowd..

She got call from her Mother ,she wanted things urgently, so she left for home.. But his thoughts were not leaving her mind.

"Who was he? How comes with an umbrella only when I want it..and why did he leave without speaking..didn't he hear me...is he deaf?"

Today she had seen him properly.. Slightly fair complexion.. His height was four five inches more than her, that is at least six feet...His body seemed to be of medium build.. he seems to be random guy but don’t knows why, she felt that his eyes were trying to say something. .

"Oye Umbrella, is your master mad? He left without saying anything.. But now I think I am going mad thinking about him"

She fell back on the bed in despair.

Her daily routine started again but she didn't meet him.

Her eyes always trying to search him at that bus stop..

Once, she came out of the college and it started raining...an old lady was standing in front of her to escape from the rain, she was a bit worried..

‘Grandma, what happened?’ she asked.

Grandmother: My grandson will walk out of his school now.. So I came to pick him but forgot the umbrella.. If I get wet in the rain, I will get sick and if I reach late, my grandson will be waiting...

‘Here, take my umbrella...’ she offered her very kindly.

‘Oh but...’ Grandma was hesitant.

‘Take it.. you need it more.. Poor little kid will be scared if you don't go in time...’ geet.

‘Thank you dear.. Tomorrow same time here, I will give you umbrella.

Hmm...’

Grandma left and she walked to the bus stop in the drizzling rain.

I started thinking that even today if that umbrella guy comes...She wacked herself on the head with a light smile and continued humming the song.

And surprisingly, even today he stood in front of her holding an umbrella on her head..