CHAPTER THREE
Its already been an hour that Veer and Ayesha were waiting for Ishita..
With every passing minute Ayesha grew more and more restless....but Veer looked cool and composed.
Aye: Sir....are you sure ki aapki woh dost aaj aane wali hain?
Veer: Haan...haan Ayesha..
Aye: Per Sir...aapne usse ek baje bulaya tha...n its almost two now.....
Veer: (blushing a little bit) Woh..kya hain na....Ayesha...khubsoorat larkiyon ko taiyyar hone mein thora waqt to lagta hi hain...( Veer almost giggled within...as the expression in Ayesha's face changed instantly)
Since their Simla trip Ayesha had sometimes picturized herself with Veer. There had been instants when she felt that even Veer felt the same towards her....even in their fight for Nihaal's custody....Ayesha had felt Veer's presence n his support.....she always felt that he wanted Nihaal but not on the cost of Ayesha. She often found it quite difficult to think that she could be with Veer forever.....often she found herself fiddling with certain silly thoughts like how would they look together...... she had always figured out that she was too short to Veer....she had always hoped that she had been a bit more taller....rarely hoping that Veer would have been a bit shorter.
Khubsoorat larkiyon ...the word struck in Ayesha's mind....she went back to her thought land picturising several fictitious pictures of that Ishita.....she must be very tall....fair and smart. She must be the one appropriate beside Veer...the one like putting on smaller clothes...completely westernized....But at one point she found herself happy thinking that Veer wanted her suggestion before choosing that girl....may be somewhere down the line...even shez important for him....barely knowing that Veer had already chosen his life partner....
Veer: Ayesha...!!! u okay..??
Aye: (snapping out of her thought) Yes...Yes Sir...
Veer: hmm...u look lost....what's the matter!!??
Aye: K..uchh...kuchh nahi Siir....just...
Veer: Hmmm...got it...must be getting bored...
Aye: (hesitantly) Y...hhh...
Veer: Ohkay.....hmmm...hmmm...kya kiya jai!!!!! (Moving his eyes in all directions) Hmm...Let z dance....
Aye: (her eyes wide open) Jiii???!!!!
Veer: Haan Ayesha....let z dance.....n now no bahana...mujhe pata hain ki tum bahot accha dance ker leti ho...I have seen u in the Christmas party!!!!!!!!
The flashes of the Christmas party shrouded Ayesha's mind....she remembered that evening when Nihaal looked so much happy with his maasi and Chachu....she remembered how they kept bumping into each other.....those looks of Veer.....she remembered Pammi.....all her loved one....her lips broke into a small little curve...
Aye: Siir....aapko...y aad hain.... ussdin...hamara Nihaal kitna khush tha....
Veer: Hmmm......
Aye: Sir....vaada kijiye ki aap Nihaal ko hamesha itna hi khush rakhenge.....(her eyes get moist)
Veer: Ayesha.....tumhe pata hain....uss din Nihaal itna khush kyun tha....(putting his palm lightly on that of Ayesha's ....their eyes meeting)..kyunki...uss din uski maasi aur chachu ek saath the...
Ayesha could feel the lump in her throat....Veer's eyes brimmed with those hot tears....they looked into each other's eyes...trying to take away all the pain from each other......Veer's grip on her palm got firmed....Ayesha looks got more intense....until she moved her eyes in some direction unable to meet his passionate gaze....
Veer: (softly) Jaana zaroori hain..??
Aye: Sir.....(wiping off her tears).....mujhe nahi lagta hain...ki Ishita aab aayegi....so...letz leave...
Veer: Jawab do Ayesha .....Shimla jana zaroori hain??
Aye: Haan ..... aur waise bhi...main yahaan Mumbai aayi thi...Nihaal ke acche parvarish ke liye....(tears drop down her cheek) ...aur aab jab Nihaal...ka khayal rakhne ke liye aap ho....to main kyun.....yahaan....
Veer: Aur....mera Khayal.....mera khayal....kaun rakhega Ayesha??!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
With one jerk Ayesha moved her hand from Veer's....n in the next moment she ran out of the restaurant....
Veer heaved a sigh of relief.....he was sure now that she loved him.....as much as he loved her.....only he needed to make her confess.....Wiping off his tears.....he headed towards his car.
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