Will he/she text to take it forward???
Or Nisha has some other plan for them!!!
Arrangement
She made dinner, cleaned the kitchen and tidied the house wellinto the night. Whistling to herself, the little encounter with Indraneel both swallowed her cognitive ability and also strangely stoked her.
She went back to replaying how he teased her while she was in the bathroom
And how he hounded her when she was leaving the apartment “Nope… not so fast” he had muttered under his breath as he locked his hand over hers on the door knob
“Sheesh!!” “He just wanted those stupid figurines arranged a certain way” she smiled to herself
“I should go next time and hide a couple” she thought to herself
That made her really excited, she wanted to go back tomorrow.
There was no 2nd class scheduled for the week
She hadn’t told Sulu about it,…. Well… not yet…. Its nothing… so why does Sulu need to know everything right?
Prajaskta came back to her in the kitchen multiple times, asking her to show how to get the French braid right, she stopped mopping went over to the living room sat her down and braided her hair patiently
“If u go to bed now you will mess it up”
“So can I stay up all night then?” she giggled
“NO U may not… I will put them hair spray or gel on it”
“No Tai no…. I don’t want that, it makes my hair so greasy
“Agree… ja so ja” she kissed her cheek fondly
“When you get married and go away I will miss you” Praju exclaimed
“Well find me a groom first, I have none”
“MAIN search karegi?”
“Haa na…”
“Karthik Aryan?”
“Ewww”
“Hes hot Tai”
“For babies… not for me..”
“You are not 40 na?”
“Tujhe mera birthday nahi pata?”
“Sorry sorry” she giggled
She looked exactly like their mother…Dhaara Vyas”
Punky herself looked like their Baba…Manoj Vyas tall wiry and with cat eyes.
Prajakta had silky fine hair like their Ma
Punky’s hair was thick and dense like Baba
“I can go with you if you want to your new place”
“Pehle MUJHE jaane de” Punky laughed
When her sister was tucked in bed, the house was quiet, she shut out all the lights, sat on the sofa under a blanket, pulled her legs up and stared out the window
It was a crowded narrow street, the orange glow of street light made the verandah mosaic chips sparkle
She wanted to extend the living room and buy a large TV, but it was going to cost a ton of money
“Here is a photo of how the collectibles should be arranged” Indraneel’s text actually showed up in her WhatsApp
She almost fell off the sofa…. With pounding heart she opened the text exchange and read it again.
“Thanks for the FYI, but I am not going to do it Neel”
“Oh?”
“I would have if you hadn’t sent this pic”
“Is that so?” he mocked
“If they are not yours why do you want me to do it?”
“I am being a good Uncle”
“That’s BS” she said and then proceeded to delete the message for both
He sent a smiley
He was clearly messing with her
But why?
She paced the living room dragging the blanket with her
She suddenly didn’t know what it meant
Was he a creep? A stalker?
“Did I want to be left alone?”
“Well I did worry when he went missing…”
“I am going to go to bed” she muttered
And stayed up most of the night
A debt collector. That so reminds us of R&B. Look what that turned into!
How long will she run? He knows she is coming back to the house and at what time.
He is not about to back off. Those figurines will be arranged in the right order and by her.
, waiting for a speedy progress In their relationship Nisha
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