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Chapter 9
He followed her with his sheepish smile. But she was quick enough to get an escape from him. He spotted her all set to drive her scooty wearing her helmet. She could see him approaching her completely exhausted , via the rear view mirror. A naughty yet shy smile crept on her lips, she swiftly looked back to bid him bye nd drove away before he could chase her. He stood there folding his arms across his chest smiling heartily. He swirled like a boomerang unable to control his happiness after meeting her. The fellow college students watched his craziness suspiciously. Being alarmed by their gaze, he nears the parking lot while sticking his tongue out nd scratching his head out of embarrassment. Her eyes shone with joy as she continued her drive. His cologne still persisted in her nostrils. His words echoed in her ears. She couldn't explain nd justify to what extent she was happy after meeting him. Her never vanishing smile says it all. It is true that she loves her family unconditionally, but never ever till date she missed anyone dearly as she missed him. He was indeed more special for her.She started humming few of her favourite songs while driving. Though engrossed in her own world of dreamy thoughts she reaches SN in an hour. She enters the house fluttering like a butterfly without noticing the gaze of her family members fixed onto her. "lagta hai aaj ka exam bahut badhiya gaya hai..haina laddoo" (seems like today's exam was much easier..is it ladoo)...shouts her PD in excitement breaking her reverie. She runs to the enthusiastic lady in her 80s, her beloved PD showering her(PD's) face with tender kisses..unable to control her happiness. "Exams khatam hote hi bacchi ke chehre pe muskaan aayi...warna itne din toh teekh se muskuraati bhi nahi thi"(our daughter is looking relieved after the exams got over..else these days she has even forgotten to smile)...added Mansi, her younger chachi while affectionately caressing her face. Only she(Mehek) nd god knew what was the actual reason behind her gloominess these days. She chuckled realising how silly she appeared to be after she reached back after their reunion. Her dear ones encircled her admiring their dearest daughter who is smiling heartedly after a long time. Her chachas were busy chit chatting with her, while her chachis were engrossed in feeding her nd massaging her hair. Her eyes glittered overwhelmed by their unconditional love for her. An hour passed just like that. Though she was busy with her family, her carefree mind bulged into traces of the handsome young man in her life. She tried to brush aside his thoughts letting out frequent gasps in between. She was expecting his call anytime soon. She excused herself nd proceeds towards the stairs. She was startled as someone held her hand. "Abb exams khatam huye na...kam se kam abhi yahan hamare saath chain se baithke TV dekho na"..(you've done with your exams right?..at least now spend some leisure time with us)...pleaded Nehal while narrowing her eyebrows. "Mein toh thodi der rest karne jaa rahi hoo..plz na Nehal"( am too tired nd wanna take some rest)..she pleaded to Nehal with her puppy eyes nd made a quick escape through the stairs.
As soon as she reached her room, she took out her phone nd anxiously looked up for notifications. Her plump lips curved into a cute pout learning he hasn't phoned her yet. Not even a single message. She huffs nd hits the bed being annoyed. "Abb iska maun vrat hai kya"( Now is he practicing the vow of silence or something)...she exclaimed annoyingly. " Abhi toh mere exams bhi khatam ho gaye na...pata nahi kounsa mahurat ka intezaar kar raha hoga call karne keliye." ( Now am done with my exams..can't understand for what auspicious time he is waiting for to make a call)...she blabbers like an annoyed wife resting her elbows on the pillow while cupping her cheeks. She frequently monitored her wrist watch for the past 45 minutes. She was pretty annoyed then. She huffs irritated nd tosses away the pillow in anger...to be more precise when annoyance preceded her long waiting for his call. And heads to the washroom learning the utmost necessity of a shower to cool down her crazy mind.
Otherside he reaches KM dwelled in his dreamy world. Laughing crazily like a fool he nears his room.He couldn't explain to what extent he missed her these days. It was very difficult for him to control his irresistible mind that dreamt only about her. He was well aware that his every action ever since his return after reunion has been keenly monitored by his mother nd Nanz. He could hardly manage their suspicious gazes witnessing the traces of change in his demeanour.His never vanishing sheepish smile, the way he reacted when his jacket(the jacket worn by her) landed in the laundry basket...building much suspicion of the lovely ladies. His life took a 360 degree turn from the very moment she had stolen away his heart. His breaths hitched for a moment when their selfie flashed on his mobile screen as he swiped it to unlock it. His eyes filled with love as he grazed her features with his thumb. She was like a dream which he wished to live every second and never hindered by his sleep. He neared the balcony nd dialed her number while comfortably occupying the swing. His dreamy eyes glittered as he listened patiently the Dialer Tone.Other side, Mehek could feebly hear the ringtone when the shower was turned off. Her inner voice hollored..it ought to be him..Shaurya. Wiping her body in a rush with the towel, she made it quick to wear her clothes nd rushed out of the washroom in a hurry to attend the call. Her wet lips curved into a smile when the unknown number flashed on her mobile screen. Without waiting for a second she answered it. His happiness rose to another height when finally she received his call after innumerous attempts.
S: Hello...Mehak. ( He voiced excitedly)
[ Her voice died in her mouth hearing him. She sighed deeply feeling the tenderness as water droplets from her wet hair strands travelled all the way from her nape to hips. She neared the balcony window. The cool breeze nd her wet body made her tremble a bit.she gently closed her eyes and greeted him with a pinch of shyness. ]
M: Hai...
[ He smiled heartily hearing her sweet voice. In his manly voice with atmost love he asked her.. ]
S: Kaise ho?(How are you)
[ She was surprised to hear him. Only because she was expecting something else from him. As the hangover of their encounter in the college still persisted in her mind. She twisted her brows in amuse nd replied trying to appear bit smart...]
M: Kyun?(Why)...waise kuch der pehle hi hum mile the na ( we met just few hours back right)
[ She chuckled while answering. A naughty smile crept on his lips when his mind signalled some idea to tease her. Partly imagining her expected reaction he replied with his signature grin... ]
S: Nahi woh...you were blushing too hard right..toh mujhe laga tumhe kuch hua hai (I guessed something happened to you then)
[ He chuckled more ...and she could clearly hear them. She got embarassed...embarassed like never before. She couldn't deny that she wasn't blushing.Her cheeks were red as tomatoes then. Apart from feeble gasps nothing came out from her vocal cords. She wriggled her already wet kurti that was clinged to her wet body. She stood there silently. Few seconds passed she didn't utter a single word. He got worried then..but never intended to stop his teasing session. ]
S: Hello...Hello Mehak...are you there?..even now you might be blushing right?
[ And this made her blush more. She bit her nails cursing her embarassing situation. Finally gathering some strength to overcome the embarassing session she spoke... ]
M: Kisne bola..huhh...mein koi blush vush nahi kar rahi hoon..waise bhi tumhari bakwaas sunke kaun blush karega. (who said this haan?...am not blushing..whatsover who"ll be blushing after hearing your blabbers)
[ Feeling bit relieved after covering up her lies she took a deep breath. Literally her breaths reached his ears vibrating his eardrums. He let out a deep breath in sync with hers. ]
S: Accha ji...lo meine yakeen kiya..abhi toh shant ho jao meri Jhansi ki rani. (ok fine...I trust your words...so please control your temper my Jhansi ki rani)
[ He chuckled with his reply. She twirled her wet hairs with her index finger. Welcoming a dreamy smile on her lips. She looked at the night sky with her dreamy eyes... ]
S: Hello Mehak...
[ came his querry full of worry. He was cautious about his words as he knew the necessity of her ample time to understand nd justify her inner thoughts and hidden feelings. She replied to him alarmed by the concern in his voice...]
M: Haan mein sun rahi ho..(yes am listening)
[ God...he was relieved then. Neither his deeds nor his heartbeats were under his control. He ruffled his hairs searching words to continue their convo. In his ever sweet romantic tone he asked..]
S: Sirf sunte rahogi ya kuch bologi bhi ( will you say something or you"ll keep only listening)
[Aah...his voice gave her a thunderbolt effect. The vibratory motion emanated due to his intense tone literally created waves of newfound emotions in her. After thinking for a second she put forth her innocent response... ]
M: Kya boloon?(what should I say)
[ This made Majnu Khanna pout like a cute puppy. As an aftereffect came his childish querry... ]
S: Tum apne doston se aise baat karti ho..ya..kya mein tumhara dosth nahi hoon. (Do you talk with your friends in this manner?..Am I not a friend of yours now)
[ she chuckled learning the childishness in his tone. And came her reply imitating his tone...]
M: Nahi nahi...aisa nahi..tum ho abhi bhi mere dosth...(No..no nothing like that..you're still my friend)
[He gently rubbed his trimmed beard feeling a moment of victory. Contracting his cheek bones in amuse as of getting another chance to tease her more... ]
S: Matlab..abhi keliye dosth...toh aage kuch aur bhi ban ne ke chances hai..(Fine...so for the time being am your friend..well in future there are chances for my promotion..right)
[ His angst and enthusiasm very well evident from his words. Undoubtedly startling her. He chuckled while he heard a loud gasp of hers. "How can he read my mind?"..she mumbled to herself covering the speaker with her palms. Lightly biting her lips out of shyness she pondered of a tit for tat reply trying to mask her unnamed feelings...]
M: Oh hello!...tumhe itna sochne ke zaroorat nahi hai (no need to think too much)...tu..tu..tum mere dosth hi ho..samjhe..sirf dost..(you..you..you are just my friend ok..just friend)
[ she literally thanked her stars for helping out her in the nick of the moment. She kept her fingers crossed, helplessly looked at the night sky. Sending silent prayers for her whilte lie. He learned the need of ardous efforts to win her heart. But he intended never to give up his jabers...]
S: Ok ok fine. Abb shant ho jao. Waise kya kar rahi thi (plz be quiet. Ans what were you doing)
[ she felt relieved turning out successful to delude his thoughts. She realized that she is a laggard when it comes to assessment of feelings. She knew their conversation won't showcase a dias of normal friendship. Both of them were equally aware..that there is another dimension for their relation. The very moment she realized the power of words over feelings. She was perplexed regarding the nature or subjects of their conversation. She let out a deep breath trying to bring out a normal conversation into the picture... ]
M: Mein kuch nahi. Abhi nahaake aayi hoon. (Me!..nothing. I am just back after a shower)
[ Receiving her ever natural reply yet another spooky thought crept into his mind. It was absolute fun to tease her, exempted from a single disadvantage of not perceiving her innocent face and cute expressions... ]
S: Accha toh mein baad mein call karta hoon. (Will call u later then)
[She got confused then..]
M: Lekin..kyun?( But...Why)
[with his signature smirk came his reply]
S: Nahi. Woh mere call attend karne ki jaldbaazi mein tumne apne baal nahi sukhaaye honge na..(you might have not dried up your hairs in an angst to attend my call..isn't it)
[ He chuckled more covering his mouth with his palms as he was well aware what was coming up. Her mouth was wide open hearing him. She caressed her wet strands wrapped up clumsily in a towel and collected the dripping droplets from those. She was totally flabbergasted by his words. "How could he know about it"...she exclaimed in her mind. She looked here and there to ensure that he is not in her vicinity and not spying on her. She was overloaded with embarssing lessons of the day. She scrunched her nose nd fetched him a reply pretending to be as normal as ever.. ]
M: Nahi..aisa nahi hai.( No it isn't like that). Mujhe gheele baal hi pasand hai..(I prefer only wet hairs).
[She awaited his response. But he was busy hiding his laughter but she could feebly hear him. Before she could address him ..hanchun...her sneezes expels in a row. A moment of silence emerged. She was very well aware that he is not gonna spare her..more teasing sessions were on the way. While he felt sorry for her. Though he loved annoying his lady love, he has even set limits for the same. He even feared whether she'd disconnect the call any time soon fed up of his craziness. In his love filled tone he continued their convo...trying out the best way to make her feel comfortable... ]
S: Ok .. Mehek. Waise kal Sunday hai na...toh kya plan hai tumhaara...(What's your plan for tomorrow..I mean Sunday)
[She was happy to hear the diversion from the topic.]
M: Mera...mera koi plan nahi...kyun? ( why?...I don't have any plans)
[He was happy to hear her. Pondering for a second without much hesitation he asked... ]
S: Kal mere saath ghoomne chalogi..(Do you mind going out with me tomorrow)
[That was a normal question that she could expect from any of her close friends. She was in a dilemma whether to accept or deny. Meeting him again a day after evoked happiness in her. She was more concerned how he would feel if she denies. Hurting his feelings was bothering her a lot. "what will happen if am going with him for a day..nothing is gonna change..right?"...she thought to herself and answered in her ever sweet innocent tone... ]
M: Haan..teekh hai. Kahan jana hai? (ok fine..which place have you planned for the visit?)
[ He was more than happy to learn that she didn't hesitate to spend a day with him... ]
S: Tum decide karo na...kahan jaana hai?(The decision is all yours)
[ She smiled a bit and got confused at the same time. She thought for a while. But soon got startled when the lights were off. She could clearly hear her chachi's voice in background comforting her that she is approaching her room with candles)
M: Oh teri...powercut. Will call you later. Chachi aa rahi hai..(chachi is coming)..bye.
She hung up the call. Other side shaurya's innocent face was adorned with yet another innocent pout. " Bloody hell..powercut ko bhi abhi aana tha"...he blabbered. His butler Awara who entered his room with a glass of milk, got confused hearing his master. "Sir..but there is no power failure here"...Awara added in his grounded tone. Earning a frown from his young master Awara gulped saliva and made a quick escape from his master's room. Shaurya scratched his head umpteen times pacing his room endlessly. Other side she was drying her wet hairs standing near the moonlit balcony. Invasion of thoughts and feelings underprocess in her mind. Meanwhile her chachi approached her with a lit candle. She entered her room carefully fixing the candle on a table. She thought of continuing their talks. But never wished to showcase her embarassing gestures before anyone from her family..and there was high chances of their entry during the time. She took her phone and saved his contact with atmost happiness. Hindering the entry of thoughts she neared her cupboard to change into some dry clothes. Meanwhile something falls from the cupboard. She takes it up and nears the candle to see what it is. The golden candle flame glittered in her eyes as she flipped the coverpage of her school album. She was busy marking even the intricate aspects in each photograph. All those lovely memories cocooned her. She never missed to look for the handsome boy with a black mole adorning his upper lips. "kitna cute lag raha hai (How cute he is looking)"..she exclaimed caressing the photos. Suddenly she recollects his thought for the Sunday plan. Without wasting a minute..she dialed his number. And how desperate he was waiting for her call..that he picked it up after a single ring. "Hello..Shaurya..I've decided the place..let's pay a visit to our school"...she uttered in a single breath like an excited child. "School!".. he exclaimed twisting his brows. " But why school?..is there a scarcity of places in Delhi to hangout?"..he added in his unhappy tone. "Woh kya hai ki...mein abhi school ki photos dekh rahi thi toh bas ek baar jane ka man kiya..tum chaloge na(I was actually feeling nostalgic while going through our school photograph)"...she reciprocated in her innocent tone. And that was much enough to melt her new abode..that is his heart."Ok done"..he said. "so see you tomorrow".. She replied overwhelmed with joy. And they hung up by wishing good night. She blew off the candle and jumped on to her bed excited for their school visit. Otherside he was continuously gazing her face on his mobile screen. "You are such a crazy and innocent child... Mehak...and I love you more for that baby...muaah.."...he said while placing a sweet kiss on the screen and after a few minutes he dozed off.
Next morning,
Painting her already pink lips with some red lip gloss. Browsing YouTube for makeup videos in an attempt to adorn her dusky eye lashes with maskara nd winged eyeliners. She gave one final look into the mirror adjusting her stoles. Her cheeks blushed deep red as a wide smile grew on her lips. She kept on caressing her flushed cheeks in an attempt to hide the colour, but it turned out to be in vain. "Yeh tumhe ho kya gaya hai Mehak?"(What happened to you Mehak)...she said while admiring her reflection. " kuch nahi hua hai mujhe...makeup toh try bhi toh karna hai na..mein toh bas apne dost se milne jaa rahi hoon"(am perfectly alright...atleast once in your life you need to try makeup nd all right..am just going out to meet my friend..that's it)...she added. "Is Shaurya just your friend?..no not really... right?...you've admitted it before that he is more than a friend to you"..her inner voice spoke out. "Woh..woh..woh mera special..special friend hai"(he..he...he is special...he is my special friend)..she uttered in a single breath to pacify her curious mind. "Hey matarani"...she let out a silent prayer inorder to restrict her inner self from questioning her further nd made a quick escape from her room grabbing the key. After about an hour, She sat on her scooty after parking it near the school entrance gate. All the while blinking her sparkling eyes awaiting him. She couldn't justify to herself why she is there on a lazy Sunday morning missing her family time. The next moment totally swept away her breath. He landed before her looking handsome as ever. Her mouth curved into an O. When his black boots landed on the ground as he got down from his brand new sparkling bullet bike. Their eyes met when he removed his shades. They couldn't blink anymore. Her dreamy eyes were hypnotised by his captivating ones. He was again taken away by her breath-taking beauty. Alarmed by his intense gaze she flutters her eyelids. He greeted her with his warm infectious smile. "Hai"...he greeted her with utter happiness. She reciprocated back with her innocent smile. Passing a quick surprised glance on the brand new bike parked beside. "Aaj subah hi deliver hua tha...meine promise kiya tha na...tumhe sikhaane keliye.."( It got delivered today morning ..I've promised you before right..for your driving lessons). It was customary for her to get surprised from his antics. She just nodded her head thinking this guy is unbelievable. He chuckled seeing her reaction as they both approached the gate. Obviously the security didn't permit them to get inside the school premises. She pleaded with her puppy eyes and produced her five year old school ID justifying that she is an ex student. Shaurya's jaw grew wide open. Still the security guard ignored her pleads. Shaurya tried his best way to bribe the guard. Though the guard was tempted he kind of ignored them. This was more than enough for the angry young man, he rolled his fist while tightly grabbing the guard's collar. It really did change the guard's response and he opened the gate out of fear. With his sheepish smile Shaurya thanked him neatly placing the rupee notes in his pocket. While Mehak followed him with her wide open doe s in disbelief. He chuckled seeing her expressions and winked at her with his signature grin. "you haven't changed...you are the same angry bird"..she said while lightly hitting his arms. "Acha toh tumhe kya laga tumhare paanch saal purane ID card dekhne ke baad usne permit kiya (so what do you think?...he permitted us after seeing ur old ID card)"...he teases her while playfully pulling her nose. She scrunched her nose pouting cutely.
The fresh air of nostalgia scooped them in its arms as they stepped in through the corridor. She ran her fingers across the graffiti wall which etched the good old.. beautiful school memories. The huge glass finish Almirah decorated with huge number of momentos and shields. She placed her palms on the glass panel..while he stood behind her admiring her reflection.shifting their gaze in unison to that ideal corner near Principal's office they looked at each other. Clearly reminiscing their usual fights filled with cute accusations after earning a scold from the school authorities. They both burst into a hearty laugh in unison. "When we look back into our past we are left only with such memories to cherish..right Shaurya..."..she said after leaving a long breath of sigh. "Let's make the best out of it and create fresh ones too"..he replied with his live filled eyes. They continued their journey exploring their Alma mater and cherishing their 12 years of schooling. In those five years nothing has much changed. She could clearly identify her favourite hangout places.After having walked quite a long she gets seated in the visitors lounge excitedly admiring a huge pastel brown board. The board listed the names of the head boys and head girls of the respective years. "2012-13 Shaurya Harish Khanna and Mehak Sharma...she read happily. He looked at her pouring out all his love. "I wish to read the same in our wedding invitation..jaan"..he whispered with a smirk. She could feebly hear him.. and was about to ask him to repeat his words. Before she could attempt for..he somehow manages to divert the topic. All the classrooms were locked, though he made an attempt to unlock the same..he retorted back alarmed by her cute warning. Few more rounds of exploring the open areas of the huge campus. She was exhausted and rested beneath a tree. He followed her like a puppy nd kneeled down before her, offering an energy bar right away from his jean pockets. She greedily grabbed them and started munching. He was in awe admiring her chocolate smeared lips. Meanwhile being hit with reality she offered him a bite. But he refused politely. Once done with it he swiftly held her palms and licked her fingers one by one. She was flabbergasted. "This is delicious"...he commented. His gaze were fixed onto her luscious chocolaty lips. His heart seriously demanded the controlled secretions of hormones..else nothing is gonna be in his control. She looked at him innocently licking the corners of her lips out of fear. She couldn't make a quick escape as her legs were caged between his arms. His gaze on her lips was badly effecting. He slowly gets up bending towards her with his gaze still fixed onto his assets. She tries to protest with her palms, but they were coated with chocolate and she never wished to spoil his tshirt with that. She tightly shut her eyes when his hot breath was falling on her lips. Her heartbeats rose in tandem. She shivering badly making a mental note of what's in store for her. She didn't even let out a breath. Words and air were sealed in her mouth. She was startled when his arm wrapped around her back. The next moment she opened her eyes she was in his arms. He was chuckling seeing the fear on her face and walked a bit carrying her in his arms. Still she couldn't utter anything apart from looking at him all the while he carried her. He made her land infront of a washbasin gesturing her to clean the mess. She squeezed her eyes out of embarassment and splashed water on her face. Few drops even hit his beards and rejoiced the moment with his million dollar smile. He slowly bends to face her fixing his palms on the slab. She cautiously wipes her lips sensing his pressence. "Fikar mat karo jaan...mein tumhare permission ke bina tumse kuch nahi loonga...woh chaahe humare first kiss kyun na ho..(Don't worry love..I wont take anything from you without your permission..even if that is our first kiss)"...he said sensuously leaving her dumbfounded. Few more hours they spend together in the campus where he turned out to be a mere listener when she spared not even a single second, listing her school memories. munching some snacks nd taking a nap under the shady tree. It was 3 PM and they decided to bid adieu to the school premises only because they have made another plan for the day. To visit her favourite chaat stall. He got up grabbing her sling bag and asked her to speed up. She silently followed him with a disturbed mind. He was like a magnet that pulled her more on to him and there was no repulsive actions in vicinity. She passively sat on her scooty and guided him to their destination.
Many thoughts roamed in her mind as they walked on the footpath. What he is to her?..seemed to be the most difficult question of her life. She was in awe with his care nd concern towards her. Her does gleamed with content as he securely clutched her palms while crossing the busy roads. May be for the first time ever in her life she felt the need of safety nd security in a woman's life.The feeling of being cared by a man was something that she couldn't describe in words. Undoubtedly, she was jaywalking. She looked at him with adoration without blinking while he made her cross the junctions cautiously ensuring her safety. "Abb aage se kahan jana hai Mehak" (Now plz guide me Mehek)...his question broke her trance. Bringing her back to reality. She turned back immediately as she couldn't believe that she has walked this long. "Kya hua Mehek?" (What happened Mehek). She looked at him in amuse. He snapped his fingers across her face. "Kahan khoyi hui ho?..(in what thoughts are you lost)..where is your favourite chaat stall?...he asked her bit confused while gently placing his palm on her shoulder. She was totally flabbergasted. She looked at him with her innocent puppy face. He expressed his confusion in a gesture with his twisted eyebrows. "Wo..Wo".. She stammered making her best efforts to be back on reality from her dreamy world. Her saliva coated tongue initiated the movement first. As she gulped more of it her cheek muscles vibrated bit in unison. Her eyes reflected fear..fear of expression of her feelings which is ready to burst out any moment like a nitrogenated air balloon or erupt like a volcano. Her does wiggled continuously while his dark ones waited patiently for her reply. She let out a silent prayer to her Matarani pleading a quick escape from the so called mess. She gently released her palm from his clutches as she won't be able to move a bit from their present location as something magical was emanating from his touch that was getting transferred to her soul in pulsating motion. She deftly pointed her fingers to a distant stall without giving him a chance to ponder about her recent ministrations. A glint of happiness appeared in his eyes judging her increasing heartbeats and cute little gestures. They walked along engrossed in their own thoughts as silence prevailed all over. On reaching the stall, he signalled the boy to clean the bench for her to be seated. She was in daze. Completely swept away by his gesture, the way he cared for her. Completely forgetting or never more caring about his pride, prodigy, status or his hifive lifestyle..he sat with her holding the hot beverage.. special masala tea...her favourite one. She looked at him in awe..how he was learning to hold the small pitcher made out of clay. He looked at her intending to catch her glance. The very moment his eyes met hers, she swiftly turns her head..trying to suppress her smile in the best way. He kept on admiring her never trying to miss the golden opportunity. He could very well mark the curve of her lips while admiring her side profile. Engrossed in his deep admiration he sips the hot tea eventually burning his tongue. Sss..he makes the sound garnering her attention. She worriedly blows wind up on his tongue with her palms. During the process his lips brushes her palms..literally leaving a wet kiss. Butterflies fluttered in her tummy with immediate effect. She shifted her gaze gently withdrawing her palms. Blowing air from her luscious lips before sipping her tea. Learning it's an indication he imitated her nd gently sipped the tea without shifting his gaze which was fixed onto her. Meanwhile her favourite chaat was served before them. She kept herself busy relishing it purposefully avoiding more embarassing situations. He made faces seeing the extra oil that was oozing out along with the spicy masalas. But soon followed her steps in relishing them..and touchwood that was one of the best chaats he has ever tasted in his life. "It's awesome...hmmm...delicious"..he said while munching them. She nodded her head with a hearty smile admiring the way he relished them. Few minutes more..wrapping up their foodie hangout they resumed their journey back to the destination where their riders were waiting for them. Words never grew or existed between them on their way back. The orangish sky welcoming the dusk embraced the evening. Through the busy footpaths they walked in unison. A smile filled with content decorated their lips. Their footsteps, hands and heartbeats...everything moved in sync. Both of them were deeply dwelled in their own dreamy world. Some invisible power was not letting them to utter a word. It was like..that those unique feelings were only to be cajoled by their heartbeats. Bringing her back to reality he swiftly clutched her palms intending to cross the roads. She could feel the effervescence of the bubbles of her feelings in her soul. She wished to hold those bubbles nd seek the answers before they disappear. He was just holding her palms ..but she felt as if he was taking her soul away with him. He could vividly catch a new spark of feelings emanating from her. But he turned mum and safely made her cross the roads. Finally after almost an hour they walked hand in hand nearing their two-wheelers. This time it was he who released their palms first. May be she wished her palm to be sandwiched in his tight fist for a longer time. She turned to bid him bye. "Thanks for the day..Mehak"...he said with his love filled voice as his eyes shone with tears. She couldn't utter a single word meeting his eyes that glistened with a lone tear. Within a fraction of second he pulled her into a cute bear hug pouring out all his love. Yes...at the very moment she was fortunate to know that he is showcasing his love for her in the most innocent way. "I love you..."..he whispered while pulling back himself. She was in daze then. He greeted her and bid bye to her. She looked at him for few more seconds...deeply studying those tear drops in his eyes. As a result a lone tear dripped from her doe shaped eyes. She deftly turned back to hide those droplets and bid him a bye and neared her scooty without turning. In a hurry she sat on the scooty wears her helmet nd pressed the start button. Her cheeks were already soaked in her tears..unbeknowst of the reason she drove away. Vaguely observing his diminishing figure via the rear view mirror.He stood there just waving at her and throwing flying kisses. He wasn't surprised with the way she reacted. He was ready to wait patiently for her. But he was much happier for the day..she gifted him. He neared his bike and drove back to his home.
After driving hastily about an hour she reached back SN when it stroke 7:15 PM. She expected a long questionnaire from the elders for her late arrival. But to her surprise no one didn't attempt for a postmortem of her day's experience. She thanked god as she was not in a condition to cook fake stories for the day. She was much tired to hit the bed anytime soon. But somehow she managed to be with her family members, though she resembled a lost soul. After dinner she swiftly neared the stairs avoiding yet another chat session with the elders. She made it quick to change into her nightwears nd got under the blanket switching off the lights.The wall clock stroke Indicating it is 10 PM. An early bed time for her ever since a decade questioning her nocturnality. The whole day events churned out the membranes of her brain literally. One thing she wished at the moment was sleep...that too a peaceful one. Her body was not in sync with her mind. She tightly shut her eyes but sleep was nowhere in her vicinity. She could only visualize his charming handsome face..accompanied by their fruitful encounters. After endless twists nd turns she turned really fed up. She got up pretty annoyed. Her phone screen was rained with notifications of his messages and calls. She was not in a mental state to answer them. Struggling with a tug of war between her mind and feelings. She paced her room randomly. His face appeared before her in a seconds interval. She bit her nails as of comforting her mind. All those memories they shared since the reunion to the present days wandered in her mind. She couldn't sit, stand or walk properly. "Are you in ...are you in love..mehak?.."...she asked herself. " no..no..it can't be"..she pacified herself. "Jis din tumhe pyar hoga na Mehak to tumhe khud bhi nahi pata chalega.. Pyar dil se hota hai dimaag se nahi"..his words echoed in her ears umpteen times. She couldn't take it anymore and rushed to the balcony completely exhausted by her irregular breathing. Her heart thumped faster than ever. Her gasps dazzled in air. Her cheeks blushed deep red. Her palms nd toes were chilled like ice. Tightly fisting her palms nd shutting her eyes...she said.."Yes Iam in love..."..and a lone tear travelled all the way from her doe shaped eyes to her flushed cheeks.
Finally updating after almost 2 months..
Heartfelt apologies my dear readers...and a long chapter as compensation.
Hope you will enjoy. Plz do ignore typos and errors..
Love you all. ❤️🤗
Chapter 9
He followed her with his sheepish smile. But she was quick enough to get an escape from him. He spotted her all set to drive her scooty wearing her helmet. She could see him approaching her completely exhausted , via the rear view mirror. A naughty yet shy smile crept on her lips, she swiftly looked back to bid him bye nd drove away before he could chase her. He stood there folding his arms across his chest smiling heartily. He swirled like a boomerang unable to control his happiness after meeting her. The fellow college students watched his craziness suspiciously. Being alarmed by their gaze, he nears the parking lot while sticking his tongue out nd scratching his head out of embarrassment. Her eyes shone with joy as she continued her drive. His cologne still persisted in her nostrils. His words echoed in her ears. She couldn't explain nd justify to what extent she was happy after meeting him. Her never vanishing smile says it all. It is true that she loves her family unconditionally, but never ever till date she missed anyone dearly as she missed him. He was indeed more special for her.She started humming few of her favourite songs while driving. Though engrossed in her own world of dreamy thoughts she reaches SN in an hour. She enters the house fluttering like a butterfly without noticing the gaze of her family members fixed onto her. "lagta hai aaj ka exam bahut badhiya gaya hai..haina laddoo" (seems like today's exam was much easier..is it ladoo)...shouts her PD in excitement breaking her reverie. She runs to the enthusiastic lady in her 80s, her beloved PD showering her(PD's) face with tender kisses..unable to control her happiness. "Exams khatam hote hi bacchi ke chehre pe muskaan aayi...warna itne din toh teekh se muskuraati bhi nahi thi"(our daughter is looking relieved after the exams got over..else these days she has even forgotten to smile)...added Mansi, her younger chachi while affectionately caressing her face. Only she(Mehek) nd god knew what was the actual reason behind her gloominess these days. She chuckled realising how silly she appeared to be after she reached back after their reunion. Her dear ones encircled her admiring their dearest daughter who is smiling heartedly after a long time. Her chachas were busy chit chatting with her, while her chachis were engrossed in feeding her nd massaging her hair. Her eyes glittered overwhelmed by their unconditional love for her. An hour passed just like that. Though she was busy with her family, her carefree mind bulged into traces of the handsome young man in her life. She tried to brush aside his thoughts letting out frequent gasps in between. She was expecting his call anytime soon. She excused herself nd proceeds towards the stairs. She was startled as someone held her hand. "Abb exams khatam huye na...kam se kam abhi yahan hamare saath chain se baithke TV dekho na"..(you've done with your exams right?..at least now spend some leisure time with us)...pleaded Nehal while narrowing her eyebrows. "Mein toh thodi der rest karne jaa rahi hoo..plz na Nehal"( am too tired nd wanna take some rest)..she pleaded to Nehal with her puppy eyes nd made a quick escape through the stairs.
As soon as she reached her room, she took out her phone nd anxiously looked up for notifications. Her plump lips curved into a cute pout learning he hasn't phoned her yet. Not even a single message. She huffs nd hits the bed being annoyed. "Abb iska maun vrat hai kya"( Now is he practicing the vow of silence or something)...she exclaimed annoyingly. " Abhi toh mere exams bhi khatam ho gaye na...pata nahi kounsa mahurat ka intezaar kar raha hoga call karne keliye." ( Now am done with my exams..can't understand for what auspicious time he is waiting for to make a call)...she blabbers like an annoyed wife resting her elbows on the pillow while cupping her cheeks. She frequently monitored her wrist watch for the past 45 minutes. She was pretty annoyed then. She huffs irritated nd tosses away the pillow in anger...to be more precise when annoyance preceded her long waiting for his call. And heads to the washroom learning the utmost necessity of a shower to cool down her crazy mind.
Otherside he reaches KM dwelled in his dreamy world. Laughing crazily like a fool he nears his room.He couldn't explain to what extent he missed her these days. It was very difficult for him to control his irresistible mind that dreamt only about her. He was well aware that his every action ever since his return after reunion has been keenly monitored by his mother nd Nanz. He could hardly manage their suspicious gazes witnessing the traces of change in his demeanour.His never vanishing sheepish smile, the way he reacted when his jacket(the jacket worn by her) landed in the laundry basket...building much suspicion of the lovely ladies. His life took a 360 degree turn from the very moment she had stolen away his heart. His breaths hitched for a moment when their selfie flashed on his mobile screen as he swiped it to unlock it. His eyes filled with love as he grazed her features with his thumb. She was like a dream which he wished to live every second and never hindered by his sleep. He neared the balcony nd dialed her number while comfortably occupying the swing. His dreamy eyes glittered as he listened patiently the Dialer Tone.Other side, Mehek could feebly hear the ringtone when the shower was turned off. Her inner voice hollored..it ought to be him..Shaurya. Wiping her body in a rush with the towel, she made it quick to wear her clothes nd rushed out of the washroom in a hurry to attend the call. Her wet lips curved into a smile when the unknown number flashed on her mobile screen. Without waiting for a second she answered it. His happiness rose to another height when finally she received his call after innumerous attempts.
S: Hello...Mehak. ( He voiced excitedly)
[ Her voice died in her mouth hearing him. She sighed deeply feeling the tenderness as water droplets from her wet hair strands travelled all the way from her nape to hips. She neared the balcony window. The cool breeze nd her wet body made her tremble a bit.she gently closed her eyes and greeted him with a pinch of shyness. ]
M: Hai...
[ He smiled heartily hearing her sweet voice. In his manly voice with atmost love he asked her.. ]
S: Kaise ho?(How are you)
[ She was surprised to hear him. Only because she was expecting something else from him. As the hangover of their encounter in the college still persisted in her mind. She twisted her brows in amuse nd replied trying to appear bit smart...]
M: Kyun?(Why)...waise kuch der pehle hi hum mile the na ( we met just few hours back right)
[ She chuckled while answering. A naughty smile crept on his lips when his mind signalled some idea to tease her. Partly imagining her expected reaction he replied with his signature grin... ]
S: Nahi woh...you were blushing too hard right..toh mujhe laga tumhe kuch hua hai (I guessed something happened to you then)
[ He chuckled more ...and she could clearly hear them. She got embarassed...embarassed like never before. She couldn't deny that she wasn't blushing.Her cheeks were red as tomatoes then. Apart from feeble gasps nothing came out from her vocal cords. She wriggled her already wet kurti that was clinged to her wet body. She stood there silently. Few seconds passed she didn't utter a single word. He got worried then..but never intended to stop his teasing session. ]
S: Hello...Hello Mehak...are you there?..even now you might be blushing right?
[ And this made her blush more. She bit her nails cursing her embarassing situation. Finally gathering some strength to overcome the embarassing session she spoke... ]
M: Kisne bola..huhh...mein koi blush vush nahi kar rahi hoon..waise bhi tumhari bakwaas sunke kaun blush karega. (who said this haan?...am not blushing..whatsover who"ll be blushing after hearing your blabbers)
[ Feeling bit relieved after covering up her lies she took a deep breath. Literally her breaths reached his ears vibrating his eardrums. He let out a deep breath in sync with hers. ]
S: Accha ji...lo meine yakeen kiya..abhi toh shant ho jao meri Jhansi ki rani. (ok fine...I trust your words...so please control your temper my Jhansi ki rani)
[ He chuckled with his reply. She twirled her wet hairs with her index finger. Welcoming a dreamy smile on her lips. She looked at the night sky with her dreamy eyes... ]
S: Hello Mehak...
[ came his querry full of worry. He was cautious about his words as he knew the necessity of her ample time to understand nd justify her inner thoughts and hidden feelings. She replied to him alarmed by the concern in his voice...]
M: Haan mein sun rahi ho..(yes am listening)
[ God...he was relieved then. Neither his deeds nor his heartbeats were under his control. He ruffled his hairs searching words to continue their convo. In his ever sweet romantic tone he asked..]
S: Sirf sunte rahogi ya kuch bologi bhi ( will you say something or you"ll keep only listening)
[Aah...his voice gave her a thunderbolt effect. The vibratory motion emanated due to his intense tone literally created waves of newfound emotions in her. After thinking for a second she put forth her innocent response... ]
M: Kya boloon?(what should I say)
[ This made Majnu Khanna pout like a cute puppy. As an aftereffect came his childish querry... ]
S: Tum apne doston se aise baat karti ho..ya..kya mein tumhara dosth nahi hoon. (Do you talk with your friends in this manner?..Am I not a friend of yours now)
[ she chuckled learning the childishness in his tone. And came her reply imitating his tone...]
M: Nahi nahi...aisa nahi..tum ho abhi bhi mere dosth...(No..no nothing like that..you're still my friend)
[He gently rubbed his trimmed beard feeling a moment of victory. Contracting his cheek bones in amuse as of getting another chance to tease her more... ]
S: Matlab..abhi keliye dosth...toh aage kuch aur bhi ban ne ke chances hai..(Fine...so for the time being am your friend..well in future there are chances for my promotion..right)
[ His angst and enthusiasm very well evident from his words. Undoubtedly startling her. He chuckled while he heard a loud gasp of hers. "How can he read my mind?"..she mumbled to herself covering the speaker with her palms. Lightly biting her lips out of shyness she pondered of a tit for tat reply trying to mask her unnamed feelings...]
M: Oh hello!...tumhe itna sochne ke zaroorat nahi hai (no need to think too much)...tu..tu..tum mere dosth hi ho..samjhe..sirf dost..(you..you..you are just my friend ok..just friend)
[ she literally thanked her stars for helping out her in the nick of the moment. She kept her fingers crossed, helplessly looked at the night sky. Sending silent prayers for her whilte lie. He learned the need of ardous efforts to win her heart. But he intended never to give up his jabers...]
S: Ok ok fine. Abb shant ho jao. Waise kya kar rahi thi (plz be quiet. Ans what were you doing)
[ she felt relieved turning out successful to delude his thoughts. She realized that she is a laggard when it comes to assessment of feelings. She knew their conversation won't showcase a dias of normal friendship. Both of them were equally aware..that there is another dimension for their relation. The very moment she realized the power of words over feelings. She was perplexed regarding the nature or subjects of their conversation. She let out a deep breath trying to bring out a normal conversation into the picture... ]
M: Mein kuch nahi. Abhi nahaake aayi hoon. (Me!..nothing. I am just back after a shower)
[ Receiving her ever natural reply yet another spooky thought crept into his mind. It was absolute fun to tease her, exempted from a single disadvantage of not perceiving her innocent face and cute expressions... ]
S: Accha toh mein baad mein call karta hoon. (Will call u later then)
[She got confused then..]
M: Lekin..kyun?( But...Why)
[with his signature smirk came his reply]
S: Nahi. Woh mere call attend karne ki jaldbaazi mein tumne apne baal nahi sukhaaye honge na..(you might have not dried up your hairs in an angst to attend my call..isn't it)
[ He chuckled more covering his mouth with his palms as he was well aware what was coming up. Her mouth was wide open hearing him. She caressed her wet strands wrapped up clumsily in a towel and collected the dripping droplets from those. She was totally flabbergasted by his words. "How could he know about it"...she exclaimed in her mind. She looked here and there to ensure that he is not in her vicinity and not spying on her. She was overloaded with embarssing lessons of the day. She scrunched her nose nd fetched him a reply pretending to be as normal as ever.. ]
M: Nahi..aisa nahi hai.( No it isn't like that). Mujhe gheele baal hi pasand hai..(I prefer only wet hairs).
[She awaited his response. But he was busy hiding his laughter but she could feebly hear him. Before she could address him ..hanchun...her sneezes expels in a row. A moment of silence emerged. She was very well aware that he is not gonna spare her..more teasing sessions were on the way. While he felt sorry for her. Though he loved annoying his lady love, he has even set limits for the same. He even feared whether she'd disconnect the call any time soon fed up of his craziness. In his love filled tone he continued their convo...trying out the best way to make her feel comfortable... ]
S: Ok .. Mehek. Waise kal Sunday hai na...toh kya plan hai tumhaara...(What's your plan for tomorrow..I mean Sunday)
[She was happy to hear the diversion from the topic.]
M: Mera...mera koi plan nahi...kyun? ( why?...I don't have any plans)
[He was happy to hear her. Pondering for a second without much hesitation he asked... ]
S: Kal mere saath ghoomne chalogi..(Do you mind going out with me tomorrow)
[That was a normal question that she could expect from any of her close friends. She was in a dilemma whether to accept or deny. Meeting him again a day after evoked happiness in her. She was more concerned how he would feel if she denies. Hurting his feelings was bothering her a lot. "what will happen if am going with him for a day..nothing is gonna change..right?"...she thought to herself and answered in her ever sweet innocent tone... ]
M: Haan..teekh hai. Kahan jana hai? (ok fine..which place have you planned for the visit?)
[ He was more than happy to learn that she didn't hesitate to spend a day with him... ]
S: Tum decide karo na...kahan jaana hai?(The decision is all yours)
[ She smiled a bit and got confused at the same time. She thought for a while. But soon got startled when the lights were off. She could clearly hear her chachi's voice in background comforting her that she is approaching her room with candles)
M: Oh teri...powercut. Will call you later. Chachi aa rahi hai..(chachi is coming)..bye.
She hung up the call. Other side shaurya's innocent face was adorned with yet another innocent pout. " Bloody hell..powercut ko bhi abhi aana tha"...he blabbered. His butler Awara who entered his room with a glass of milk, got confused hearing his master. "Sir..but there is no power failure here"...Awara added in his grounded tone. Earning a frown from his young master Awara gulped saliva and made a quick escape from his master's room. Shaurya scratched his head umpteen times pacing his room endlessly. Other side she was drying her wet hairs standing near the moonlit balcony. Invasion of thoughts and feelings underprocess in her mind. Meanwhile her chachi approached her with a lit candle. She entered her room carefully fixing the candle on a table. She thought of continuing their talks. But never wished to showcase her embarassing gestures before anyone from her family..and there was high chances of their entry during the time. She took her phone and saved his contact with atmost happiness. Hindering the entry of thoughts she neared her cupboard to change into some dry clothes. Meanwhile something falls from the cupboard. She takes it up and nears the candle to see what it is. The golden candle flame glittered in her eyes as she flipped the coverpage of her school album. She was busy marking even the intricate aspects in each photograph. All those lovely memories cocooned her. She never missed to look for the handsome boy with a black mole adorning his upper lips. "kitna cute lag raha hai (How cute he is looking)"..she exclaimed caressing the photos. Suddenly she recollects his thought for the Sunday plan. Without wasting a minute..she dialed his number. And how desperate he was waiting for her call..that he picked it up after a single ring. "Hello..Shaurya..I've decided the place..let's pay a visit to our school"...she uttered in a single breath like an excited child. "School!".. he exclaimed twisting his brows. " But why school?..is there a scarcity of places in Delhi to hangout?"..he added in his unhappy tone. "Woh kya hai ki...mein abhi school ki photos dekh rahi thi toh bas ek baar jane ka man kiya..tum chaloge na(I was actually feeling nostalgic while going through our school photograph)"...she reciprocated in her innocent tone. And that was much enough to melt her new abode..that is his heart."Ok done"..he said. "so see you tomorrow".. She replied overwhelmed with joy. And they hung up by wishing good night. She blew off the candle and jumped on to her bed excited for their school visit. Otherside he was continuously gazing her face on his mobile screen. "You are such a crazy and innocent child... Mehak...and I love you more for that baby...muaah.."...he said while placing a sweet kiss on the screen and after a few minutes he dozed off.
Next morning,
Painting her already pink lips with some red lip gloss. Browsing YouTube for makeup videos in an attempt to adorn her dusky eye lashes with maskara nd winged eyeliners. She gave one final look into the mirror adjusting her stoles. Her cheeks blushed deep red as a wide smile grew on her lips. She kept on caressing her flushed cheeks in an attempt to hide the colour, but it turned out to be in vain. "Yeh tumhe ho kya gaya hai Mehak?"(What happened to you Mehak)...she said while admiring her reflection. " kuch nahi hua hai mujhe...makeup toh try bhi toh karna hai na..mein toh bas apne dost se milne jaa rahi hoon"(am perfectly alright...atleast once in your life you need to try makeup nd all right..am just going out to meet my friend..that's it)...she added. "Is Shaurya just your friend?..no not really... right?...you've admitted it before that he is more than a friend to you"..her inner voice spoke out. "Woh..woh..woh mera special..special friend hai"(he..he...he is special...he is my special friend)..she uttered in a single breath to pacify her curious mind. "Hey matarani"...she let out a silent prayer inorder to restrict her inner self from questioning her further nd made a quick escape from her room grabbing the key. After about an hour, She sat on her scooty after parking it near the school entrance gate. All the while blinking her sparkling eyes awaiting him. She couldn't justify to herself why she is there on a lazy Sunday morning missing her family time. The next moment totally swept away her breath. He landed before her looking handsome as ever. Her mouth curved into an O. When his black boots landed on the ground as he got down from his brand new sparkling bullet bike. Their eyes met when he removed his shades. They couldn't blink anymore. Her dreamy eyes were hypnotised by his captivating ones. He was again taken away by her breath-taking beauty. Alarmed by his intense gaze she flutters her eyelids. He greeted her with his warm infectious smile. "Hai"...he greeted her with utter happiness. She reciprocated back with her innocent smile. Passing a quick surprised glance on the brand new bike parked beside. "Aaj subah hi deliver hua tha...meine promise kiya tha na...tumhe sikhaane keliye.."( It got delivered today morning ..I've promised you before right..for your driving lessons). It was customary for her to get surprised from his antics. She just nodded her head thinking this guy is unbelievable. He chuckled seeing her reaction as they both approached the gate. Obviously the security didn't permit them to get inside the school premises. She pleaded with her puppy eyes and produced her five year old school ID justifying that she is an ex student. Shaurya's jaw grew wide open. Still the security guard ignored her pleads. Shaurya tried his best way to bribe the guard. Though the guard was tempted he kind of ignored them. This was more than enough for the angry young man, he rolled his fist while tightly grabbing the guard's collar. It really did change the guard's response and he opened the gate out of fear. With his sheepish smile Shaurya thanked him neatly placing the rupee notes in his pocket. While Mehak followed him with her wide open doe s in disbelief. He chuckled seeing her expressions and winked at her with his signature grin. "you haven't changed...you are the same angry bird"..she said while lightly hitting his arms. "Acha toh tumhe kya laga tumhare paanch saal purane ID card dekhne ke baad usne permit kiya (so what do you think?...he permitted us after seeing ur old ID card)"...he teases her while playfully pulling her nose. She scrunched her nose pouting cutely.
The fresh air of nostalgia scooped them in its arms as they stepped in through the corridor. She ran her fingers across the graffiti wall which etched the good old.. beautiful school memories. The huge glass finish Almirah decorated with huge number of momentos and shields. She placed her palms on the glass panel..while he stood behind her admiring her reflection.shifting their gaze in unison to that ideal corner near Principal's office they looked at each other. Clearly reminiscing their usual fights filled with cute accusations after earning a scold from the school authorities. They both burst into a hearty laugh in unison. "When we look back into our past we are left only with such memories to cherish..right Shaurya..."..she said after leaving a long breath of sigh. "Let's make the best out of it and create fresh ones too"..he replied with his live filled eyes. They continued their journey exploring their Alma mater and cherishing their 12 years of schooling. In those five years nothing has much changed. She could clearly identify her favourite hangout places.After having walked quite a long she gets seated in the visitors lounge excitedly admiring a huge pastel brown board. The board listed the names of the head boys and head girls of the respective years. "2012-13 Shaurya Harish Khanna and Mehak Sharma...she read happily. He looked at her pouring out all his love. "I wish to read the same in our wedding invitation..jaan"..he whispered with a smirk. She could feebly hear him.. and was about to ask him to repeat his words. Before she could attempt for..he somehow manages to divert the topic. All the classrooms were locked, though he made an attempt to unlock the same..he retorted back alarmed by her cute warning. Few more rounds of exploring the open areas of the huge campus. She was exhausted and rested beneath a tree. He followed her like a puppy nd kneeled down before her, offering an energy bar right away from his jean pockets. She greedily grabbed them and started munching. He was in awe admiring her chocolate smeared lips. Meanwhile being hit with reality she offered him a bite. But he refused politely. Once done with it he swiftly held her palms and licked her fingers one by one. She was flabbergasted. "This is delicious"...he commented. His gaze were fixed onto her luscious chocolaty lips. His heart seriously demanded the controlled secretions of hormones..else nothing is gonna be in his control. She looked at him innocently licking the corners of her lips out of fear. She couldn't make a quick escape as her legs were caged between his arms. His gaze on her lips was badly effecting. He slowly gets up bending towards her with his gaze still fixed onto his assets. She tries to protest with her palms, but they were coated with chocolate and she never wished to spoil his tshirt with that. She tightly shut her eyes when his hot breath was falling on her lips. Her heartbeats rose in tandem. She shivering badly making a mental note of what's in store for her. She didn't even let out a breath. Words and air were sealed in her mouth. She was startled when his arm wrapped around her back. The next moment she opened her eyes she was in his arms. He was chuckling seeing the fear on her face and walked a bit carrying her in his arms. Still she couldn't utter anything apart from looking at him all the while he carried her. He made her land infront of a washbasin gesturing her to clean the mess. She squeezed her eyes out of embarassment and splashed water on her face. Few drops even hit his beards and rejoiced the moment with his million dollar smile. He slowly bends to face her fixing his palms on the slab. She cautiously wipes her lips sensing his pressence. "Fikar mat karo jaan...mein tumhare permission ke bina tumse kuch nahi loonga...woh chaahe humare first kiss kyun na ho..(Don't worry love..I wont take anything from you without your permission..even if that is our first kiss)"...he said sensuously leaving her dumbfounded. Few more hours they spend together in the campus where he turned out to be a mere listener when she spared not even a single second, listing her school memories. munching some snacks nd taking a nap under the shady tree. It was 3 PM and they decided to bid adieu to the school premises only because they have made another plan for the day. To visit her favourite chaat stall. He got up grabbing her sling bag and asked her to speed up. She silently followed him with a disturbed mind. He was like a magnet that pulled her more on to him and there was no repulsive actions in vicinity. She passively sat on her scooty and guided him to their destination.
Many thoughts roamed in her mind as they walked on the footpath. What he is to her?..seemed to be the most difficult question of her life. She was in awe with his care nd concern towards her. Her does gleamed with content as he securely clutched her palms while crossing the busy roads. May be for the first time ever in her life she felt the need of safety nd security in a woman's life.The feeling of being cared by a man was something that she couldn't describe in words. Undoubtedly, she was jaywalking. She looked at him with adoration without blinking while he made her cross the junctions cautiously ensuring her safety. "Abb aage se kahan jana hai Mehak" (Now plz guide me Mehek)...his question broke her trance. Bringing her back to reality. She turned back immediately as she couldn't believe that she has walked this long. "Kya hua Mehek?" (What happened Mehek). She looked at him in amuse. He snapped his fingers across her face. "Kahan khoyi hui ho?..(in what thoughts are you lost)..where is your favourite chaat stall?...he asked her bit confused while gently placing his palm on her shoulder. She was totally flabbergasted. She looked at him with her innocent puppy face. He expressed his confusion in a gesture with his twisted eyebrows. "Wo..Wo".. She stammered making her best efforts to be back on reality from her dreamy world. Her saliva coated tongue initiated the movement first. As she gulped more of it her cheek muscles vibrated bit in unison. Her eyes reflected fear..fear of expression of her feelings which is ready to burst out any moment like a nitrogenated air balloon or erupt like a volcano. Her does wiggled continuously while his dark ones waited patiently for her reply. She let out a silent prayer to her Matarani pleading a quick escape from the so called mess. She gently released her palm from his clutches as she won't be able to move a bit from their present location as something magical was emanating from his touch that was getting transferred to her soul in pulsating motion. She deftly pointed her fingers to a distant stall without giving him a chance to ponder about her recent ministrations. A glint of happiness appeared in his eyes judging her increasing heartbeats and cute little gestures. They walked along engrossed in their own thoughts as silence prevailed all over. On reaching the stall, he signalled the boy to clean the bench for her to be seated. She was in daze. Completely swept away by his gesture, the way he cared for her. Completely forgetting or never more caring about his pride, prodigy, status or his hifive lifestyle..he sat with her holding the hot beverage.. special masala tea...her favourite one. She looked at him in awe..how he was learning to hold the small pitcher made out of clay. He looked at her intending to catch her glance. The very moment his eyes met hers, she swiftly turns her head..trying to suppress her smile in the best way. He kept on admiring her never trying to miss the golden opportunity. He could very well mark the curve of her lips while admiring her side profile. Engrossed in his deep admiration he sips the hot tea eventually burning his tongue. Sss..he makes the sound garnering her attention. She worriedly blows wind up on his tongue with her palms. During the process his lips brushes her palms..literally leaving a wet kiss. Butterflies fluttered in her tummy with immediate effect. She shifted her gaze gently withdrawing her palms. Blowing air from her luscious lips before sipping her tea. Learning it's an indication he imitated her nd gently sipped the tea without shifting his gaze which was fixed onto her. Meanwhile her favourite chaat was served before them. She kept herself busy relishing it purposefully avoiding more embarassing situations. He made faces seeing the extra oil that was oozing out along with the spicy masalas. But soon followed her steps in relishing them..and touchwood that was one of the best chaats he has ever tasted in his life. "It's awesome...hmmm...delicious"..he said while munching them. She nodded her head with a hearty smile admiring the way he relished them. Few minutes more..wrapping up their foodie hangout they resumed their journey back to the destination where their riders were waiting for them. Words never grew or existed between them on their way back. The orangish sky welcoming the dusk embraced the evening. Through the busy footpaths they walked in unison. A smile filled with content decorated their lips. Their footsteps, hands and heartbeats...everything moved in sync. Both of them were deeply dwelled in their own dreamy world. Some invisible power was not letting them to utter a word. It was like..that those unique feelings were only to be cajoled by their heartbeats. Bringing her back to reality he swiftly clutched her palms intending to cross the roads. She could feel the effervescence of the bubbles of her feelings in her soul. She wished to hold those bubbles nd seek the answers before they disappear. He was just holding her palms ..but she felt as if he was taking her soul away with him. He could vividly catch a new spark of feelings emanating from her. But he turned mum and safely made her cross the roads. Finally after almost an hour they walked hand in hand nearing their two-wheelers. This time it was he who released their palms first. May be she wished her palm to be sandwiched in his tight fist for a longer time. She turned to bid him bye. "Thanks for the day..Mehak"...he said with his love filled voice as his eyes shone with tears. She couldn't utter a single word meeting his eyes that glistened with a lone tear. Within a fraction of second he pulled her into a cute bear hug pouring out all his love. Yes...at the very moment she was fortunate to know that he is showcasing his love for her in the most innocent way. "I love you..."..he whispered while pulling back himself. She was in daze then. He greeted her and bid bye to her. She looked at him for few more seconds...deeply studying those tear drops in his eyes. As a result a lone tear dripped from her doe shaped eyes. She deftly turned back to hide those droplets and bid him a bye and neared her scooty without turning. In a hurry she sat on the scooty wears her helmet nd pressed the start button. Her cheeks were already soaked in her tears..unbeknowst of the reason she drove away. Vaguely observing his diminishing figure via the rear view mirror.He stood there just waving at her and throwing flying kisses. He wasn't surprised with the way she reacted. He was ready to wait patiently for her. But he was much happier for the day..she gifted him. He neared his bike and drove back to his home.
After driving hastily about an hour she reached back SN when it stroke 7:15 PM. She expected a long questionnaire from the elders for her late arrival. But to her surprise no one didn't attempt for a postmortem of her day's experience. She thanked god as she was not in a condition to cook fake stories for the day. She was much tired to hit the bed anytime soon. But somehow she managed to be with her family members, though she resembled a lost soul. After dinner she swiftly neared the stairs avoiding yet another chat session with the elders. She made it quick to change into her nightwears nd got under the blanket switching off the lights.The wall clock stroke Indicating it is 10 PM. An early bed time for her ever since a decade questioning her nocturnality. The whole day events churned out the membranes of her brain literally. One thing she wished at the moment was sleep...that too a peaceful one. Her body was not in sync with her mind. She tightly shut her eyes but sleep was nowhere in her vicinity. She could only visualize his charming handsome face..accompanied by their fruitful encounters. After endless twists nd turns she turned really fed up. She got up pretty annoyed. Her phone screen was rained with notifications of his messages and calls. She was not in a mental state to answer them. Struggling with a tug of war between her mind and feelings. She paced her room randomly. His face appeared before her in a seconds interval. She bit her nails as of comforting her mind. All those memories they shared since the reunion to the present days wandered in her mind. She couldn't sit, stand or walk properly. "Are you in ...are you in love..mehak?.."...she asked herself. " no..no..it can't be"..she pacified herself. "Jis din tumhe pyar hoga na Mehak to tumhe khud bhi nahi pata chalega.. Pyar dil se hota hai dimaag se nahi"..his words echoed in her ears umpteen times. She couldn't take it anymore and rushed to the balcony completely exhausted by her irregular breathing. Her heart thumped faster than ever. Her gasps dazzled in air. Her cheeks blushed deep red. Her palms nd toes were chilled like ice. Tightly fisting her palms nd shutting her eyes...she said.."Yes Iam in love..."..and a lone tear travelled all the way from her doe shaped eyes to her flushed cheeks.
Precap: #yeh pyar nahi toh kya hai#❤️
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