"I am still waiting, you know!" He whispered slowly to her.
She looked back at him, startled to find that he was still looking at her.
"You are waiting for me to speak... What should I say? I am not very good at this, you know ... All my friends know. I don't talk much because I have nothing to say. I am just a very boring person." She gave a small smile and cast her eyes down again.
"Let me be the judge of what kind of person you are. Why don't we introduce ourselves first? What's your name?" He asked her casually.
She slowly looked up at him, and this time with more confidence but her gaze turned to something behind his shoulder. Aryan quickly turned to catch Meera signalling and shaking her head in warning.
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"Excuse me!! Spend some time with you?? Why? Who are you to me? Just because I sat next to you and tried to make some polite conversation with you, you got all sorts of ideas in your head about me. And you still wonder why I don't trust guys like you!! Huh!!" She turned body fully sideways to look straight into his eyes, and sneered loudly for the first time, drawing laughs from her friends. It was Aryan's turn to feel disappointed and angry. Why do these small town girls behave as if talking to a guy was such a bad thing? And why do they pretend as if they were not affected by the attraction and attention from guys? Just an hour ago, she was quivering in his arms, lost in the moment just like him! And now.... In a heartbeat he leaned so close to her that she drew a large gasp!! "So you are not curious to know ab
Aryan found himself lying in a hospital bed, when he woke up again. His head was bandaged tightly and there were small bandages across his right hand and both elbows. But a more pleasant sight met him as he turned his head slowly. His "Munni" was sitting on a chair next to the bed, busily squeezing an orange onto a juicer. His heart filled with inexplicable joy just as he looked at her, and he completely forgot why and how he got there in the first place. "Hello! I thought our first date was going to be somewhere more pleasant and involved coffee... not OJ" He smiled at her. She looked at him furiously and opened her mouth to reply back but then controlled herself for some reason, and continued to squeeze the juice, with much more gusto. "Are you not even going to ta
"Why? Why can't he be my father? How do you know he is Shantanu Dubey by the way?" Chandni asked him with narrowed eyes. "I know because....Forget about how I know. How are you related to him? If he is not your father, then who is he? How are you associated with SV Enterprises?" Aryan asked anxiously. "You know something? For someone who is not a local person, you seem to know an awful lot about my... I mean this company SV Enterprises!! I should be the one asking you as to who you are!!" For the first time, Chandni was looking at him with suspicious eyes. "I think you guys have thoroughly researched who I am already. All my things from the backpack, my wallet look like they have been taken apart." It was Aryan's turn to accuse her. "Hello Mr. Kapoor or whoever you a
Before she could respond, "Give a chance for what exactly?" Interjected Shantanu, who just finished his phone call. Both Aryan and Chandni looked at him nervously, not sure how much of their conversation he had actually heard. Meera came to their rescue. "Nothing uncle, Aryan was asking if he will get a chance to work at your factory!!" She quickly blurted out whatever came to her mind as a plausible excuse. "Is that so? Anything else you want? Shares in the company?" Shantanu sneered as Aryan looked at Meera in exasperation, shaking his head. The moment Shantanu turned back, Meera looked apologetically at Aryan. They arrived at the factory, putting an end to all their conve
Sanjay chuckled slowly and noticed Aryan move slowly towards Chandni and the sudden transformation in his face. Aryan's eyes became playful, filled with joy, and his whole body relaxed as if Chandni was the sole source of his happiness. Chandni too looked at him with a mixture of shyness and joy. Sanjay looked at both of them curiously. He knew his daughter, she wouldn't lie to him. She never knew Aryan before the bus journey, so how come..... Noticing her father's scrutinizing gaze, Chandni quickly recovered and moved away from Aryan. "How do you know about Munni?" Both Aryan and Sanjay asked each other simultaneously. Chandni thought she had to cook up some story so as not to get her father involved in her drama. "I wo
"I am not allowed to put in my personal observations in the project report Sir. This is purely for my studies." He hoped he had dodged the question and Sanjay wouldn't press him further. But Sanjay wasn't the type to give up so easily. "Hmm forget about the report Aryan. I can easily see that you are a clever young man. What did you observe here, actually? Be candid." Is this some kind of trap that Sanjay is laying for him, Aryan wondered? But now that he was asked about it he decided he would speak frankly and face the consequences rather than lie to him. Both Chandni and Aryan looked apprehensively at Sanjay, who was sitting in his chair, relaxed, still waiting for his answer. Slowly and methodically, Aryan explained everything that he observed on the floor which e
For everyone in Allahabad, especially the Malhothra family, the Bharadwaj family had died ten years ago, and he very much suspected that they wouldn't like it if they knew that he, Dev Bharadwaj, was still alive! Perhaps even his little Chandni! He knew Chandni had nothing to do with what happened ten years ago but he could never exclude her or separate her identity with her Parents!! He wondered how she would feel if she knew his true identity!! But that situation would never arise of course because he would make sure that it wouldn't. Once he reached that decision, he wiped his tears and went about his tasks meticulously. ***** Chandni showered and took extra care in getting ready. She wore her favourite Kurti with jeans and let her hair out in soft
When he arrived back at home in Mumbai, Aryan was glad to know that his Nani was still in Varanasi and was arriving in a few days. He needed this solitude to deal with the turmoil in his heart. He busied himself in the menial tasks of cleaning up the apartment and stocking up groceries in preparation for his Nani's arrival. He spent long hours at his local gym, returning home exhausted...he did anything and everything which he thought would help keep his mind off Chandni, but they were all in vain. More than her face, her innocent remarks and sweet gestures left such an imprint on his heart that it was impossible to shake them off. How he wished things were simple between them, now he wished he never knew thatMunniwas Chandni!