Our Feet Synced Perfectly

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Hey guys!!

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                         Sumedh

"Sumedh and Mallika you guys have  done a fantastic job. Your project is marvelous. I knew Sumedh would do very well, but Mallika even you too have done great work." said the research head, "But when did you complete paperwork?"
"Actually sir, I used to get free time from past 3-4 days, so I managed to write all the contents. Sumedh used to compile all the information and suggest about presenting it on the papers." said Mallika.
"Yes, sir." I nodded.
"Listen, you guys would surely get selected, your way of presenting and explaining is nice. The information collected is very good. Your research project would surely be among the top works." said Dr.Suryakumar.
We both thanked him for his appreciation, then came out of his chamber, smiled looking at each other.
"Thankyou Sumedh, for being my support system throughout this project."
"Anytime for you Mallika madam." I said and she smiled at me.
"So what's today's plan?" she asked.
"Nothing much, Basant and I will have a pizza party."
"Nice one."
"You can also join us. Yeah, you and Monika join."
"Okay I'll ask her, if she agrees we'll join you guys. But venue?"
"Well, Rashtrapati Bhavan." I said, took pause, smirked at her and continued, "Mallika, you are asking as if we are holding a round table conference. We'll have it in my home."
She faked anger and crossed her arms. I'm enjoying her cute antics. Oh god she looks damn cute. Shit. Shit. What am I even saying?
"Mallika shall we go together, I mean, all four of us?"
"Okay."

I called Basant, he came within minutes and Monika accompanied him. Both Mallika and Monika sat in rear passenger seats and Basant next to me in the shotgun.
"Sumedh, what's special? Why this pizza party?" asked Basant, I could see Mallika widening her eyes, remembering my words, through the rearview mirror.
Oh man, this idiot, I had told Mallika that we had already planned and now what would she feel about me!?
"Basant didn't we decide to have a party for completing the project?" I tried to patch it up.
"Ye..yes" Basant understood and apologized through his eyes.
We reached my home. Both Mallika and Monika were staring my house.
I think Mallika liked my house, she saw each and every corner of my garden, she keenly observed every plant, every flower, every fruit. May be she is so much connected to nature.

"So guys can we get inside?" I asked.
"Yes, sir." said Basant.
We went inside only to find that everyone are out.
"Avasthi ji, where's everyone?" I said and turned to Mallika "this is Avasthi ji my household clerk and supervisor." She smiled at him.
"Sumedh, you came now? All have gone to Mr.Pathak's. Did you forget? There was a get together party. Mrs.Chandra told you can join if you are interested." he said.
"No, we all would like to enjoy here itself. I have ordered pizza, send it to the activity room please." I said and he nodded in a yes.
"Mallika and Monika, if you both want I can give you my house tour."
They agreed, I gave them introduction of every nook and corner of my house and finally we landed in the activity room, in the 3rd floor.
"So, until the pizza arrives shall we play a game?" said Monika, "shall we play truth or dare?"
We agreed.
"Hold on I'll get a bottle" I said and Mallika widened her eyes.
"Don't overhink, I told I'll get an empty water bottle to fidget in the game." she lowered her eyes in embarrassment and I chuckled.
The game started, at first the bottle stopped facing Monika.
It was my turn to question as I was facing her."Truth or dare?"
"Truth"
"What does Basant mean to you?" she widened her eyes in surprise and blushed. Blushed? So, there's something fishy.
"He's my best friend." she said and Basant said nothing. Nothing?
"So, I'm not your best friend anymore?" Mallika questioned and I chuckled inwardly. Monika glared at her.
We started again.
It was Basant's turn now.
"Truth or dare?" asked Mallika.
"Dare."
"So, umm, hmm, okay. You have to fake propose Monika." she said and I laughed loudly.
"No, Mallika what is this? This is very embarrassing. No." he said.
"Basant, you have to. Don't be a spoil sport." I said and smirked at him.
"No guys, this is very awkward."said Monika.
"Mon, stop it. Bro, you have to." said Mallika.
Finally, they gave in. Basant sat on his knees, I plucked a flower from my terrace garden and gave it to him.
"Monika, we knew each other from a very long time. The first I saw you, I fell for you. As time passed, I tried to understand you, I don't know whether you have the same feeling as me or not. But I wanted to express it to you. Monika, I love you. You have filled so much happiness in my life. You mean the world to me. Thank you for coming in my life." he said and a lone tear escaped from Monika's eyes. She said nothing. She accepted the flower and smiled. I felt this wasn't a fake proposal. In fact a real one. This was a genuine one and Basant spoke his heart out to Monika.
Just then our order arrived. We ate upto our heart's content.
"Let's continue the game Mallika and Sumedh have not played yet." said Monika.
"No." I said but they both didn't listen. Mallika also sat down.
Now it's Mallika's turn.
"Truth or dare?" asked Basant.
"Truth."
"Okay, do you have any boyfriend? Or are you in love?"
"Bro, what's this?" she said.
"Mallika answer. You have to." He said and infact I too wanted to know. But why?  I shouldn't get this curious about her life.
"Neither I have a boyfriend nor I'm in love." she said and I felt happy. Happy? Infact my heart was dancing in enthusiasm.
"Are you sure?" Monika asked her.
"Mon" said she glaring at Monika.
At last it was my turn.
"Truth or dare?" asked Monika.
"Dare."
"So, you have to dance with Mallika."
What? I should dance with her? I don't mind but she may. She may feel bad.
"No" I said.
"Sumedh, now, you don't become a spoil sport." said Basant. What the hell dude.
I looked at Mallika, she nodded. I got up. I forwarded my hand. She kept her's on mine. There was a sudden passage of jolt of current down my spine.
Basant played Tu Jo Mila Rabta.

The music started, our eyes locked, she kept her hands on my shoulder and I placed mine around her waist. Our free hands met, we started to dance, she turned elegantly in tune with the music. My hearbeat pacing fastly and our feet in perfect sync. This moment, I let go of my worries, my pain and sorrow. Nothing else seemed to matter me. Just then the song ended and a small smile crept on her face.

I surely lived that moment. She is an amazing dancer. She coordinated so well. Today was a beautiful day.

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