After dinner, Preeti and Kittu had gone back to their respective homes. Kittu, a fashion designing intern and a fashion lover herself, couldn't stay away from work when they returned to town, so she chose to return to work after a lengthy break. Preeti's family was expecting visitors the following day, so she had to return home as well.
Rahul joined Naina when she went back to her room, sitting beside her; they discussed a varied range of things, then he sat up straight with a jolt, asking," Tu batane vali thi na mujhe, Ab bolo? "
Her eyes clouded with confusion; she didn't know what would she tell him, she herself didn't know what was she feeling, taking a deep breath, she said," Actually Nahi pata yaar.. yeh cheejein itni confusing kyu hai? yeh feelings itni confusing kyu hoti hai? It's not like.. I.. I mean.."
He held onto her hand, saying," Bol sakti hai.. mai tab bhi tere saath tha.. jab tere dil me kuch nhi tha aur aaj bhi hun jab tere dil me shayad kuch hai.."
Naina stood up taking her hand out of his hold, saying in a sad yet angry manner," Uski baatein mat kiya kar.. bohot baar bola hai tujhe.. "
As the memories hit him, Rahul nodded, making a humming noise.
Naina turned and sat down saying," Tu janta hai yeh baat aur vo baat alag haii.. Bohot alag.."
Without saying anything, Rahul continued to stare at her.
After a long pause, she said," Dekh main nahi janti yeh feeling, kya hai, even kyu hai.. It's not like I ever looked upon him with anything like that in mind, just that I feel comfortable around him, and umm.. "
Then, with a questioning gaze, she asked," but you have seen him talk to me right? "
Rahul, who couldn't remember which discussion or which direction she was referring to, expressed his uncertainty by saying, "He seems to be nice.. tujhe uneasy feeling hua kya uska kuch kehna.. I mean I do not really think so ki usne aisa kuch kiya hoga.. Even if there is anything like that, tu bata sakti hai. I'll speak with him."
She wasn't sure where or why it came from, but her protective instincts kicked in, and she replied, "Nahi.. aisa kuch bhi nhi kiya hai usne.. hamesha ache se hi baat karta hai.. par aaj mujhsee aise distantly.. I don't know ki Maine usse upset kiya or is he mad at me? But the point is that it's all affecting me, even if I don't want it to. Mai kyaa karruu??"
Rahul had to bend a little to look into her eyes since she had her head tilted, then he remarked, "Do you sort of like him or something?" with some teasing looks on his face and a tiny grin.
Her eyes flew up, and she realised she didn't know what to say; she had been avoiding this term for a long time, unwilling to confess that she had begun to like him in some way.
She closed her eyes, attempting to mask what they held. With a little nod, she indicated "no."
"So my doll likes someone," Rahul rose up, smiling, and remarked, delighted but calmly.
"Maine aisa kab kaha??" She spoke out real quick.
In a direct tone, Rahul remarked," Agar jo tu keh rahi hai vo sach hota.. toh mai yahan sahi salamat khada nhi hota.. tera reaction sirf ek nod nahi bakii.." then imitating her," 'Tu pagal haii..kuch bhi sochta hai..akal vakal hai ki nahi tujhe.. dost hai vo mera, kahan kahan se soch leta hai yeh kahaniyan..' aisa kuch hota"
She voiced her delight at how well he knew her and her embarrassment at being revealed, saying," Tu mujhe itne acche se kyuu janta hai?"
She said, after a little pause, "Perhaps I like him, Mai khud hi sure nahi hun toh tujhe ya kisi ko bhi kya batati.. All of this makes me nervous... what if he doesn't like me? I don't want to lose a pal, and ab toh vo gussa bhi hai."
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Destiny - The best player
FanfictionIt is my first story so I don't have much experience of writing . It not a story from 90s it is a 2019 story. Samaina itself is a description and is not worth any sort of description . . . . Story padho sab samaj me aa jayega.. ☺☺ . . . So thi...