Blissful Love

Dosthi hi Pyaar hai

Dhoop aaye to chhaanv tum laana
Khwaahishon ki barishon mein
Bheeg sang jaana

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ABIR

Anger is one such weapon which is used to kill ourselves. It may also cause scar in relationships. That's the reason I always try to avoid this anger by distracting myself. I doesn't want to hurt myself and others too.

But when those perverts filthy gaze fell on Mishti my blood boiled,Anger rose within me. I just stormed there and held her tight, showing them that she is mine and they don't have damn right to even take a glance of her.

Mishti opened those eyes which were closed till now. She first looked at those men then at me. She then averted her gaze and kept it on my hands. I wonder what kind of obsession this girl has on my hand. By whatever it maybe I must take her out immediately.

I wanted to punish them now,here in this moment but I doesn't want to create scene when Mishti is around. It might effect her. So I glared at them then tightened the grip on her. I could feel her shivering under my hold. I didn't knew that my simplest touch had so much effect on her.

Then I dragged her out from there, made her to sit on the passenger seat. Then I came to driver seat and started the engine.

Journey from mall to home was tranquil. I knew Mishti was drowning in pool called thoughts. Yaar I don't understand why this girl thinks a lot. I'm not telling that thinking is bad but overthinking is definitely. This might be the reason she speaks very less. No worries Abir haina sab sambal lega.

Soon we reached our home. Then we directly went to room. Kuhu too joined us and was looking at the clothes Mishti bought. Aftersometime we all had dinner.

Currently we were sitting in room. Mishti was reading the same novel which I wanted to throw the previous day. Yaar ye ladki mujhse baat hi nahi karna chahthi kya??

"Abir" Oh my god did I blabber loud. Abir tu tho gaye.

"Abir" Man reply her. "Yes Mishti" She stood and came near me. Will she hit me?? No.no.. Partner please save me.

"Umm... Thanks" Why is she thanking me?? Maine aise kaunsi punya karya kiya?? I looked at her,she was waiting for my response. She was looking damn cute. I didn't knew why but words didn't come out from my mouth. Stupid me!!

"Thanks..par kyu??" I managed to say this much. "Umm..Vo.." Yaar ye ladki ko baat karne mai problem kya hai.

"Mishti" she looked at me.. Aww those black doe eyes. Abir!!! My inner voice mocked at me... OkOk...

"Yaha baito" she did the same. I gently took her hands in mine. Aww.. how soft... Abirrrrrr!!!! Mishti being Mishti looked at our hands then towards me. Huff!!

"Dekho Mishti maine tumhe phele hi keha chuka hu ki tum mujhse kuch bhi share kar sakthi hu, haina??" She nodded I continued. "Phir bhi tumhe itna hich kich horahahai tho definitely you won't trust me" I said only to tease her.

"Aisa nahi hai Abir" She said to which I replied "Aisa nahi tho kaisa"

"Abir pata nahi kyu par mujhe har baat express karna nahi ata hai... It's not like I don't want to it's just ki I don't know how to" Poor girl Itni si baat hai. "I guess isiliye sab mujhe chodke chali jata hai" This came out as whisper but I heard it. It hurts to see your love like this.

"Mishti kabhi khud pe self doubt mat karna. You are perfect in your own way. Matter tho sirf baat karne ki haina. Vo hojayega. You don't worry" She looked at me and smiled.