31. Stay, Wine & Hope?

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You the blue and we the red, fusing together like the purple hue, in the winter morning, admist the dark fog we are in.

WE LOVE YOU SIDHARTH ❤♾

SIDNAAZ FOREVER AND BEYOND 💗

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Target. Shehnaaz always had one, she worked with that. Coming to US was her one. And keeping an honest amount of distance from sidharth when the things went that way, was also a one for her.

Sidharth who actually didn't had any personal goals to fulfill, who always kept himself busy to set himself in the world and thus didn't cared much what others did and thought, today found himself all the way how he was in the past, when his father was there, and he without any duties and worries.

Currently shehnaaz stood with Ritaji in the kitchen, kneeding dough, in order to help her for dinner after much of whinning and stopping rita aunty from working alone.

Their sudden encounter in his room obviously took a toll on both. A sudden glimpse from years ago, made them both mix with emotions of nostalgia, sadness, amusement and of course confusion.

"Sidhaaaarth " shehnaaz whinned,

And without any delay sidharth snapped his head instantly at his right, were shehnaaz was seated, witnessing shehnaaz's face become tighten slowly, with the after effects of just what happened. Getting that stern expressions back on her face, but wait.... the damage has already been done. A glimpse, a whine, a tone and that person. Done.

"Shehnaaz?" He called in a questioning tone after a couple of minutes,

"Uh..hm..ha?" She fumbled, not knowing what was actually on her way now.

" can I say something?"

"Hh..hm"

" would a fresh start really be that bad ?" He sighed looking up at her,

" starting point hi to nahi rahi abb!" Shehnaaz blurted out sighing, making her way out of the room.

She didn't know, whether she was being rude or not? If her too much of keeping feelings under wraps and stating forward her words was affecting him? This person, this one person had the whole ability in the world to make her lost, to make her stumble away from her target. He had that power 4 years ago, he has it now too.. and this... this may become the reason of her second disaster, she could smell.

Sidharth sat behind staring at the door from which a second ago she went on.
Her words pinched his heart, the everything and anything that happened back in India, was seriously not in his hands. And truely from the bottom of the heart he was so fond of them, their bond, their friendship. And what was actually wrong in that? Where was he wrong? was considering her as a true friend was wrong? Or denying for the marraige he had least interest was wrong?

The lunch affair was not that what was on breakfast. Only who talked and interacted were shehnaaz with Rita ji and sidharth with Ritaji..

While the old lady sensed the thin tension in the air, as someone who were giggling and playing just before few hours couldn't turn cold till lunch without any reason.

Sensing them to be much grown up adults to resolve their own problems, Rita ji left them that way.

"Ae le bacha... ek aur le!!" Ritaji offered,

"Nahi aunty.... 4 piece kha chuki mai... kitni achi bani hai chicken... aur khaungi to phatt jana hai maine!!"

"Kuch nahi hoga... kha na.. waise bhi kaise dekh.. patti ki tarha ho gyi... uff jayegi hawa mei!!"

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