Bin pooche mera naam aur patha
Rasmon ko rakh kar pare
Char kadam bas char kadam
Chal do na sath mere
Did he just say that!?
I heard a soothing and mesmerizing voice singing those soulful lines. If I would not see him singing from my bare eyes, I would never believe that this cocky, annoying stranger was the owner of this voice.
I stared at him stunned.
"Apna moo band kardo. Yahan par kafi makkhiyan ghoom rahi hain"
I closed my mouth abruptly and then opened my mouth to say something when he kept his right index finger on his lips and signalled me not to talk
Bin kuch kahe, bin kuch sune
With that said, he stood in front of me and brought his hand forward
Hathon me hath liye
Char Kadam Bas Char Kadam
Chal do na sath mere
I was totally lost in the moment. A stranger was standing in front of me and chivalrously asking me to walk a few miles with him. How was I supposed to react? I had no clue.
He raised his left eyebrow, bit his lower lip and signalled towards his extended hand indicating that he was waiting.
For a moment I slipped into a flashback.
"I just hate strangers" I groaned at an unpleasant encounter with a stranger at a mall.
"Akka ajnabiyon se itni nafrat kyun?" Mihika asked amused.
"Phir kya pyar karun unse?" I stated sarcastically.
"Kya pata kisi din apko kisi ajnabi se pyar hojaye?"
"Neverrr"
"Socho na Akka! Agar kisi din koi ajnabi apke samne hath badha kar kahe ke mera hath thaam lo to aap kya karoge?" My crazy sis Mihika asked with a twinkle in her eyes.
"Agar aisa hua to agle pal me mere hath ka chaap uske gaal pe hoga"
"Aap bhi na Akka. Hamesha Akraman ke mod pe rehte ho. Socho na! Agar koi Tall, Dark & Handsome ajnabi apka hath thaamna chahe to aap kya karoge?"
"Kuchh bhi? Aisa koi kyun karega?"
"Socho na Akka! Agar kahin aisa hua to aap kya karoge?"
"Agar Tall, Dark & Handsome hoga tooo sochungi...Shayad hath thaam lun..." I winked.
"Thats like my naughty Ishu Akka" We high-fived.
Snap I came out of my reverie at the snapping of his fingers. I looked at him from head to toe.
Tall? Not exactly. Almost my height, probably an inch or two taller than me.
Dark? Impossible. He was sooo fair. One..no...Two...no...Three...no...Four...may be Five shades better than me.
Handsome? hmmm...Handsome to hai. Actually kafi handsome hai.
Total score 1 on 3. Is hisab se to disqualified.
"Yaar itni der se hath phailake khada hun. Agar kisi junction pe aise hi khada hotha na to ab tak 50-100 rupye ki bheek to mil jathi"
He is cocky and annoying, rude and arrogant. Above all A STRANGER. I hate strangers and I know better than trusting a stranger.
All things except his handsomeness goes against him. So it is decided I am not going to...let his hand go.
Hello! Dr.Ishita Iyer! What are you doing? You are giving your hand in a hand of a stranger? I told myself when I saw my hand involuntarily going forward and clutching his extended hand.
Mechanically I stood up holding his hand.
Shake Shake I tried to shake myself. Not Working.
Jerk I tried to pull my hands out of his tight hold. Not Working.
It was as if my brain had stopped taking commands. Was I under a spell? Was he a magician?
I was still in daze when I heard a husky voice lingering on my ears
"Mujhe Jadu nahi athi"
Did he just say that?
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Char Kadam: IshRa FanFic #Completed
FanfictionIshita is a lovely and loving girl but hates 2 things in life: Waiting and Strangers. But as fate had planned, she has to deal with both when her train back home gets delayed. Read to find out what makes her change her life and preferences. Well I a...
