Loving You With All My Heart

This. . .Is Your Wish?

LOVING YOU WITH ALL MY HEART

PART - 4

"Yash, I was thinking about proposing to Swara." In the cafeteria, Rohit says, sipping his morning coffee. "Would it be okay?" "I might get rejected," he pauses for a moment.

"Not might, buddy. You will certainly be rejected," he responds scornfully, fixing his gaze on his phone.

"If you can't say anything positive, just seal your mouth, you idiot," banging the table in anger, he gets up to leave but stops hearing Yash. 

"Swara gave that nerd a bicycle yesterday."

"What are you say. . ." Rohit comes to a halt and laughs it off. "Are you kidding me?" 

"I knew you wouldn't believe me, so, here's the proof," he says, holding up a photograph of Swara and Sanskaar taken yesterday night while driving by. 

"Wait a minute. . ." Rohit continues to slide the photos. "How is this possible? I mean, they had a big fight, didn't they? Is there something I'm missing?"

"I guess they patched things up." Yash points in the direction that Rohit follows, only to find Swara entering the campus weaving at Sanskaar while he smiles seeing her. "We sure did miss something," he adds, his gaze fixed on an enraged Rohit, who has already twisted his coffee cup. 

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"Didn't you get enough sleep, because your eyes are drooping?" Sanskaar asks a yawning Swara, while walking down the street with her, siding the bicycle.

"Pucho maat, Sanskaar. Honestly, after arriving home I was so sleepy that my eyes felt like closing, but as soon as I lay down on the bed, boom! My sleep vanished," yawns Swara, "and why are we having classes this early in the morning today? Sabh meri neendh ka Dushman hain," stamping her feet on the ground, she yawns again.

"Morning classes are beneficial for heal. . ." Sanskaar gulps noticing Swara scowling defiantly at him and curses himself for looking back at her face, the next moment. As, her big doe puffy eyes, angry redden nose, and pursed lips made her appear so adorable in his eyes that he couldn't help but stare. "Main janti hoon ki main bohat khubsoorat hoon. Lekin Iska Matlab yeh nahi ki tum mujhe aise ghoorate rahoge." Swara jokes, making Sanskaar embarrassed. "Nahin main wo. . ." he sighs running down his hand through his hair, "sorry." Swara giggles at his embarrassment. 

"By the way, is this bicycle comfortable for your ride?" 

"Yeah! It's fantastic. Thank you very much, Ms.Mehra," he says this while parking his bicycle.

"Mujhe yeh chalaana sikhaoge? Mujhe sikhna hain. I'm not sure how to ride this," she says gravely, which surprises him.

"Kabhi Aana mere Ghar wahi sikha Dunga," he couldn't say no after seeing her genuine look, which made her pleased. When the bell sounds, they proceed to their class.

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"What? He's already in India?" exclaims Shekhar over his phone. "That's wonderful news, Samrat. I'm excited to meet him. Yes, yes. I'm sure Swara going to like him too. She's already looking forward to her wedding," he lies. 

"Dad, why did you lie?" Sameer asks him after he hangs up the phone. "Swara is dissatisfied and you know it. Don't you think it's unjust, dad?" 

"I know what's best for her, Sameer. She will be overjoyed, and he's a nice person, believe me."