"Bhai abhi tak driver nhi aaya? Mujhe college jaana hai."
(Bhai the driver is not here yet? I have to go to college.)
Aisha frowned entering her brother's room. Tushar was scrolling through his phone. He stopped and looked at his sister.
"Mai baat krta hu."
(I will ask.)
He called the driver right away and told her that he would be here in 5 minutes.
"Nikalne se aadhe ghante pehle call kr dio. Driver ko bhej dunga. Dhyan se jaana and take care."
(Call me half an hour before leaving. I will send driver. Be careful and take care.)
He said and kissed her head. She smiled and went to her college.
Aisha was a rich girl? Yes. A spoiled brat? No.
She knew the value of money and how difficult it is to earn and feed your family when you are the sole bread winner.
She has not been rich from her childhood. They have seen worse times. But her brother never gave up and today he is one of the richest businessmen in India.
He loves Aisha like his own daughter. One reason is that they were very young when their father died due to TB. Their mother left them shortly after because she could not bear her husband's death. She died in her sleep. Another reason could be that they had seven years of age gap between them.
Today is Aisha's first day in college and she is very excited. She is pursuing Interior Designing from SN college. (Imaginary name).
She entered the college with a huge smile and asked the receptionist about her course. She was informed that she will be on the 4th floor.
She took the lift and pressed the button for 4th floor. Just as the lift was about to close she saw a man walking towards the lift in hurried steps.
She quickly opened the lift again and the man entered with a grateful smile.
"Thank you."
He said with a polite smile.
"Your welcome."
She smiled back and they stood in silence. Aisha stepped out first since he had pressed the button of 5th floor.
Business student!
Aisha thought and went to her classroom. She met a girl in her class and they hit off instantly. They were so similar in many aspects. Her name was Anushka.
She and Anushka spent the entire day together and Anushka introduced her to another friend of hers who was in a different class. They bonded well and Aisha felt an instant connection with Anushka and Muskan.
She went home and told her brother about her day very excitedly. Tushar was happy that atleast she was enjoying her college life without any worries.
He did not want her to suffer again the way they did when they were young. Now that he can afford it he wanted to give her every luxury possible.
Only if he knew that his sister valued human efforts more than materialistic things.
The next too she took the lift and this time she and the man she saw yesterday entered at the same time. Aisha smiled seeing him and he smiled back politely.
"What a coincidence! We met yesterday issi lift mai."
(We met yesterday in this lift.)
Aisha said not liking the silence. He smiled but did not say anything.
Aisha was about to say something else but she reached her floor and went smiling at him.
For another 15 minutes she kept thinking about him. Anushka sat beside her and she forgot about the man in the lift as they gossiped about their days.
A week passed by but she did not see the man again.
Then after a week she was running a little late. She ran to the lift which was about to close.
The person inside opened it for her and she thanked him taking a deep breath.
"Thank yo-Oh hi."
She said seeing the same man. He smiled and nodded. They stood in silence until the lift stopped with a jerk on the second floor.
The lifts went off and Aisha looked around wide eyed. It was daytime so they could see very clearly.
"What happened?"
Aisha asked scared. She was a little claustrophobic. Ok. Maybe a lot. She was very small when she got locked inside the small cupboard under the stairs and since then she has been extremely claustrophobic.
Until the lift was moving she was fine but now that she is stuck with no escape her fear resurfaced.
"I think there's a power cut."
The man spoke for the first time. Aisha nodded and tried to calm herself. Keyword: Tried.
She was failing miserably which was clear by the way her breaths started getting heavier and heavier. The man noticed this and must have understood what was happening because he made her sit on the floor and made her drink water.
"Relax! Kuch nhi hoga. We will be fine. It's just a power cut. Light aate hi lift chalu ho jaayegi."
(Nothing will happen. The lift will start as soon as the power comes back.)
She nodded and took deep breaths. Sweat started trickling down her face and she grabbed his arms and tried to calm herself.
Arjun understood that he needed to distract her.
He cupped her face and made her look at him.
"Look at me. Talk to me."
Aisha looked at him and he continued.
"My name is Arjun Sinha."
Aisha gulped and answered in a low voice.
"My name is Aisha Sharma."
"Very good. I am a Business Administrations student."
Aisha took deep breaths and said slowly.
"I am an Interior Designing student."
Arjun smiled as he saw her breathing get normal.
"That's great! I live with my parents. Only child."
Aisha smiled at the mention of family as she though about her brother.
"I live with my bhaiya. He is 7 years older than me. He is my parents."
Arjun told her about him and they talked back and forth till the lift jerked again, the lights came back and it started. The lift stopped at 4th floor and Aisha slowly got up from the floor.
She looked at the time. It was already half an hour up. She knew the professor won't allow her in and there was no use of going now.
"Won't you move out?"
Arjun asked and she shook her head.
"Professor allow nhi krenge."
(Professor won't allow.)
Arjun realised the time and shrugged.
"I guess mujhe bhi."
(I guess me too.)
Aisha looked at him thoughtfully and said.
"Canteen chalte hai. My treat. For helping me."
(Let's go to canteen.)
She with a grateful smile and Arjun nodded smiling politely.
They went to the canteen and had their seats. Aisha thanked him for helping her in the lift and that was how a new friendship began.
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