Only You.....Just You.....

Chapter 3: Shopping Joy

The next day, we all were ready to go to Ginni Masi's house for my little sibling Ishan's birthday. My younger brother had also come from school. And I was ready very early. But my mom, she was busy in makeup. I was like, "Mom, we are getting late. We are not going to a marriage, we are going to Ishan's Birthday. Come fast...." My mom was like, "Wait, wait 5 minutes...", while she was telling 5 minutes, half an hour got spend only on her makeup. After my mom put a makeover on her face, my brother, mom and I went to my Masi's house.

Eventually, I was driving to Ginni masi's house. I was really very excited to meet Alisha, click pictures with her and store them in the album of my heart. I just felt like this was going to be the chapter of life that I would never want to forget.

After an hour of drive, we reached our destination. Alisha opened the gate of the apartment and allowed us to join the party. Many of the people had gathered but the host was missing. The host here is implied to be the father of the birthday boy. Ishaan's father was employed in a construction company in Dubai as a manager. Even after bringing the sky to the ground he couldn't convince his seniors to provide him with leave to attend his only son's first birthday party.

When we came to Masi's house, the decoration was still incomplete, but there were some decoration to be remained, and the caterers too came and was preparing the meal. I went to the balcony to take some fresh air, but when I was looking down, I see Alisha being tense about something. She saw me and cued me to come down and I too cued and asked her the reason. But the other moment, without waiting for any reply, I went down because I am sure she won't have been able to speak so louder to be heard at seventy feet above the ground.

I asked, "What happened?"
"Can you drive?" she asked.
"Ya, but what happened?"
"I forgot to buy a gift for Ishaan. Can you please come with me?"
I was amazed and was looking at her face.
"Don't worry, it won't take too long." She said with a huge question mark on her face.
"You won't be able to come back today in this traffic if you choose a car. Arrange a bike." I said.
"Hahaha... very funny... Where will I wander for a bike?" she said sarcastically.
"Don't worry, I got one." a boy from the same building had just arrived there on his bike. I knew that boy as I had earlier visited his house with Ginni Masi.

"Where...?" Alisha cheered up. Her face was brightened up and her lips were bought a smile. I cued her through my eyebrows and showed her the bike. "But why will he give you his bike?" she asked. "Because I know him," I said and started walking to the bike. Alisha followed me. I said to the biker boy, "Hey bro..."
"Hi..." he said with an energetic voice and shook hands with me.

"Can I borrow your bike for some time. Actually, this beautiful girl (pointing my finger towards Alisha) wants to buy a gift for Ishaan."

"Ya sure... go ahead." he said with a smile and gave the key of his bike and went away, saying, "See you..."

"I hope you can drive this?" Alisha asked in a sarcastic tone.

I turned to her and said, "I have a driving licence, issued by the government of India. So..." She cut my words.

"Fuck your cognition man just start the bike. We are getting late. Anyway, we are Indians. We first make a driving license and then start to learn driving." I was exploring a new side of her. I just took a glimpse of her face with a puzzled smile and started the bike.

We were on the road. She took out her goggles and wore them. I swear she looked red hot in those black goggles. Then she opened her hairs and started fixing the mirrors of the bike to see herself in the mirror. I was never so closer to her. Her hairs were talking to the wind and were waved over my face, which made me feel like my face was kissed by feathers. It felt like some energy was being transferred from her end to me. I started blushing. I looked at her face with eyes full of love. She was still busy fixing the position of the mirror. I tried to help her. My hand touched hers and she
looked at my face. She was expressionless, thinking of what to do.