chapter 23

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Ishita was awakened from her sleep, as she was being carried over by someone to a room, her vision blurred from the alcohol, unable to keep her eyes open, she was not able to make out who it was. The person was quick to place her on the bed, as they were too far from her line of sight. 

Her eyes moved around the room, seeming to be to unfamiliar to be hers, as she grabbed onto her spinning head. 

"main kahan ho..." muttered ishita, trying to find her balance to sit up, as she was made to lie down again, and only because they ended up getting so close to her, she saw the person's face. 

"purvi...yaar, main kahaan hoon?" questioned ishita, trying to get hold of her spinning head, as purvi made her lie down comfortably placing a sheet on top of her. 

"mera kamra hai, aaj yahi so jao...subha jab hosh aayega toh koi toh hoga na dekhne ko!" exclaimed purvi, chuckling, looking at her elder sister's drunken state. 

She saw her fall asleep, looking like a baby, making her pull her cheek lovingly, as she switched the lights off, and lied beside her to go to sleep herself. 

The wind from the window flew into the room, as the calendar attached with a worn out cellotape started to flung around, making the upper left corner even come out from the tape attached, such that only the 75 from the year was visible. It was early morning, the sun rays were not scorching, the sky still a bit dark from the dawn.

Ishita woke up, as she opened her eyes to her hand on dushyant's chest, finding his arms tightly clenched around her waist, making her realise he had held her the whole night, a smile crept up on her face in response. 

She lifted her face up, as she gazed on him dozed off with his head resting on the back of the couch, she chuckled seeing him sitting upright with his back completely straight. She couldn't help but think that it was fate that her brought her to see him again, only to realise how truly she still wanted him. 

She slowly brushed her fingers across his hair, closely examining his face, it looked just the same, from the last time she saw him.  Unfortunately, she had to avert her eyes, as he ended up waking up. 

She separated from him, placing a strand of her hair behind her ear, as she looked down, while he sat up to immediately come beside her. 

"good morning..." he said, casually, as she looked over to him. 

"ab subha ho gayi toh nikal toh nahi doge na?" she asked jokingly, a smile on her face, as he couldn't help but chuckle. 

"main toh tumhe rakh sakta hoon hamesha ke liye agar tum chaho..." stated dushyant in a very matter of the fact way, looking her right in the eye, as their eyes met, only for her to avert them, and get up. 

"kya hua?" asked dushyant, as he got up too, while she turned back. 

"tumne uss din bhi bola tha...jab aakhri baar mile the...yaad aa gaya, bas..." replied ishita, as dushyant's face turned to show dejection in his eyes too. 

"tab hi karleta na tumse shaadi...bhaage toh hum the hi.." remarked dushyant, as she chuckled. 

"yaad hai, maine ghar mein sabko convince karliya tha ki college waalon ne class trip organise kiye hai shimla ki..." recounted ishita, chuckling at the absurdity of the situation. 

"mere mummy papa ko laga tha main nani ko dekhne chala gaya, jaisa unhone kaha tha karne ko." joked dushyant, as they both smiled nostalgically, while ishita grabbed his hand into hers. 

"meri life ke sabse ache 4 dinn the woh..." stated ishita, as dushyant had an unmoving gaze fixed on hers. 

"mere bhi the...isliye toh yeh kapde rakh liye sambhalke...jab tum uss din hotel mein chod gayi..." stated dushyant, as ishita was starting to feel sorrowful. 

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