WITH YOU!

15. LOVE-GURU! (GURU= TEACHER!)

VIVAAN

I woke up in her thoughts, & the incident of last night. I decided to apologize, but didn't know how. It's my first time of apologizing to someone other than mom.

I had a headache thinking about it, but didn't know what to do.

I finally decided to take Avi, the expert's help. He has been in a relationship with several girls, & was known a playboy, till Geet, his true love came to his life.

I called him to my office, to see his grumpy face. Argh! Now I have to face his dramas.

"Yes boss!" spoke he.

"Can I've my brother Avi for a while?" asked I.

"No Sir, he has gone on a long leave." replied he.

"Why & since when?" asked I amused, but equally irritated.

"Since his asshole brother made his Barbie cry." he replied blankly.

"Call him back, cause I need to make it up to his Barbie, & only he can help me." said I with a little smile.

"Really bhai!" he spoke grinning.

"Here you are! Now cut the crap & give me an idea to apologize to her." spoke I straight.

"Firstly accept!" he said.

"What?" asked I.

"Accept me as your Love Guru my child! & your Guru (TEACHER) will heal all your worries!" he said irritating me now.

"Fine Mr. Love Guru! Now tell me what to do!" I said scrunching my eyebrows, sending him the message of getting irritated to the levels.

"It's simple bro! She sent you flowers, means she loves them, so go to her with flowers & apologize." he said.

"Why didn't it strike my mind!" spoke I happy to now have an idea to apologize to her.

"Cause your brain is busy with the shits of guns, drugs, blood, weapons, encounters, business, & what not!" spoke he, & I just rolled my eyes, agreeing internally.

I went to the flower shop, & got confused. Here were so many flowers, many of which I didn't know.

So on the expert suggestion of my recently made Love Guru, & the shopkeeper, I brought a bouquet of red roses, with a handwritten note, just like hers.

I went to her building, & stood outside her flat for almost ten minutes, but couldn't dare to get in. I started moving to-&-fro in nervousness. Then suddenly a boy of nearly 12 came out of a flat, going to school. He looked at me sharply, from up to down & I gulped. I felt like someone had caught me red handed.

"You came to give flowers to Aisha Di ( elder sister), didn't you?" he asked raising his one brow up. Hell, how did he know? I looked at him surprised.

"Hey, don't give me that look, you're not the first one! But are you for Isha Di or Aisha Di?" he asked

"& why should I tell you little one?" I asked confidently.

"Mom says it right! One should not help others in this world..." he said shaking his head & hands dramatically.

"& I'm a grown up boy now, don't call me little one. Understood?" he said pointing his finger at me.

& I just smirked at him all amused. If this guy saw me on the field, he would have pissed in his pants, but not now.

"Yes my grown up boy. & these are for Aisha." spoke I.

"Hmmmm.. Then give it to her." he spoke.

"I can't! She's angry with me!" spoke I.

"No no, rule no. one! Never ever go near an angry Aisha Di! She is sweet normally, but when she is angry, God save you from her." he spoke the obvious, like a wise old man, moving his hands to both his ears dramatically.

"So what do I do now?" asked I.

"Simple! Don't you watch movies Uncle! Put the bouquet here, ring her doorbell, & hide yourself. She will get your message, & if it looks safe, then you can meet her." he spoke with a sincere look.

"Ok all the best & bye! I need to go to the school now, or teacher will punish me, & will also tell mommy!" he spoke in a low tone, almost imagining the worst scenarios in his little smart head.

"Bye & thank you!" I spoke in the same tone.

He nodded & ran away to the elevator.

I smiled, & implemented his plan. This little guy will be a play boy one day, thought I. He is already good with girls. He looks like the junior version of Avi!

Aisha came out in all her glory. Her hairs slightly wet, & her creamy caramel thighs on full display. She smiled looking at the flowers, but it faded looking at the note.

"She won't forgive this easily!" blurted my sub-conscious, & I agreed.

Then she went to the dust-bin, & my heart ached.

But then she turned smiling again. She then crumbled the note throwing it, without even looking at the dust-bin, & took the roses with her.

She looked angry, & must say was looking too hot to handle with her anger. & then she slammed the door shut, & I stood there for a few minutes, when I saw her coming out again with her cousin, who looked careless. I must make my angel stay away from her! She wants to set her with any street guy! & what if she falls for someone else? No no, can't happen! & then my angel opened her mouth, & I relaxed a bit. At least she isn't like those desperate bimbos! I sighed in relief!

At last, I had to go empty-handed.

"No, we're going after seeing a hot & a beautiful view of her smile! & to add the knowledge of the type of guys she dislike!" spoke my subconscious, & I agreed.

Thank God I didn't go to her, or maybe she might have even got angrier, or I would have done something stupid again. I felt contented, & sighing went out. My aching heart surprisingly felt at ease.

I came back to the office, & told the ever eager Avi everything.

He was disappointed, but somewhere he knew it was right not to face her.

"Here" he said giving me a file.

"What?" asked I.

"Here is a detailed file of Princess, basic one I gave you yesterday." he replied smiling.

He gave me the second file.

"This is the file of those white dressed bloody attackers, & we've got all the info about them. Their head is not yet known, but looks like a new group, cause there is no earlier record of them." he said.

"When are we attacking them?" he asked.

"Tonight!" I replied.

"But..." he asked.

"Prepare our men now! Tonight we'll attack all their warehouses & offices, along with headquarters, both in the city & outside, all those located in any part of India. & those in any part of Asia, by tomorrow evening." ordered I.

"Ok boss! & where will you like to lead?" he asked, cause he knows about my passion to choose the most difficult target.

"Headquarters, located in Mumbai." I spoke.

"But your injuries plus that's the most guarded place?" he asked.

"An injured lion is much more dangerous!" I said smirking, & he just smirked.

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So Vivaan is trying. Do you think our Butterfly will forgive him easily, or will make him run after him, from one flower to the other?

Yours loving-to-write Author,

~$D