Mile jabse tum

chapter 2. Stucked in overthinking

Aaniya pov

As we were engrossed in our talks we didn't know when the sun dozed off and  the dinner time came up.

"Aanu go to your room and freshen up" maa said

I nodded and walked upstairs,

I took a deep breath before pushing the doorknob , entering my room.

The door opened, looks like its been years since i am entering my room.

My table with full of art and craft , my comfy bed with 4 pillows , the peaceful balcony and last but not least my swing that is hanged in the balcony.

After observing my room for five  minutes i entered and just some flashbacks came to my mind that were enough good, and bad at the same time.

Some sleepless nights and some nightmares hits my mind making me kind of uneasy.

I walked towards my study table I observe a box in it and being curious I opened it just to found my old poetries it were golden brown papers and held heart warming poetries.

I was a big fan of them, back then. But now i seem to have lost interest in everything. 

Going through the table I also founded my diary that held all the secrets , writing from the age of ten till twenty- two as then it ran out of pages

And then my eyes fell on my love,

Ahm! I mean my balcony I love this balcony and my swing.

In the past it was my habit to sit on that swing reading books , examine moon or felling cold yet peaceful Breeze.

Isn't it shocking that I missed my room that much but what should I do this four wall knows my struggle than anyone else.

After almost twenty minutes, I got changed into something comfortable and prayed my isha namaz as well.

I am sitting on my bed, when I got a flashback of him,

Mr.xyz

That rich brat,

I have seen him somewhere.

Do i know him?

Like by any chance?

Then I heard a knock and my chain of thoughts broke,

My eyes travelled towards bhabhi who just entered the room, "You know you don't have to knock" I said.

She just nodded and gave me a big smile ,

She is the coolest person i have ever met, she is kind and calm. Like she is just the best bhabhi I could ever ask for.

"So what's going on?" She asked and I just shook my head, "nothing much".

"Did you heard that new song?" She asked and I raised my eyebrows still confused.

She played some kind of song, dragging me in the center of the room.

We did some kind of couple dance as we used to do in the old days.

So yeah its kind of fun, "woah that was fun" I chuckled.

"Yeah for sure" she grinned.

we heard a knock, my eye travelled towards the door,  just to see Bhai leaning against the door.

And glaring at something, I followed his gaze just to find out that ,

we were still in the couple position and he had been glaring at my hand that rested on bhabhi's waist,