• Ahaan
I entered the airport and went through the official purposes needed before going to the waiting lounge of business class.
As I settled into the lounge, i took out my phone and started to just have a look if there might be something important.
I have downloaded a few movies as it's a long and direct flight of 10 hours so I have enough time to finish any movie or web series.
After eating a few things from the buffet i came back to rest but the announcement was made that the flight is ready to be boarded.
I boarded the flight and made myself comfortable for the long long journey.
As time passed, i drifted to sleep while watching the movie. I am such a lazy and sleepy kid so yaa.
It's very different for me to wake up continuously even for 5 hours. I need a nap after every short span of time.
It's like I sleep in my free time, i sleep when i finish a meeting, i sleep before I go to any meeting, every time I get a chance I sleep. That's it.
And here by sleep I mean a short nap, maybe of 15 or 20 minutes or whatsoever.
After the flight landed, i finally went out of the airport and reached my place.
The place I have built with so much passion.
I can call it a bungalow but what is the sense of it because I live here alone with some people who just work for me like making food or organising my day.
Five out to six rooms are of no use. It's just draining sometimes.
I also feel like going back home or living with someone who makes me happy after all the stress I get during my work hours.
"Hello my child, it's so good to see you" Ishani aunty said as I walked to the kitchen greeting her.
She is like my second mother here, far from home.It's such a relief for my mumma that there is someone here in this house who takes care of me, makes sure I eat, makes sure I am fit and fine.
Ishani aunty has been a life saver for me and I am more than grateful for her. She is lovely and I love spending time with her whenever I am back from the office and she's present here as she lives a bit far away and just comes here to cook my meals and to just check up on me.
She's amazing but having someone who you can share all your sides, even the vulnerable ones, is a must.
Someone who loves you through thick and thin. Someone who will go through everything with you."Namaste aunty ji" I said and touched her feet as a regular greeting.
"How was your journey?"
"It was uhm just fine like i had a lot of going on in my mind related to papa as he's not well"
"Yes I know, I talked a few hours ago to your mom"
"I'll be returning to India after a week"
"Okay my child, now go get fresh. Meal is prepared and I have to leave now due to some work"
"No worries aunty ji. I'll see you tomorrow"
She left and I rushed to my room where my luggage was already present.
After a few hours of rest I started to unpack my stuff as off jet lag i would surely need at least 8 hours of sleep and it's a long day tomorrow. I have five meetings scheduled back to back.
I unpacked my suitcase now moving on to my backpack.
As I opened it I saw something unusual.
Something I didn't keep.An envelope.
A white envelope.Is this something like a love letter or what oh my god!!!!!.
Haha, shut up Ahaan no girl is there going all mad in love with you to put a love letter secretly in your bag.Stupid.!
I put that envelope on a side so that I can open it later after doing all my chores.
I did all the necessary work I had to do and had my meal.
After that I came back to my room, took a book from the side table for some light reading but something fell down as I picked up the book.
OH!! That envelope.
I kept the book aside and opened the envelope.A white hard page?!
I turned it upside down.OH MY GOD
OH MY GOD
OH MY GOD
OHH MYY FREAAKINGG GODDWhat does it feels like to sense your heartbeat going straight to 1000 pumps in a second.
Like there's some electric shock going through my veins.
A sudden jolt in my whole body for the very first time in my life.
For the first time I can feel my heartbeat rising at such a level that I could just die straight away.
For the first time I am feeling all this butterflies and all just by seeing the photo. What will I become in real life.
A burst of happiness hit my soul and I smiled looking at that piece of paper.
Like I just want to adore this in front of my eyes not just in a photo.
It was a picture
A picture of a girl.Not of a girl but a goddess in the form of a girl.
The beauty I have never ever seen.She is just so goddam prettyyy.
I just can't find a word to define her.i just can't-How can someone be this adorable.
Holy mother of God. I want to see her. I want to touch her hair. I want to caress her soft cheeks. I want to hold her hands. I want to hug her. I want to keep her with me. I want her.i literally want to be with her.
But how did this photo reach to me. This is strange.
Its 9 pm right now so it would be late night in India. I will call mom tomorrow morning and ask her if she kept this photo in my bag. I mean who else would do it.
For another half an hour I just held her photo in my hand and just stared at her. Because after that I just slept with her photo resting on my chest.
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Is he in love with her?! Let's see what happens next.
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