• Ahaan
As I opened the door, i was awestruck.
Kritika was standing there, holding her phone.
"Um hi ahaan, I needed your help"
There is no doubt her voice literally felt like music, like something penetrating so deep into my soul that it would be so difficult to take that out.
"Sure come in"
She smiled and stepped in.
I shut the door behind her and turned to see her looking at everything kept in my room only by one.
"You have everything placed so beautifully. Feels like this room has been downloaded from Pinterest."
"All done by my mumma". I held pride in saying it as I walked further away towards the windows.
"It's so beautiful."
"By the way you can tell me what help you need"
"I wanted a phone charger. I don't know what was going on in my head that I forgot."
"It's okay kritika, we all can make mistakes sometimes."
I offered her my phone charger and she was about to walk away but my grumpy ass that has now turned into a desperate one said something so embarrassing that I could just go and dig a hole for myself and hide in there for the rest of my life.
"Do you want to spend some time here? With me, like I am not forcing you, it is totally your choice"
Right now I was complaining that dhruv doesn't let me work and now I am asking someone to spend time with me. What the hell is wrong with me.
"Yeah sure, in fact I would love to."
She said and took two steps towards me.Being with so much at the hustle in my heart I said
"Okay, maybe we can go to the balcony" she nodded.I opened the sliding windows, went to the balcony and held out my hand for her as there was a 3 step staircase and I was being so awkward.
She looked at me and then at my hand. A few seconds later she held my hand and came out there.
We stood by the railings and looked around.
I can never get enough of the view. Away from the noise of the city.
Everywhere is so peaceful.
"How did you plan to work in London?"
Kritika asked breaking the silence.
"I was 20 and I had this childhood dream of just flying away so far that I can't even calculate the distance. But that is not possible of course but if I could get a chance I would fly away to different planets"
She chuckled at the lame joke I made.
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• Kritika
Ahaan continued with his theory of why he is abroad, while I was just lost. Somewhere else.
When people share their dreams, talk about the things they love, their eyes shine. Like they would just get lost in their delusions and make their each and every wish come true.
He was so happy talking about his life. His eyes were shining with excitement.
Being an aspiring author i have this habit of observing each and every detail.This was somewhat my first real conversation with him.
He has the aura to attract anyone towards him like you want to know more about him. Like you can never get enough of him.
"You know mumma never wanted me to go away like I live this far but sometimes life doesn't go as planned. I got a scholarship in my most desired college and I was not able to say no to that great opportunity and now I have grown so much in seven years that I can't even imagine. I still have so many things to achieve and i hope I will tell you then."
He has such crazy energy. So much of an adventurous personality and here look at me who loves a slow and steady life. It's going to be a really happening journey.
He continued,
"You met dhruv earlier, he was the one standing by my side, all the time.
I have so many memories with him, I would love to disclose them in front of you some time later and what about you kritika, what do you expect from your life"What should I say now.
He is a freaking millionaire and here I am, a jobless post graduate who doesn't even know what to do with her life.He has achieved almost every single thing and he is still dreaming.
My god what impact will I even have on him? A jobless stupid girl."I don't have much on my list. I have never been so much of a dreamer girl. It's like you are just satisfied with your life. You live according to your needs and not wishes. I know it's like a typical thing but I find happiness in this. When you dream and dream and dream about everything that you don't have, it just goes on. Your wishlist never ends and it won't even end if you got two or more lives. I find happiness in little things and I guess whenever I am going to die there will be no such incomplete wish that I would be sad for. Opinion always matters. It's your thinking to do big things and mine is to be happy wherever I am and I guess that makes us different but that works right?"
He nodded with a smile and i continued,
"I am unemployed and I don't know what to do with my life so you might think that I am just saying random things but that is who I am. I sometimes don't even believe in myself but it's okay, no one is perfect."
"You know I have always thought that happiness only exists when you're successful or you're rich or you have everything in your hands and you can do whatever you want and there are people around me who think the same but you are the first one who has told me something like this and I think that is such a great mindset. I appreciate it and about the thing you said that you're unemployed, it is okay I know there comes a lot of overthinking and self doubts but everything will be alright, you will figure it out."
He said with so much patience.
"Well I have a secret that you don't know"
"What is it kritika? If you're comfortable sharing."
"Yeah yeah yeah, you might know I am a photographer and a writer. I write for other people like their content or on different sites but now I am planning to start writing. Like writing in real life. I am planning to write novels. I am so excited that there will be books with my name as the author"
His smile got even wider.
"Oh my god. This is amazing. I hope you do your best."
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