Aarvi pov ~
I sat in my room attempting to focus on my assignment, but my mind kept drifting to someone with chocolate brown eyes and an enchanting smile. With a sigh, I headed to the kitchen for a glass of water. Glancing at my bag, I retrieved a Polaroid picture.
The image was stunning, capturing him against the backdrop of a sunset, clad in a white hoodie and trousers. A shy smile graced his lips, a hint of blush on his cheeks as his hand rested against the back of his neck, eyes cast downwards.
A chuckle escaped me as I recalled his surprise when he realized I had taken his picture. With the photo in hand, I retreated to the balcony, reminiscing about the day's events.
A shiver ran down my spine as I recalled his closeness that morning, his warm breath against my skin and his deep voice.
The ringing of my phone snapped me out of my reverie, prompting me to return to my room. As I reached for my phone, my reflection in the mirror revealed a blush and a smile on my face. I shook my head, chiding myself.
"Don't start daydreaming, Aarvi," I scolded silently, answering the call from my mom.
After catching up with my family, I turned my attention back to my assignment. Hours later, a knock interrupted my focus. I opened the door to find Tanya beaming.
She bounced into the room and settled on my bed, regaling me with tales of her dance practice.
"How was your practice?" I inquired.
"Amazing! I had a blast. Let me tell you all about it..." She launched into a detailed account while I listened attentively.
"Alright, go freshen up now," I suggested before heading to the kitchen.
As I reached for ingredients in the fridge, Tanya mischievously shut the door, triggering a funky song from her phone. Dragging me to the living room, she initiated a goofy dance session.
Kar Band Sabhi Ghadiyan
Aur Mood Bana Badhiya
Mukhde Pe Jala Le Tu
Muskaan Ki Phuljhadiyan
Karle Maskhari Thodi Maskhari
Achchha Khasa Kaam Maskhari
Fokat Mein Badnaam Maskhari
Dil Ko De Aaram Maskhari
Peeda Haari Balm Maskhari
I laughed at her . She bumped her hips to mine prompting me to dance with her and I finally gave in . Both of us dancing like crazy without any worry of the world.
Jeene Ki Vajah Maskhari
Thodi Bevajah Maskhari
Karke Toh Dekh Maskhari
Deti Hai Maza Maskhari
Thodi Si Naram Maskhari
Thodi Si Garam Maskhari
Thodi Si Haya Maskhari
Thodi Besharam Maskhari
She climbed up the sofa and pretended to be Michel Jackson by doing a terrific moonwalk. While I pretended to be a rockstar and singing totally off tune.
Dariya Se Pakad Machli
Badal Se Chura Bijli
Dil Mein Jo Bhari Tere
Har Aaj Mita Khujli
Karle Maskhari Thodi Maskhari
Achchha Khasa Kaam Maskhari
Fokat Mein Badnaam Maskhari
Dil Ko De Aaram Maskhari
Peeda Haari Balm Maskhari
Achchha Khasa Kaam Maskhari
Fokat Mein Badnaam Maskhari
Dil Ko De Aaram Maskhari
Peeda Haari Balm Maskhari
After some energetic moves and playful antics, Tanya stumbled over the sofa, pulling me down with her. We ended up in a heap, laughing.
Trying to rise, I found Tanya's hand on my waist, pulling me closer with a flirtatious comment.
" Haaye aapke karib aate hi humara Dil garden garden ho jaata hai ."
I scrunched up my nose and said ," Aur aapke paas aate hi humein pasine ki badbu aati hai ."
I retorted humorously, and we shared a laugh before disentangling ourselves.
Amidst the laughter, I grabbed my camera and captured a spontaneous selfie. Admiring the picture, Tanya melodramatically praised our bond.
" oye hoye kya lagti hai tu mere saath. Jaise Chand ke saath chakor."
I laughed at her and said , " tujhe pta bhi hai ki chakor hota kya hai?"
She shrugged saying, " woh to Tera role hai na . Main toh Chand hai toh yeh chakor kya hai tu jaane ."
We bantered about her reference to "chakor," both of us dissolving into laughter again.
She then excused herself to freshen up while I hung the picture on our mood board, a testament to our cherished moments together from over the years.
Rudransh POV ~
I examined my reflection in the mirror, the evening's events still fresh in my mind. Her whispers, her smile, and her fragrance lingered, leaving an imprint on my heart.
She had also taken my picture, surprising me, but igniting a flurry of butterflies in my stomach. Since then, a constant smile adorned my face.
Her presence was intoxicating, and I willingly surrendered to its allure. I felt like a teenager experiencing his first crush.
A throat clearing interrupted my thoughts, drawing my attention to the doorway where Hardik stood, a teasing grin playing on his lips.
"Didn't realize you were so enamored with yourself, blushing at your own reflection," he teased.
I rolled my eyes and made my way to the dining table, Hardik trailing behind.
"Or perhaps there's another reason for that blush?" he persisted.
"What blush?" Dadi interjected, joining us with Dadu.
My eyes widened, and I quickly deflected, "Oh, nothing, Dadi. Hardik was just joking about the heavy blush makeup girls wear nowadays."
Hardik chuckled, taking his seat. I sat beside him and discreetly stomped on his foot under the table, shooting him a warning glare.
He nodded with mock seriousness, though mischief danced in his eyes.
"In our time, modesty itself was enough to make us blush. Nowadays, girls are painting even that," Dadi remarked, eliciting a snicker from Hardik and a sidelong glance from me.
"Let them do as they please, Savitri. If they want to wear makeup, let them. It's their choice," Dadu interjected, his tone grave.
"Aap chup rahiye ji . Khao sab.," Dadi said, silencing us all with a smile.
They were the epitome of a perfect couple, their banter a testament to their bond.
"Rudi! Hardi!" Kia's excited voice broke through, and she rushed over to us. I lifted her up, planting a kiss on her cheek, eliciting giggles.
Hardik followed suit, and we settled Kia into her high chair between us. Dinner proceeded with the usual familial chatter and warmth.
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