Next morning came in a blink and I got ready in casual clothes. It is very hot here in Rajasthan so I wore a loose white shirt, beige pants and slippers.
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The car stopped and I came out and started going towards the temple when a kid came to me and said to take the flower to offer in the temple.
"Nahi, mujhe nahi chahiye." But he again said in a sad voice.
"Bhaiya lelo na thode se phool, subha se kisi ne nahi liye." I felt bad for him.
"Lao pure dedo mujhe'' He looked at me in surprise.
"Sach me bhaiya?" He questioned innocently, not believing me.
I smiled and nodded at him, taking the basket from him.
"kitne huye iske?" He looked at me then looked at the basket then looked at me.
" Bhaiya 250 huye iske." He said happily I chuckled and took a five hundred note and gave it to him.
"Bhaiya aap roko me chutte leke aata hun." He said and was about to go but i stopped him.
"Pure paise rakh lo chocolate kha lena bache huye paison se thik hai." I said and ruffled his hair.
He smiled at me and ran from there happily. I shook my head and went inside.
I stood there waiting for pandit ji to finish the puja so that I could give him the idol and flowers but someone pushed me and all the flowers fell down.
"I'm so sorry" I heard the same melody voice that I heard at the signal yesterday.
I looked down to see that someone was picking up the flowers she looked up and her dupatta fell down from her head.
My breath stopped when I saw her face. I cannot take my eyes off her. Beautiful would be an underestimate. She looks like an angel. Her face held a certain type of innocence that makes you forget everything and that's what happened with me.
I have seen a lot of gorgeous, elegant women in my life but no one can match her beauty. She was wearing a brown hoodie with white jeans and matching sneakers.
Her hair is tied in a bun and some of her baby hairs are falling on her face. She is wearing a dupatta on a hoodie Cute, a chuckle skipped from my mouth.
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I came out of my trance when I felt pain in my hand and warm liquid coming out. I lifted my hand and saw that there was blood coming from my palm.
Some blood dropped, when I looked down to see that the blood directly dropped on her heir and came on her forehead.
She touched her forehead and her eyes widened. She hurriedly got up and looked at my palm .
"I'm sorry, I'm really sorry your hand is bleeding." She was panicking.
"It's ok it's not big....." She didn't let me complete my words.
"Your hand is literally bleeding because of me and you're saying it's not a big deal?" She asked me looking deep in my eyes.
I don't like people cutting my words but I don't know why I like her concern about me. I handed her the idol bag and took out my handkerchief and tied it on my hand.
"Look now it's ok and don't worry." I assured her and she nodded.
I looked at pandit ji who has become very old looking at me and smiling slightly.
We stood in front of him and took the bag from her.
"Umm can you please help me get this out?" She nodded and took out the box from the bag.
"Open the box and take out the idol please." I said and she silently did what I said.
She looked at the idol in adoration and said.
"It's so pretty." She forwarded her hand.
I took the idol in my right hand but being injured, the idol was about to fall but she held it from down and I held it from the side.
She looked at me and I said a small thank you before we both gave that idol to the pandit ji and he took it with both hands.
"Pandit ji maa ne kaha tha ki ye murti is mandir me chadhana hai." I said after giving that idol to him.
"Prerna beti ki baat kar rahe ho?" I looked at him confused.
"Mujhe sab pata hai or prerna beti se kehna ki usne jis ke liye ye murti mandir me sthapit karwai hai vo use jald hi milegi Or tum dono yaha fir se aaoge." He said making me more confused but I surged away.
"Excuse me, your and my flowers fell together and in a hurry I put my flowers in your basket too." I forwarded the basket in front of her and she took only some flowers
"You can take it all."
"No, it's enough." She said and put the flowers in her plate and handed it to the pandit ji.
After doing puja, pandit ji gives us prasad. We took blessings from him and started walking out.
"Can I ask you your name?" I asked as we were walking together.
"My name is Ayaana."
"Such a beautiful name by the way I'm Devaansh Raghuvanshi and nice to meet you Ms Ayaana."
"Nice to meet you too Mr raghuvanshi." I didn't like the way she called me so professionally.
"You don't have to...." I was cut off by some kids coming running towards me and asking me to give them flowers.
I forgot to give Pandit ji the flowers and didn't even realize that I'm holding the flower bucket until the kids asked.
"I'm going now and please take care of your wound and once again I'm really sorry." She apologized again.
"You really don't have to apologize, it's not your fault." I assured her, saying bye she went from there.
"Bhaiya ab de bhi do phool vo didi bhi chali gai." A cute little girl said I chuckled at hearing her, so I gave the basket to her.
"Apne friends ke sath bhi share karna ok?" She nodded and told me to bend down.
I did and she kissed my cheeks saying thank you, I ruffled her hair and went out.
I came out to see that so many people were gathered there I asked a random man "what's happening there?" He said
"Sarpanch ji ke aadmi koi ladki ko zabardasti leke ja rahe hai."
"Aap log chup chap kiu khade hai rok kiu nahi rahe?" I asked being confused.
"Ham sab ko hamari jaan pyari hai, tum khud hi jao or ruko itna shok hai to." He said arrogantly and I'm feeling like beating the shit out of him but I ignored him and reached there to see that the girl is none other than Ayaana before I could do anything the jeep started to go away.
I hurriedly sat in my car and started to follow that jeep. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .
