Love Departing From Plateform 1

08 | The Courage Within

True courage lies within, waiting to be discovered in moments of crisis 🌼✨

Yash's POV

Our team project was progressing smoothly, with basic designs for our weather application already in place. Now, we were focused on enhancing its security features – and we were halfway there.

Just as I was typing away on my laptop, Kanika walked in and placed a steaming mug of coffee on my study table.

"Bhai, your coffee's here," she said, glancing at my screen. "Always typing weird things."

I shot her a playful glare. "This is called coding, okay?"

She mimicked me, "Okay?" and sauntered towards my wardrobe.

"Bhaiyaaaa, can I borrow this black t-shirt?" she asked in her sweetest voice.

"Of course, you cannot," I said with a playful smile.

But she ignored me, rummaging through my clothes. "You have a new jacket!" she exclaimed, holding it up.

"And look, there's a girl's hair on it!" I choked on my coffee, "there is one more" she said.

Trying to come up with a feasible excuse, "Tere hi honge" I said

(It must be yours).

But she raised an eyebrow, clearly unconvinced. I tried again, "Maa ke honge"

(It must be Mom's).

This time, she seemed slightly more convinced, though her suspicious gaze lingered.

To distract her, I offered, "You can take that black t-shirt you wanted."

Her face lit up. "Really?" She forgot all about the jacket and thanked me with a hug.

Just then, maa walked in. "Are you both free?" she asked, eyeing us as if we might be slacking off.

Kanika and I groaned in unison, "Maaa..."

Mom handed Kanika a long list and Papa's car keys to me. "Go buy these, beta. Be good children."

How does she always come up with some work whenever she sees us free?

We exchanged a resigned glance, but Kanika and I knew better than to argue with Maa.

Aakriti's POV

I found myself at the mall with Bhaiya and Bhabhi, dragged here after lunch at their place. We browsed through a store of traditional Wears. I couldn't help but feel like a third wheel between the loving couple. Yet, I cherished spending time with them, and they seemed to enjoy my company just as much.

As I held up a stunning suit, I asked Nishtha Bhabhi, "How's this?"

She smiled, her eyes sparkling. "Good choice, Aakriti, it's beautiful."  She patted my shoulder

"It will look even more beautiful on you" i said. "Go! try it on" I added

In her excitement, she forgot to take the dupatta.

"Where are you off to?" Kaushik Bhaiya asked, noticing me holding the dupatta.

"Changing room," I replied, showing it to him. "Bhabhi forgot to take this."

He nodded, then asked, "Have you found something for yourself to try on?"

I shook my head, and he suggested, "Then Why don't you pick something out? I'll give this to your Bhabhi."

"No, it's okay," I said, walking away.

As I walked away, he called out, "Look, Aakriti! There are some beautiful dresses you should see." He gently took the dupatta from my hand, his intentions clear. I raised an eyebrow, and he gave me puppy eyes.