Abhinaya's POV:
I just came home from college, saw My Uncle and Dad talking to each other. I went towards them and greeted them and touch uncle's feet for blessing. I am going towards my room to get freshen up, suddenly got bumped into someone and was about to fall but that person caught me.
His hands are on my waist and I was shocked and not able to say anything. I am just looking into his eyes. He is tall, handsome, fair skinned. He has oval face with dark brown eyes, his black silky hair neatly set. He is wearing a grey pants and white shirt hugging his body showing his athletic body and shoes with watch banded to left hand.
Suddenly I heard mom's voice calling him, that is when he left me and I ran towards my room. After some time, I got freshen up and while looking into mirror, I remembered what happened earlier and a smile appeared on my face unknowingly.
I went downstairs and saw him talking with dad and I directly went to kitchen to help mom with breakfast. By the time we prepared dinner, My Siblings also came back and we had dinner with others talking randomly but Nanda is silent most of time, he is still reserved and calm, not changed at all.
Author POV:
Next day, Early Morning, someone rang the bell, Abhinaya opened the door still in half sleep and saw a man standing at the door.
She said to him, " What are you doing outside this early in the morning, and why are you wearing formals in the early morning, did you even saw the time before getting to work? She is still blabbering in her sleepy state irritated.
That man is watching her talking confused and asked, "Is this Arora's house?"
Abhinaya replied "Are you mad, didn't you come here yesterday with your dad. Why are behaving like we met yesterday?
Suddenly, Nanda from back called Abhinaya. She saw behind, and saw Nanda in track pants and t-shirt and again saw Infront and shouted "Ahhhhh, Ghossstttttt, Mom, Dad , Ishu, Chaitu. Ghossttt helllpppp Mmeeee, Saveee Meee.
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