"Rudra Malhotra naam toh suna hoga ?"
Rudra is the epitome of charisma-outgoing, charming, and unabashedly playful. He has an infectious laugh and a quick wit that makes him the life of the party. His flirty nature often leads to playful banter and...
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Ruhanika pov :
"Why the fuck he has to be this stubborn"
I glared at him , who was reading the presentation on his laptop. He was wearing black shirt with three buttons open showing his tanned skin and his wet curly hair falling on his forehead.
Yesterday after our argument, we both decided to ignore each other and most probably from his side. He was not even looking at me or pulling my leg. It's not like his ignorance is affecting me but something was irritating about his behaviour.
He stopped calling me "kali nagin" or even "rooh". I thought may be, we can discuss our situation maturely as I knew that i bursted on him but I just fucking can't control myself around him. His presence makes me pretentious and affects me.
He didn't even glance at me yesterday and now it's almost night 8:00pm. I also want him to ignore me but i don't know why seeing his behaviour with me was hurting me.
I never give anyone the right to hurt me as I don't keep any expectations with others. I know nothing hurts more than our own expectations especially when it's about others. I can't be someone favourite person for forever, i can't be expect people good to me always, i can't expect people will take stands for me. Just like seasons change from winter to summer to monsoon, the same people do change and one needs to accept it instead of expecting it from them.
But, I don't know why I have a hope that he will talk with me like before, he will pull my leg like before and fight with me like we used to. I never saw him this serious with me or anybody else.
"Miss. Mehra ?"
My thought of the chain was broken due to his voice.
"Fuck with this Miss.Mehra, itna professional hum kabse ho gaye?"
( Fuck with his Miss mehra, from when we become this professional?)
I thought glaring at him in my mind and just nodded my head towards him.
"You can go"
He said again, engaging himself in the laptop and I just gritted my teeth heading towards my cabin.
"It's okay ruhanika, yahi chahti thi ab jab ho raha hai toh khush kyu nahi hu main"
( It's okay ruhanika, this is what you want but I don't know why I'm not happy ?)
I murmured packing my bag and turning my heels towards the exit. We human beings are the weirdest creatures in the universe. Seriously, if we want something and that happens we can't be still satisfied and if we don't want something to happen, we will keep praying to God but don't see our mistakes that lead to those misshapen.
Like I want him to stay away from me and he is keeping his distance but something about our distance was irritating me.
I stand near the road waiting for my cab. I stood frozen when a footstep was heard right behind me. I gulped my saliva, turning around slowly looking at my back. I sighed with relief when I looked around but no one was present there.
