Damsel in Delusion

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                       Shivaay's POV

"It's her, damn it's her! Can't believe it "
As he realised....just now who bumped into him .....while he was reciprocating the whole situation......he got too nervous and was staring at her who didn't even look at him .....but her eyes were unable to move .

She was a 5 ft girl who didn't even reach his shoulders ......but he wasn't able to resist himself to smell her hair which smelled like the world's best perfume so he tilted his face downward and smelled her for a split second. But he was unable to forget that aroma.

"I know it is her and so does she . I know maa was there but I don't know where I gained the courage to smell her hair in the  middle of my living room. Luckily mum was drying her own hair so she didn't realise and cherry on the cake was she was on a call. But those seconds were the most memorable moments of my life . It lasted for a while and faded in a split second."

"But it drilled a hole in my chest when she refused to recognise me....when I tried to pass her a familiar smile she acted like she saw me for the first time.
I think I am aware of the reason and the reason was me .....yes I know it's me .....who hurt her who pushed her away who played with her feelings and never tried to understand her side of the story. But I don't know why I am feeling guilty coz I am not the sort of person who feels guilty or regrets hurting others.
But for her......No , No , No , No , ......... it's nothing.....I don't feel anything like that ."

This mini speech of him ended up when he realised, she is sitting next to his mother and his mother is calling out his name.....
" Shivaay, Shivaayyyy"

"Uhmm .....Haan"
   (Uhmm ....yes)

Mrs Malhotra - "chai bnawa do,hum bheeg gye hai."
( Ask them to make tea, we were drenched in the rain)

" Yeah....of course"

He went to the kitchen and was searching for sheetal who could make the tea. As he was about to call sheetal.....he stopped and grabbed the utensil filled it with water and turned on the stove.

While the tea was on the stove he again started his conversation with himself.

"She denied to recognise me ......I know things aren't the same as before but still it makes my heart wrenched when she refuses to smile .....not at me ....but when she doesn't smile .... it's the second worst feeling......I can't see her like this ......but I can't do anything right now......but I promise this to myself that I will......." "Na Na Na .......shivaay bhaiya chai!!!"
(No no no ......shivaay bhaiya tea)

Sheetal shouted from the other side.

"Ohhh.... sorry mera dhyan nahi raha"
(Ohhh... sorry I didn't pay attention)

Sheetal cleared the mess and took the tray to the hall.

"When I reached there after taking a few sharp breaths .....in out in out in out .....I made my way to the hall where both of them were having tea ."

Noor - " chai bahut achi hai.... thank you so much didi"
( The tea is too good ..... thank you so much didi)

( Only I address her as NooR and only I know this )

Sheetal - arey maine-------
( Ohhh.... I-------)

"I interrupted the conversation by intentionally dropping the glass which was luckily kept on the centre table.
So that sheetal fails to spill the tea that I made that tea. As it happens quite rarely when I make tea. "

"I told sheetal that it was just a glass and she received a call a minute ago.....so that she may not go to them again."

"I was quietly observing her while she was busy having tea with my mother. She looks a bit relaxed as I am not around.....It hurts like hell......that she fears or avoids my presence."

"The good part....she liked the tea ... because she didn't know I made it ....if she got to knew she wouldn't have been holding that cup.but she liked the tea!
I am good!"

A few hours later Mrs.. Malhotra called Shivaay downstairs.

He came along with his friend (Gaurav)

She asked him to drop her safely to her home......while he agreed in a second
" I know this girl can't keep quiet...she always has to yapp....it's just a trivial matter ... driving her to her home. She thinks my mum will let her go alone?Noway  , neither will I ! "

(Reality)

" Sure maa, Gaurav you can wait till I come back...... please this way Miss. Desai!"
Noor- "Hmm ... I know thanks! "
" Thank you so much ma'am, I had a great time with you and your place is very beautiful "

Mrs. Malhotra - " ohh dear, welcome! Reach home safely and text me"

Noor -" sure ma'am, have a good day"

Gaurav was walking in her direction to greet her but .....she made her way towards the car .....he followed her even then......As he reached there .....she reached the gate where her foot slipped .

Noor - "Ouch! It's fine ...."

" Are you okay? You got hurt?"

"Gaurav was about to hold her but I would never let any other man touch her when I am present....he is my friend.....but still I never appreciate any man touching what's mine!"

Noor- " it's fine .....we are getting late"

" Of course! "
I opened the door while she was going to the other side ......I interrupted her and politely asked her to sit in front.

" Miss Desai, you aren't my passenger and neither am your driver ....so please come and sit here!

Her cheeks turned crimson red!

Noor- "Whatever"

I curved my face to hide my smirk.

Stay tuned for the car ride!:)