"As their eyes met, the hearts fluttered. The butterflies danced, as the souls found their solace in each other's hold. "
A tale of romance that made their hearts to skip beats, as it will make yours too.
Dive in to know how they found their...
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After having that uncalled interaction with that lady, and rejecting mom for that stupid dance I walked to Tai.
Side hugging her I greeted her.
"Kya hua, baccha? ", Tai asked, to which I just shrugged my shoulders lazily.
" Wanna have a dance? ", she asked forwarding her hand. " Now I can't say no to such a pretty lady! ", I said, flattering her and she hit my head lightly. We walked to the dance floor, dancing to the soft tunes. (What happened, baccha?)
" Waise, Where's Jiju? ", I asked her. " Dada ke sath! ", she complained.
" What happened between you and Etasha? ", she questioned as I twirled her lightly. " Whose's that? ", I was unaware. " That girl with mom. ", she motioned.
" Ooh that stupid... I soo hate her. Pata hai kya kiya usne.. She picked up my call. And it was Shri's call, Tai. How could she? It was all my mistake. I shouldn't have left my phone. Par phir bhi she can't be picking up somebody's else's phone like that na. Woh toh accha hai Shri is understanding. What if.. No.. ", I blurted it all out.
" Tu isliye naraz hai ki usne tera phone chuwa ya phir isliye that she picked up your Shri's call huh? ", Tai asked. " Dono wajah se. Obviously. ", I replied. " Hmm.. Par now you look happy. Usse baat hui kya? ", she further nudged, I just gave her squinted eyes but I couldn't prevent the blush from coating my cheeks. Yaar koi Shri ke bare mei baat bhi karta hai and I turn to be a tomato. (With Dada!) (You are angry for she touched your phone Or because she picked her call?) (Both the reasons.) (You talked with her?) (Yaar, someone even talks about Shri and I am gone.)
" Someone blushing and all haa? ", there she goes teasing me. " Aisa.. Aisa kuch nahi hai okay! ", I shrugged her off. . "Achha kab mila raha hai apni Shri se? ", she asked. I love how she says that. Apni Shri. Meri Shri. Sounds so amazing na?
" Aap Nagpur aao toh sahi. ", I told her. " Ha yaar,Kartik! I so want to visit Nagpur par time hi nahi milta. ", she said making a puppy face.
Her words taking me back. We are actually turning out to be like our parents. Aren't we? (There's.. There's nothing like that, okay!) (So when are you making me meet your Shri?) (You come to Nagpur na!) (Yes yaar, Kartik. I so want to visit Napur, but I don't get time only.)
Tai must have guessed that I was lost in thoughts as I heard her speak, " Kartik, jyada maat soch baccha. Tu aaj aaya na yaha. You are not like Mumma-Dad. You are not ignoring your people for work. Don't drown yourself in guilt, baccha. " I just nodded slightly to her words. "Aacha atleast Shri ki photos toh dikha! ", she said, changing the topic. " Aise kaise? You are trying to invade in our privacy lady! ", I complained to her, ready for a childish argument. " Hohhh! Tune bhi toh mere aur Nishu ke pictures dekhe the yaad hai! ", she reminded me of the time when I was the third wheel between her and Jiju. " Woh toh aapne isliye dikhaye the because you needed my help at that point to convince mom and dad. Okay! ", I reminded her. " Acha tuje nahi lagegi kya. Help? ", she shrugged questioning me. " Nahi! ", I blurted it out. Tai was taken aback for seconds before I heard her speak. She looked at me with an indecipherable gaze as she said, " Kartik.. But mumma? ", " Tai.. See.. I know that's a thing of concern. Par on my side I know it very much clearly, it's Shri or no one else. Today and Always.It's only and only Shri. No one else. ", I told her sincerely staring directly into her eyes. She looked at me and smiled a bit as she ruffled my hair. Our dance which was more of a talking affair came to an end as we walked off.
