The Naivety Of A Heart (Original Unedited Version)

Chapter 10- Moments Like This!

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Moments, the special memories or simply a second which changes everything for you in a spur. They might be good or bad, painful or romantic, or worse exceptionally heartbreaking but every moment takes you down a certain memory lane, when you are alone or even when you feel a void in your heart. Every moment says something, every juncture of life has a special signifance to your personality because they are not just for name sake, they are those noteworthy seconds of ones life which helps you to shape up your personality and guide you in a way, that your own concious and subconcious will pave way for you to improve on a better scale. Now that one moves on a better path, then surely they will experience a variety of emotions too which will connect them to their inner conscience, the nerve of which is directly related to that one organ which pumps the blood throught out their body.

It was early morning, as Aayush laid wide awake in his bed resting his head on his one arm while the fingers of his other hand kept on caressing the fabric of the bed sheet while his mind was simply roaming around the one name, which has now started to mean something more than necessary.

He sat up straight and ran his fingers in his hairs, whole night he had been awake lamenting over his own words which he told Raisha few hours back. He didn't knew why he said them, or did he even meant them from the bottom of his heart or not but all he knew that their relationship was changing gradually with each passing day and it was scaring him away.

"Dammit! What has got in me? Why is everything coming down to her only?" He cribbed annoyed at his ownself and started pacing around his room.

"If you behave like this, then definitely everyone is going to know that you are becoming insane for a girl!" He chided himself and opened the door of his balcony to take in the fresh air and the second he stepped out his heart skipped several beats just by seeing the natural beauty infront of him.

Raisha stood in her balcony, drying her hair with the towel humming a soft tune which made his soul feel the beauty of her song. She was lost in her activity that she didn't even noticed him staring at her keenly until his voice broke her reverie, "Talent number 3!"

Hearing his husky voice early in the morning, she immediately looked up and straightened herself to see him smirking like an idiot while his eyes were dancing in mischief. She sighed and started to leave, when he threw a small flower at her plucking it from the pot that was kept on the floor.

"What is this?" She asked picking up the flower from the floor and showing it to him on her palms. Instead of replying her, he crossed the small gap between the balconies and jumped on her side, making her roll her eyes at him.

"Did you just roll your eyes at me?" He asked leaning on the wall, crossing his arms over his chest while his lips were having a hint of smile which made him look all the more cute and adorable in the morning light.

"Well, when you are behaving like teenagers, what am I suppose to do?" She answered sweetly batting her eyelashes at him while he glared at her for calling him a teenager.

"I don't get how come everything on this floor is attached to each other?" She asked confused still not getting the logic of a common washroom and now, even their balconies were side by side. Absolutely Remarkable!

"Maybe because the builder felt that in future we were going to stay here so not to trouble us more, by keeping us on seperate floors, he made these rooms, joining everything!" He replied with a wicked grin on his face making her shook her head at him.

"What type of explaination is that?"

"A type which the naive, sweet and secretive Raisha can't understand!" He replied with humor evident in his tone and she looked down in embarrassment on being caught. Why did he have to catch her red-handed always? Couldn't he stay in his territory only?