WARM ATTACHMENT

part 3

Part : 3

I was tired as viraj left my room...i thought of having bath and i went to take bath...long jeourneys are always irritating but from 2 yrs its been loving moment for me...because i am exploring different places from the age of 18 ...i loved to explore different places...in this two year i went new york,thiland,malysia,spain,tokyo and many more...i came paris today morning and accidently met these old bffs and viraj...after bath i went to a plesant sleep...and i actually had plesant one...when i woke up i found my luggage in the room...i understood it must be viraj...then i went to hall...there i saw he was doing something in lappy and was talking to someone...he was looking quite angry...but one thing came in my mind...can this cute handsome guy get angry...somewhere my subconcious replied me negatively...maybe because he is such an amazing guy....

He saw me...as before in morning he was again starin

V : good morning...

N : its evening so...now good morning ??

V : u woke up now so for u its morning...

I dont know what happen but his this line made me smile...i once thought am i mad ...why he has so much effect on me...his words broke my trance...

V : nisha ...nisha

N : yeah ...

V : what were u thinking

N : nothing...where is kritika priya and rishi..

V : kritika and priya went for shopping they wanted to take u but u were sleeping so..

N : hmm...and rishi...

V : he had somework so went

N : okk

Then we were silent for sometime ...i was feeling hungry so i thought to make something...so i asked him

N : do u want something

V : from where

His reply made me feel why i asked him like this...i would have asked him do u want to eat something it would be better...

N : kitchen...i am making something for myself so do want something

V : yeah sure...and let me help u

N : no i will do it...its ok

V : you are my guest...and i guess in indian culture guest are treated as god...so how can i let u work here and that too alone...

His this line made me feel he belives in indian culture ...but i thought he is an NRI...i thought he never went to india...but Its not important that the people stays in india only knows about indian culture...maybe his mother tought him...yeah it is possible...

N : umm...ok...even i donno where the things are in your kitchen

He smiled at me ...i thought why...and again i couldnt resist myself so asked him...

N : why r u smiling

V : umm..i cant lie to u as u hate lie..so i am telling u the truth that even i donno anything about kitchen stuff...as its not my department...

This guy is seriously making me crazy...he said truth because i hate lie...never thought will meet a guy like him ever in my life...he is honest...and i love this quility of him...i smiled at him and said

N : so we r in same train...

He got puzzled and asked me what i am saying...so i made him understand that we both doesnt know anything abt his kitchen...he laughed and said

V : lets see what happens...and asked me about cooking

N : dont worry i can cook food...at least some indian and italian dishes...

V : cool...actually we have to face this cooking problem for some days as maid took leave for 2-3 days

N : its ok...

And we heeded towards kitchen talking to each other...inbetween i asked him

N : what do u wanna eat ?? Indian or italian

V : i guess italian ...actually pasta...

N : okk...cool...pasta...i love it

V : same here...even i love pasta...

Saying this he again smiled at me ...i can see calmness and happiness in his eyes...that made me feel relax...

To be continued....