When It rains (Continuing in The new book)

Part 2

Kacchi hawa, kaccha dhuaan ghul raha
Kaccha sa dil lamhe naye chun raha

Its indeed a new feelings, which was blossoming between these two.

Kacchi si dhoop, kacchi dagar phisal rahi
Koi khada chupke se keh raha

Both of them were unaware of this new development new attraction. They found each other cute, weird yet their strings of hearts got entangled with each other.
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They finally got themselves on their feet. They composed their stances.
"so.. Yeh Shaadi wala video nehi hain..naah!! are you sure?" He smiled.
"hmm sure" She nodded, getting embarrassed.
"Ok You may go now.
wait... wait... one sec, did you open this pane?"
"Haa.... yeah yeah.. woh barish ruke hain ke nehi dekhne ke liye" Her answer was.
"Its okay. In fact if you had not opened, I would open that."
" Barish ke boondon ko chhu ne ke liye" the last line he said in an inaudible tone, looking outside the window.
A subtle smile beamed on her face. She left the cabin.
"Toh I was say..." He astounded.. the room seemed so silent "Where is she, Ajeeb ladki hain, Professionalism bhi nehi janti.. huh" He faked anger.
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Her work was done. Normal Office hour was over. She was heading towards the parking place where her Champa was parked (We all know WHO is Champa :) ) Again Stormy wind had started to blow. She opened her 'Chhatri'.. that was when She again saw him there at the parking place.
He was literally enjoying the rain. Hein!????
Stretching the hands sideways, Face turned upward, He was there enjoying 'Bin Mausam ke Barish'
"Hein!? February ke barish mein bhigne ka matlab sab garbar hain upar mahol mein inke" She gestured as if he was a mad.
His black blazer was laid against the bonnet of his Grey coloured sedan.
"Admi hain ke pyajama"
"Sir.. Sir" she forgot her champa, Her daily 'bazar' on the way to her home, perhaps She forgot herself, her 'Professional' mind was trying hard to restrain her speed. but in vain....
She almost RAN towards him :D
"Is everything okk with you, sir" She uttered in her typical Anika style.
Shivaay opened his eyes, breaking the trance.
"You have not still....what are you doing here.. haan" he got disturbed immensely.
" Sorry sir, But main aise kisiko aise bin mausam ke barish mein bin karaan(reason) vigte nehi dekh sakti.." She made a face.
"Tumhe kya, Main vig jayu, Dance karu, Gaana gayu.. Whats Your problem"
"Aapko Michmichi nehi hota"
That was the first time He learned there is a word named MICHMICHI in this world.
"Mi..Mi kya"
"Michmichi.. haww Aapko michmichi nehi pata. You dont know michmichi"
"Nehi pata.. and even i dont want to know. okay"
"Mujhe kya, maine ek billa ko kabhi pani ki ore tak nehi kabhi jate dekha" She tried to giggle.
Thankfully their meaningless chat was getting disturbed with the sound of rain, occassionally. So this line went totally unheard!
Finally getting all irritated with this sudden disturbance.. He spoke "Listen i am in no mood to talk to you, will see you tomorrow in my office." He gave a stern look and got in the car and drove off after winding the glass window up.
"Kisiko achha suggestion dena vi kya galat hain..tu katle Anika before this bagad billa would again appear" She murmured under her breath. She went to her champa
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ill the time, everything between them was very much formal in all senses. Although sometimes it went in informal way also. like The last day, At the parking place, Their argument was more of an informal kind, in their language, more 'unprofessional' way !
After reaching home, all-annoyed Shivaay felt a lil cold. He set his room's air conditioner at normal room temperature for his comfort, went to his wardrobe, in order to take his 'LOVE' (pile of tablets, capsules, and syrup), When he was about to take a tablet, his eyes fell on his left wrist, rather on the red mark of nails typically causing a bruise.
"Fhat the.." he could not complete, A scene flashed upon his mind.
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"is everything okk with you sir" exclaiming in typical Anika style, She held his hand, and made him turn around.