So, with all the huff and buzz the wedding preparations were going on and each passing day was become more extreme with Shravan to wait to get married to the girl of his dream and on the other side it was become extreme for Suman because of her work, her study and her '' dearest sister's wedding''.
Now a days, Naira and Shravan often used to meet for coffee or lunch. But every time she either got the call from her mother or she need to have some urgent work and needed to go .
Again they were sitting, in the small cafe, which co-incidently was Suman's cafe. the cafe was beautiful and Shravan was enjoying observing the interior, this was not the first time he had come here. He had come before once with his friend , but was unable to enjoy the vibes because of his friend's chattering.
He was busy admiring when, somebody's hand was felt on his shoulder. He took his gaze from the lady's hand till her face and a beautiful , little goofy smile took its place on his face.
Hey..
hi..
I think I'm on time. She asked with fake smile plastered on her face.
Yup, u r , because I came early. He replied.
She little scrunched her nose and again smiled.
He noticed that and asked , what happened u didn't like the cafe??
No, it is nothing like that, this is nt those types of cafe where we often go..
Ya, but I liked it because it is little cozy and also the oldman inside makes the excellent coffee.
She just smiled. And their conversation started.
He asked with hesitation, Naira u r happy with our wedding, it is not the pressure from your family, right???
She gave litttle shocked expressions and the again gave her bloody fake smile and said " Of course I'm happy Shravan " she said putting a hand on his hand and then suddenly changed her expression to the hurt one.
He gave in, I..m Sorry Naira I didn't mean to hurt you. Mai.. toh bas... aise hi..
No, Shravan(coated with extra sugar) i'm sorry I made u feel like that, I just can't explain how lucky I'm feeling, to get such a good loving and caring mn for me.
Shravan was overwhelmed with her diabitic words unknown of the fact what was waiting for him.
And then again an important call came for her, she excused and left.
Again he was not able to say anything because he was already overdozed with her extra sweet words.
He didn't feel like going early and was again busy with the observation , when his eyes fall on a bookshelf, a faint smile crept on his lips.
books..
He was always a bookworm and seeing his fetish he couldn't control.
He called one of the waiter..
excuse me..
yes, sir..
are this books just for show , I mean to say as a decoration or u allow people to read??
sir, we allow people to come and read but like libraries, we don't lend them they can come for whole day or whenever they want but they can't take it.
oh.. why?? he suddenly asked from no where.
Actually our owner is little possessive about books, specially educational and fictional novels.
oh, do u have mystery, the little kid inside him asked, as till now he had made mental note to come here often.
I don't know , I'll ask inside.., with this he left.
Shravan was eagerly waiting for the waiter to come back, but then he got the phone call and he needed to leave, he put the money on the bill box and then stood up to leave .
While opening the door he collided into someone and looked upto meet the familiar angry eyes..
He smiled and she whined," dekh kar nahi chal sakte " and a smile came across her face too..
u.. here..?? She asked, her eyes sparkling seeing her new lambu friend.
yup, mujhe in logo ne block nahi kiya.. he replied teasingly..
It was by mistake, abhi bhi suna rahe ho..
To be conti.....
Author's note...
I'm really sorry for the late update . I was unable to update because of my exams going on.
But today it got over and here is the update. Again forgive for the errors. They will meet soon.
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RomanceThis is a story about a couple having very contrasting character from each other and forced to marry and leave togther. Suman a young woman who is cheerfully,full of feminism ,a teacher by profession and also a superb kathak dancer and still struggl...