Neighbor Next Door√√

'Chapter- 6'

Days passed, famous Shivika fight was gaining popularity. By now everybody knew, they can never come in terms with each other. Only if they knew the reality!

Their society meetings would always mark a new fight, their neighbours enjoyed their banter, it will always be childish and immature. The only thing they don't know is the equation between them,Only two people, involved knew it wasn't childish.

How they start it, it's not even in picture, they don't need reason to differ in opinions, their natural behavior itself is repellent, their last encounter was different, after that day something stuck inside their concise.

Gathering seated themselves for a monthly meeting, at society community Hall. Shivaay hates to get involved in these type of public gatherings. He would have avoided it too. He is bound by the society's rule . Well, that the disadvantage of living in an apartment.

Completely uninterested, he had better things to do in life, solving plumbers wages is not his cup of tea. Shivaay starts scrolling down on his phone. A moment later he saw Annika. She sat in front of him, all huffed and puffed. She is not punctual, never, she knew, now everyone in the society did. They ignored her. Only one pair of cat eyes kept scrutinizing her, she is not her usual self. She looked tired he thought, even though she was listening to their conversation but her manners were out of the place. As if something is bothering her. Shivaay felt uneasy, he saw faint line of water forming in her eyes. May be her eyes giving her trouble, you know she wears glasses!!!or... something went into her eyes, there's such dust all around!!!.....then why she is not rubbing it? No... it's not dust....Why is she behaving so aloof?She did not even made an eye contact, she did not roll her eyes while looking at me. He thought.

She sat exactly opposite him, it was easy to keep gaze on her without being awkward, he looked constantly towards her. Something has definitely changed between them. And it all begin with their last fight, which took them to a different aspects.

Few days back.

Shivaay parked his car inside the apartment. He had a very tiring day at his office. Finally, after a month he is able to work through office. He is trying very hard to not get affected by people's dodgy eyes .

Getting out of the car, he saw few children still playing outdoors. He hated indiscipline kids. He won't let that happen to his children he thought. Children!!! where did they came from? He pressed 8th floor button, slightly smiling at the memory of that floor, few week back. That was hell of the day. That day and now, so any fights, uncountable irritated days passed, but she, is same. Immature, arrogant, stupidly arrogant to be precise. He hated her clumsiness, her untidiness. Her carefree demeanor. His neighbor Annika. As if she was in cue, she opened her door.

He hate to fake things, she stood looking at him, constantly. He smiled, a forceful smile. Well, he thought it is polite to smile and he is being civil ,by not taking up any fight. She thought otherwise. (Repellent nature you know) May be she hated fake people more than arrogant ones.

"So...Mr. fake Singh Oberoi, how was your day? " She said annoyed by his not so attractive jesture. She likes it when he shows her his tadi and attitude, it suits him . May be she likes to see inner self,rather than faking it all along.

He took a deep sigh in defeated manner.
"My death, even that can't make miss Trivedi happy!"

"Death?Not of those, who like to adorned a mask!" She said. Moving towards the lift.
Shivaay pulled her back.
It's enough now, how dare she say that he liked to keep a mask? he is getting restless because of their constant fights. They faught already in the morning regarding the door bell! and honestly now it's not about today or yesterday. Everyday some way or other they had clash. Naming, blaming, shouting ,breaking everything. They did everything but now it's going too far.