A story that is untold. A story that is incomplete. And a story that is unheard. Unveiling an alternate universe to Anurag and Prerna's love story in a wintery twist. As beautiful as winters. As cold as ice and as short as the season. Will they make...
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I skied down. Worry and fear vanished away as thrill and fun took over me as i glided down the snow. But i dont how i stumbled upon something and toppled down and hit my head on something really hard. And everything just blacked out for second.
"Prerna!!" i could hear him yell from the top. My eyes flickered but the image of him running towards me with all the concern and worry was clear enough to let me know that they were people who cared about me. The pain in my head was fading away. Probably because it was a small injury. Nothing so serious.
"Prerna! Are you okay?" he asked with a voice full of worry and concern as he patted my cheeks. I squeezed my eyes shut, trying to pretend as if i was unconscious though i was all in my senses. Well i loved the way he was showing his worry as he rubbed my hands and patted my cheeks. No one had ever treated me that way. Why does he always have something different from others.
"kya hua prerna ko? Yun behosh kyun padi hai?" shivani spoke as she patted me on my cheeks. Well what she did wasnt a pat, you can call it slapping. Hadd hai! Bhala koi apni behen ko behoshi se ase uthatha hai!😤
"kya kar rahi ho shivani! Aaram se!" Anurag spoke to Shivani. Aww! Isnt he just so cute! 😍 i tried hard not to blush.
"arrey Anurag! Tumhe nahi pata yeh jab neend mein kharate maarti hain to main aise hi uthathi hun aur yeh bhi ek hi baar mein uth jaati hai!"
Agghhh! Shivani i am going to kill you! I felt like getting up from his lap and beating her! Is ladki ne phir impression kharab kar diya! My face frowned as i heard Anurag and Anupam giggle in the background.
"kya! Prerna raat ko sote waqt kharate maarti hain!😂😂"
"haan.. Jaise pressure cooker mein beech beechme pressure nikalta hain vaise hi iska hai!" and three of them bursted laughing. Shivi teri khair nahi! main yahan koi behosh nahi huyi hun! I can hear everything! I wished for their attention but laughters never ended.
What the hell! Laughter show chal raha hai kya! Guys main yahan behosh hun! I need the attention here!
After all what every girl needs is just a little attention!
I coughed a little and winced in pain, though there wasnt any, to bring back their attention here.
"Prerna! Are you okay? Main paani leke aati hun." Shivani purred with concern. No matter how much she joked on me but by the end she would always prove to be the most caring and the best sister.
"Prerna!" Anurag said as i fluttered my eyes open only to be lost into his brown eyes. He caressed my hair and his touch made the butterflies dance in my stomach. He picked me with the utmost care that i dont get hurt further. I watched him. I watched his features up so close for the first time.
I never got to know that we had reached inside the changing room only when he placed me on the chair. He moved towards the locker and pulled out a first aid kit.
"Dhyan se nahi kar sakti thi tum.... Ab chot lag gayi.... Jyada dard ho raha hai?" he asked as he dragged a chair in front of me and perched on it. He pulled out the antiseptic and applied it to my forehead where there was a minor injury. But i still hissed as his fingers touched that fresh injury. He instantly stopped his finger and allowed me to adjust.
"look into my eyes!" he said as he applied the antiseptic. Thats what i was doing all this long, diving into the vast sea of his eyes deeper and deeper.
"I am okay!" i assured him and he gave a faint smile.
"u wanna go back to hotel?" he asked and i nodded in agreement. I didnt wanted to do the skiing anymore. I might sound like a kid who is always sick of going to school but all i wanted to do was go indoors and think about the new feeling that i have encountered today.
"i will take you to the car!" he said as he took my hand and help me stand up and followed me till the car.
At night
I stood on the terrace, gazing at the stars. Star gazing had always been my favourite thing i ever did. I loved star gazing from my childhood. My father would always take me to the top of the terrace and i would spend my entire night listening stories from him. But he passed away. Everything seemed empty. I never had a company to star gaze with me. Whenever i used to be sad, happy, angry, lost or alone, i would jump outdoors and talk to my 'superstar' who was up there watching his daughter down on this planet.
Today i never felt alone. I found someone who was equally as caring as loving as my father. The care and the love that i missed all these years after my father died, was fulfilled by this man whom i met 2 days ago. Would i be wrong if i say that i saw a little of my father inside him? Are people always right when they say that a girl always finds his dad in his dream man? Did i find my dream man? Am i in love?
"Prerna!" i heard someone yell in my ears. It was loud enough to bring me out of my trance and startle me.
"Anurag! Har baar kyun mujhe darate rehte ho!" I was pissed. Hamesha main hi milti hun kya bakri banne ke liye!
"Ab tum ho hi itni darpok.... Itne darpok to khargosh hote hai🐇🐇....... miss khargosh!" he chuckled.
"Khargosh 🐇🐇!! Main tumhe khargosh dikhti hun.... Mere kya do daant bahar hai!" i smacked him on his shoulder.
"haan... Meri darpok khargosh!" he once again bursted out.
"fuck you!" i lashed out as his eyes widened out. He definitely didnt expect this from me. Maybe he thought of me to be too 'sanskaari'.
"okay fine! Calm down! Lets change the topic... You like star gazing?" he asked while i smiled faintly.
"yes... i do.... I do it whenever i am confused."
"you are confused?" he implored, trying to find out the reason. While he never got an answer back.
"hey! Look at that!" he said pointing out towards the sky. A shooting star! It came down towards the ground leaving a tail behind. I remembered those days when me and father would wait for shooting stars and when they came, we would wish. This time also i made a wish. And you very well knew what wish it was. Do i have to tell you? 😜
"so.... What wish did you make?"
"we arent supposed to disclose the wishes, are we? I fear of them not getting accomplished." i said when his phone buzzed.
"haan baby! Main just nikal rahan hoon!" he said as the words rang in my ears. He signalled me a good bye, still in his phone call and walked away. I had nothing to say but i also never wanted our conversation to end. You absolutely know nothing when your heart is more confused than your head. Is he already taken. Can he not be mine? Wait why i am thinking about him? Why do I want him? Why?
