Bridge

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Well yeah it's been long I know that
But anyways
Hieeeee
I'm here,, hehe

Me to me:-Or kitni weird harkate bro😑😑

Ok ignore that 😄😄
Let's get reading

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"Alright, mam will be there soon don't worry" Tina had this tension in her voice that made sonakshi and dev think about the possibilities of all important people dying, okay I know that it's bad manners but ok we generally get tensed hearing half news thinking of someone's death and most weird part is, after that thought we hope and pray JO MAINE SOCHA WO GALAT HO BHAGWAN PLEASEE PLEASE PLEASE.

Tell me if you can relate with.

"Tina what happened, is everything okay?" Sonakshi asked with great concern.

See, told ya☺

"Mam actually.. Mr.Desai got a call from the lonavala construction site and they are asking for you as they tried calling Delhi head office but couldn't contact you, and now they are in pretty rage and warned Mr.Desai" Tina told her everything she has been told on call by Mr.Desai.  Now what do you think should be sonakshi's reaction? Let me tell you the obvious answer.

"Now who the fuck is this Desai Tina"
Yeah right, she doesn't give a fuck with the names of her employees.

"Excuse me, I highly apologise to your respect but you cannot say anything abusive for my father"
Tell me you all were expecting Dev to be a nice son because I know you were guys and that's satisfying for me, but who is not happy here is SONAKSHI BOSE.

She staunches him a look saying WHAT-THE-LITERAL-FUCK.
Her witty business mind started running thinking about all the permutations and combinations about why the lonavala workers would call Dev's father?

"Mr.Desai is the manager of Navi Mumbai hotel mam, the one we are staying at" Finally.....Finally my favourite person, the most intelligent and intellect saved the earth.

"Oh god, you could have said that earlier" and that made her really relaxed because....Anyways leave it's a long story.

"Lets get going then..
And yeah Tina pack our stuffs we are leaving for lonavala tomorrow morning" Sonakshi ordered and proceeded towards the front seat.
Dev followed her and went to the driver's one while Tina too sat inside.

The journey was a silent one. The lonavala scoundrels really shitted because by observing her mood evolution, Dev was pretty sure he could have constructed a friendly bond between the two but here she is back to her bossy mood which won't allow an employee like him to be her friend and yeah you must be thinking an employee and boss can be friends, fuckers Fanything( just to maintain the alliteration, I'm a poetic person and I suck😌) but  why not..........
Oh wait! Did u hear that?

Musafir hun yaron...
Na ghar h na thikana..
Heheeeeeeeeeeee
Tnntttnnnttnnnttnnn

He looked at the radio and found a painted nail of an index on the Fm button and ohhhh! That's her....
Isn't that a big surprise by me guys.........!
Yeah yeah I know im a great writer and of course I don't brag😌😌

Story/plot/dev-sonakshi:- are we joke to you☺☺?
Alright sorry😅

He looked at her and she was already looking at him with this very different look. Is that helplessness? Is her eyes asking something from him? Is she tensed? What the fuck she is doing to him? Yeah ok he talks to plants but he never thought he will examine countenance and read eyes.
They both actually shared an eye contact making a bridge crossing through one pair of hazel black orbs to the another honey brown pair.
The bridge passed vulnerability, expectation and apeal for support + ambiguousness, YES SAY WHAT YOU WANT statement.

But soon the bridge broke because, gadi chalate time aaju baju nhi dekhne ka re baba.

Ek raah ruk gyi
To or jud gyi...
Mai muda to sath sath
Raah mud gyi..
Hawa ke paro me mera aashiyana

Musafir hun yaron..
Na ghar h na thikana..
Mujhe chalte jana h han..
Bas chalte jana.......

And you all know when lyrics start making sense to you and you start relating to them, you are wasted..
That's what started happening to her, but this one made her feel nice and like someone, for the first time ever, understood her and she is not alone in this orange shaped planet.

The way back to hotel went with kishor da(singer of the above song) on loop and she looking outside the window leaning her head over it.

What was it exactly of which she was sad?
This thought was running in Dev's mind all the while he was playing with gears and steering.

Next day morning, 7 am

She took her luggage outside her room and now looking out for the last time if there's anything left in the room, and there she found it.....Her charger.
She leans to take her charger and her eyes fell on this one white small lily hiding behind the couch lying as nihilist for the world to care about.
She picked it up and smiled reminding all those incidents happened to her in past two days or precisely all those incidents happened between her and Dev between two days.
Yesterday in the car, she was upset to the core thinking about the end of her journey with him as she will have to move to lonavala, the thing she came for. And most importantly, what made her more upset that something LIKE THIS made her upset, she wasn't like this. What the fuck is he doing to her?
The last eye contact was expected and unexpected at the same time.

"Mam, let's go" Tina called her out and that made her hide the little lily in her handbag and hurry to the door. She closed the door looking at the mirror, which was exactly in front of the door.

Walking down the stairs she found almost all the staff and workers standing in collective noun and looking at her as they were in the midnight to welcome her.

She smiles looking at them and shakes a hand with Mr.Desai, whom she now know by name.

"Thank you so much for coming mam, we are highly grateful to you and kind apologies for any inconvenience or lack in hospitality, it was surely unintentional" Mr.Desai likes his job too much.

"No no Mr.Desai, I thoroughly enjoyed here and you all did a great job. I will surely give you all some promotion once I get back to head office." She is a human and that's proved here.
Her eyes kept looking out for something she really wanted to bid adieu.

Suddenly some hustle happened in the crowd and people parted to make a way for the hero to enter.

Coz you know celebrities late entry marte h😎

There he is, with a bouquet in his hand of black roses. He is late like he was in their first meet. She smiled. With eyes not lips. They share the bridge the contact again and this time they have the same conversation going on in their mind saying just one thing

Stay.

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I'm sorry nibbas and nibbis, the precap I gave in the previous chapter couldn't get completed here coz my battery is
running really low so can't type more.

Anyways, do tell me if you like it n precap is still the same.

Have a good-day, Oreo, bourbon parle G whatever the fuck u like.

Me to me:- bhot ghatiya joke mare ho☺☺ ant ka samay aa gya h, kood jao bistar se neeche.

Anyways I should end it before my phone turn off even before saving this chapter n I'll be doomed to hell.

Ok bye
Shruti

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