Chapter - 08

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Shreya: Maine waha kisi ko dekha.

Daya: Kaha?

They both got down and Daya searched around and couldn't find anyone.

Daya: Dekha, koi bhi nahi tha.

Shreya: Aap ne sahi se check kiya na? koi bhi nahi tha?

Daya: Nahi baba, koi nahi hai yaha.

Shreya was feeling a little nervous and on edge. She still thought there was someone there when they were both in the car. She looked at Daya a little nervously and said: Aap thodi der yehi rukenge? Mujhe bohot darr lag raha hai.

Daya: Shreya, darne ki koi baat nahi hai. main yahi hu tumhare paas.

Shreya smiled and turned to enter her apartment when she slipped and was about to fall but Daya grabbed her in time. His strong arm was around her waist and her face was inches away from his. Her heart was racing and she was turning red because his stare was penetrating right through her heart.

Daya: Mujhe tumse pyaar ho gaya hai pari.

Shreya smiled ever so slightly and lowered her gaze. He looked on.

Daya: Tumhe kuch nahi kehna?

Shreya: ... main...

Daya: main kya?

Shreya: main... main...

Daya's free hand slid up to her neck and he let his hand caress her hair. She closed her eyes in anticipation and was breathing heavily. He was inching his face closer to hers in an attempt to kiss her soft lips. He was now at most an inch or two away from her. She could feel his breath on her cheek near her lips.

Daya almost in a whisper: main kya?

Shreya opened her eyes and saw him that close. She smiled and tried to push him but couldn't because he was too strong. After a bit of protest, she just stood there with her head resting on his shoulder and her arms tightly wrapped around him. He planted a kiss on her forehead and hugged her tight.

Daya: Pari...

Shreya: hmm

Daya: kya soch rahi ho?

Shreya: yehi ki aapne mujhme aisa kya dekh liye ki mujhse pyaar karne lage?

Daya: Tumhe pehli baar dekha tab se tumhara hogaya. Aaj bhi tumhari tasveer ko dekhe bina mujhe nind nahi aati. Par ab jab tum meri zindagi mein aagayi ho to tasveer ki kya zaroorat hai.

Shreya: Tasveer? Meri tasveer apke paas kaise?

Daya: Yaad hai restaurant mein sab photos le rahe the? tab tumhari maine le li thi.

Shreya smiled: Aap ke paas yeh do saal guzaarne ke liye meri photo thi par mere paas sirf aapka yeh jacket. Pata bhi nahi tha ki aapse dobara milungi ya nahi. bohot mushkil se guzaare hain maine yeh do saal.

Daya now trying to get her to say that she too likes him: Acha, mujhse kyu milna chahti thi?

Shreya: Aapse apni dil ki baat batane.

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