And the story ends..?

Chapter 14

Swayam's POV

The morning I was dreading to face became perfect when I was dancing at my studio and Kriya called to sort things out. I was relieved and felt at peace. I was actually looking forward to the day now.

Earlier in life I was scared of feeling such things like loving someone more than yourself, caring for them and the most important one giving them control over your emotions and heart. They could influence your life in worst way possible or could make it a bliss. With Kriya there wasn't a shred of fear, in fact I fancied all these things with her. I wanted to lover her, I wanted to care for her. 

But have you ever realised that by a single word or by a small misunderstanding your world could come crashing down on you and you won't even know how to save it. I think I do now, I can't afford to lose her so if she wouldn't have called I would have done it and if it required begging her, hell I would have done that too.

After talking to her I straight went to the shoot location and started my rehearsals with dancers and the main artist. It went great because I was in a good mood.

It was past 2 in the noon when I came home. As I entered I felt relaxed. It was still quiet but at least it held more familiar and comfortable vibe now. Did it sense our resolve? Maybe...

I went to take shower and then to the kitchen area to see what our super maid had prepared. SALAD... yuckkkkk....

I was not in mood of anything healthy so I ordered donuts and a pizza and kept the salad back in the fridge. I called her so that I could tell her that before she started her cooking for the day she had to ask me in the morning if I was okay with Kriya's menu or not. She gave her a proper list of my food to be prepared. She wasn't conscious for herself but when it came to me she would starve me for days if I ate something junk. She said that my abs will get affected. She was kind of obsessed with them and I loved it so I was strict with my diet too but today I wanted to celebrate so I ordered. Will have to sweat harder tomorrow I thought to myself.

After finishing my meal I went on to meet my hired interior designer. I was planning a surprise for Kriya. The spare room that we had in our apartment, I was going to convert it into a 'Friends' themed room and modify it for Kriya's many talents like dancing, writing, reading, sketching and painting. The room was spacious enough and well-built so it wasn't going to require a lot of work. Just painting it again with new show pieces and furniture would do and it would be the best surprise ever. I was proud of myself.

"Guys I want you to complete everything by the time I'll be back from Leh okay. I want to surprise her" I said to the team politely as well as seriously so that they know not to mess with it.

"I am going for some work so you guys can just discuss and let me know the final thing" I added and then left. The meeting was long but was worth it. It was 8 in the night now so I had to hurry to reach the mall in my area.

It had a shop which made customized items on order. Maximum furniture I was going to order online but those special 'friends' themed show pieces I had to order on that shop. It took me twenty minutes to reach the mall and I parked my car and headed straight to the shop 'Kaarigari' (Handicrafts). I showed the owner all the pictures I downloaded from google of Monica's and Chandler's apartment. It would take a week to make all of them so I ordered the peephole frame, some lamp tops, some bowls plus those big cups with central perk written on it on urgent basis.

As I was heading to parking lot something glittery caught my eyes. When I looked in that direction I saw a dress in ZARA. It was a gorgeous!!! Royal blue in color with thin straps, all sequined and the length reached mid-thigh. My mind by itself evoked the memory of that day when she surprised me by wearing one at a launch party of one of my show. I was stumped and speechless, she looked just WOW and I wanted to see her again in a dress. After that day she completely stopped wearing them as she realised that she was not able to sit the way she wanted to, was not able to walk freely and was getting conscious after every few minutes. My tomboy!!  It wasn't that I didn't like her in t-shirt, she was beautiful in every way but when she was out of her element... that particular phase... that was only for me. It was special to me so call me selfish but I wanted more of it.