Dev and Trisha

the new guy

Trisha found the air fresh and the day bright, her first day to her interior designing class was actually not bad, the students in there were polite and friendly enough to smile and greet the new foreign student wearing a short kurta and pencil pants. She understood that the language french was too important here more than English, Though she had opted for an English offering course , french was used much there .After the class got over the professor promised her
To send the notes translated for her and she was grateful. Though Trisha was a good company to be with Dev, Trisha isn't the kind who'll easily go mix up with new people. She was a low key introvert, after saying byes to her fellow students she got down the stairs, there was a small coffee shop next and she decided to treat herself with a coffee. She entered the shop to find it with a few people , she sat on the table that was free opposite to the counter , she looked at the guy standing and she was surprised to find "Surya" well obviously not him but somebody that looked so much like him but he was looking like a Parisian. Surya was the biggest crush of Trisha back in her teens and she couldn't get over the fact that a similar better looking guy is here. He was a tall yet a lean guy with thick lashes and brows, his lips were pouty and he had a sharp flared nose.Suddenly she felt the same knot in her stomach not being able to look at him or approach him, just like in her teens so Trisha exited the cafe and felt better

Trisha entered home to find Dev already in his pyjamas. Dev was sitting in the sofa facing the wall
" I think we need a tv"
" Just for six months?" She asked
" Maybe a projector"
" That's a great idea" she said with excitement
" I've been thinking of adding a bit of life to our home, I mean this house" she finished
" Sure why not, so how's new course"
" Was good, I think we need a french tutor"
" Yes we do" he agreed

The second day of class got over and the students left, Trisha involuntarily went to the same cafe to find the same guy at the same place and like a school girl she stole glances at him , it occurred to her to send a picture to Meghna because they both crushed on Surya together, she casually placed the phone to capture him and in the screen he wasn't there so she looked up and he still wasn't there and then her heart skipped a beat
"Hé mademoiselle, ce n'est pas comme ça que vous flirtez avec un gars ici. vous l'aimez alors vous venez lui parler" he was so close to her and the words were flowing out like honey out of his mouth but her expression was blank as she couldn't understand anything, she smiled at him sheepishly.
"étrangère(foreigner) " he mumbled and then he started to think.
" Mmm, you like a man . you come talk . No looking looking everyday. " He winked at her. Roshni was completely bowled that he knew her intentions and she felt too embarrassed to look at him but she managed
" No it's not like that, I need to go"
Trisha immediately got up and left leaving him there. This whole experience made her feel kind of cheap , though she and Dev didn't consider this marriage as one ,they were a married couple indeed , she decided that she needed a hot bath to overcome this situation so she took her towel and entered the bathroom.

Dev was cursing himself for not remembering where he kept the USB, if it isn't in my laptop bag then where would I have kept it . Wondering about it he opened the flat's door and it struck him that its in his yesterday's worn pant's pocket, he hurried to the toilet but in a blink of an eye he collided with Trisha who just exited the toilet after a long hot bath, the steam and the exotic shampoo's aroma escaping out in the background, he held her on both the shoulders to stop her slipping from the slippery floor . It felt like a misty garden and she was like a soft velvety flower, the droplets of water glistening in her collar bone like diamonds.

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