The Day They Met

Chapter 1

Tujhe yaad, kar liya hai, Aayat ki tara. Kaayam tu hogai hai, rivayat ki tarah

"Ananya! Hurry up!" Ahana shouted while bringing the bags outside the door. "Coming!" Ananya said and ran to the door. "We are late!" Ahana said. "We are not!" Ananya said.

"God whatever, where is the cab?" Ahana asked, tensed. "It's here," she said and they both ran. The reached the airport and took their flight back to Bareilly, their home.

Meanwhile.....

"Come on yaar, today Sharma ji's daughters are coming back," Advait whined. "Yaar, I am not interested," Ayaan said and rolled his eyes. "Fine, I am not lending you my bike," Advait said. "God! Fine," Ayaan whined and they sat on the bike and rode to Sharma ji's house.

The door was normally opened so they knocked and entered. "Morning uncle," Advait said. "Advait, Ayaan. Come come," Sharma ji said while chewing his pand.

Ananya and Ahana's mother gave birth to Ahana in India first. Then, she flew off to America to do her dream job and by there, she was pregnant with Ananya. They both hadn't visited their father in four years. They really missed him.

Sadly, their mother had died due to cancer and year back. Ahana, being the elder one never showed her vulnerability. While Ananya on the other hand never failed to express herself.

Ananya and Ahana sat in the rickshaw. "Bhaiya, ye lo adress," Ahana said. Even though the two sisters lived in America for very long, they hadn't forget their language and culture.

They reached and the girls hoped out of the rickshaw. They took their bags and entered the house. "Papa!" the girls shouted and ran to hug their father. "I missed you too," their father said.

Advait and Ayaan stood up. Ayaan looked at Ahana. Her beauty was mesmerizing. He knew he was never going to forget her. Her smile was a killer. It could cure a wounded person immediately.

Advait looked and Ananya with Daisy eyes. Her dimples, her lips her eyes everything was to die for. She was a beautiful woman. He had never seen a woman that beautiful.

"Papa, who are they?" Ananya asked, showing her bright smile to the boys.  "This is Advait, he is my friend's son," Mr Sharma introduced. Ananya got lost in his ln his eyes when she looked at them. He was a really good looking guy.

He brought his hand out for her to shake and she did with her smile on. "And him?" Ahana said, referring to Ayaan. "He is Ayaan, my other friends son," papa introduced again.

"H.... Hi," Ayaan said taking his hand out for her to shake. "Hi," she replied, shaking his hand, not really sure why he was stuttering. "Come on, I'll show you your room," papa said and took them up.

When they went up, Ayaan dropped on the chair and was blanked. "Regret coming here?" Advait asked with a smirk. "Not at all," Ayaan said.