Ik mulaqat mein, baat hi baat mein. Unka yun muskurana ghazab ho gaya
"Ahana, this is your room," Papa said.
Ahaha placed all her bags on the floor. She would unpack later. She went to see Ananya's room.
It was just as beautiful as hers. They went back to hall. "Ok, so Ayaan and Advait will show you around the town. I have some errands to run," Papa said and left. "I wanna go to a temple," Ahana said. "I wanna go to a museum," Ananya whined.
"Ok, how about. I will Ananya to the museum. And Ayaan will take Ahana to a temple," Advait suggested. They all nodded. Ahana went and change into her suit.
"Why are you wearing white?" Ayaan asked. "I have my reasons," Ahana replied. They both went out and sat on his bike.
"Nice bike," she said. "Thanks," Ayaan sat and held the handles. Ahana start behind him and held his shoulders for support. He was a pro at riding so he fixed the mirror on her face to check whether she was scared when he rode fast.
He drove the bike. He went fast and saw her face, she was smiling. She really was enjoying herself. They reached the Mandir and entered. Ahana brought her fingers to the bell and pushed it.
She went on her knees, joined her hands and shut her eyes. "Mama, you told me that you and papa got married at this temple. It's been one year of you passing away. I really miss you. I hope you are doing all well. I love and miss you mama," she thought and opened her eyes.
Ayaan was outside of the Mandir. He didn't really like going there. "Why didn't you come inside?" she asked him after taking the prasad. "Didn't feel like," he said.
Meanwhile....
Ananya and Advait were walking in the museum. Ananya was mesmerized with the paintings. "This is my favorite," she said pointing to a painting of a man and woman kissing. She looked at him. "Do you think so?" she asked. "Yeah," he said.
They walked more. "Shall we?" he asked after walking there for another hour. She nodded. They sat on his bike.
They sat on the bike and he drove. He was not really paying attention to the road. Why would he when he had a gorgeous woman behind him. Her hands were on his shoulder for support and he even love that little touch. They reached home. While Ayaan and Ahaana were still roaming around...
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The Day They Met
RomanceTwo sisters come back from America to India to meet their father. What happens when two boys from her neighborhood catch a glimpse of their beauty. Read to find out...