AR OS BAARISH (PART TWO)
THE RAIN FALLING REMINDS ME OF YOU
BECAUSE IT'S FALLING HARD, JUST LIKE I AM FOR YOU
Mohhabat ki shuruwat toh hum dono ke dilo me ho gai thi..
Par mai nahi chahti thi ki aisa kuch ho..
Wo kisi aur ka tha..
Aur mai,well mera mohhabat se koi vasta nahi tha..
Phir kyu ye ho raha tha..
Na mai janna chahti thi aur na mai mehsus karna chahti thi..
Par aap kitni bhi koshish kar le, baarish se muh pherna mumkin hai kya?
Hawao ki Tarah.. Ya pani ki boondo ki Tarah hume mehsus dila hi jati hai
Aur agar ye na ho toh aasman me badal garaj jate hai.. joro ki bijliya chamakti hai..
Mujhe toh sab kuch mila.
Pata hi nahi chala ki mausam badal gaya. Mohhabat ki barish hui aur mai puri tahar bheeg gai.
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Standing there, in rain, Armaan kissing me, yet I couldn't get my mind at place.
I jerked him away," what the hell Armaan??"
"I am so sorry Riddhima.. shit.."
"Yeah, you should be." I say very disappointed. I told him there's nothing going to happen between us and yet here we are.
"I know , I know.. I just saw you in the spotlight and ... shit.. I am sorry Riddhima.." he says and he means it. I can see regret clear in his eyes.
Calming myself, I take a deep breath then look at him again," look Armaan. I don't want it to get complicated. Just please. Don't do anything like this again.."I turn and start walking inside the hall.
When we reach home after the function is over, I go straight to bed without my coffee. I tell baba I will have it before sleeping.
Changing into comfortable clothes, I stand in front of the mirror. My eyes staring at my lips into the mirror.
Then a smile creeps in and I touch my lower lips. This was my first kiss. I haven't had any relationships or anything before.
I know I can't fall in love but I also know there's some part of me that likes Armaan too. I feel it inside me. When he looks at me and I sense it, it never happened before. I just hope whatever this feeling is, it never grow.
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The next few days were something like this. On sunday, we totally ignored each other. I was at the supermarket till 1 then I went to meet one of my colleagues. After coming home, made a thermos full of coffee.I went in my room and never came out.
After that, the week was at school busy working. He again skipped the whole week of dinner telling baba he'd probably be late almost every day.
On friday night, baba is making dinner. I am checking some class tests I took, having my coffee.
Armaan comes all drenched. He looks at me then at baba and smile,"baba aj mai dinner ke liye aa raha hu..kya bana rahe ho?"
"Paneer burji aur parathe.." baba answers. He smiles saying okay and looks at me.
I give him a half smile. It's become so awkward between us that how to talk to him is a question now.
I get back to checking my paper when he comes sitting next to me," can we talk after dinner?"
"Sure.." I say unsure. I look at him and he is smiling.
He gets up and walks to his quarters.
