Part (4)

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The stream and aroma of typical south indian style filter coffee filled the whole room as Nandini being herself was consumed with her work typing frantically in her laptop with a black framed glass stayed put above her cute nose and taking sip from the mug , she has promised herself she won't think about him anymore but failed each time so she buried herself in excess amount of work and being her just a request from her colleague and friend Namrata she agreed to do her share of work too so for once ,  she could suppress the urg to knock the door of a perticular person who didn't spared her a single glance since a week . And two because Namrata or di what she calls her is 4 months pregnant she wanted to help her in any way she could so she agreed.but again the main reason remain to distract her mind from his thoughts .

Yes , a week has been passed when he took the steps back to his apartment and never since she saw him , some time she debated with herself weither to knock on his door and talk with him but never got the courage to do so . She would purposely kept her door ajar which resulted her being friends with the Vayas family , it was a small family of two married couple with a girl of age 7-8 named Riya .
Smita her mother was also a Lovely lady in her mid 30's  and they kept her company all the day.

Her fingers stopped typing  as her mobile vibrated stretching her hand she picked up devise to see an official mail "All the bank managers of Mumbai are asked to be present in a video conferencing with state officials tomorrow 10:00 am "  she kept her mobile aside after reading the mail and pulled out her glasses rubbing her eyes in process in tiredness , she has been working since 3 hours and her eyes hurt at this point of time.

She quickly exits all the files and closed her laptop placing it along side her mobile and laid down on the plus size couch in exhaustion this couch has become her bed ever since she shifted here she would eat , work sleep, chat everything over it , it's that much comfortable  she didn't even felt the need to move inside the bedroom nor her body allowed her .  Her eyes were open looking at nowhere in perticular she contemplated weither she should stay here by her own self or to arrange something so she could go back her home in Mirzapur , her mother is daily Calling her asking about her health and asked her to come back home as the lockdown period is not seen ending any time soon , but she is not sure , living alone is not a problem for her infact it gave her peace and space she always in need but as the situation is getting bad day by day she feared what if anything happens to her or her parents and if  one need  the other how will she manage all this she kept on debating with herself over all the possibilities and was trying to come up with a practical solution.

Knock

She would have missed the  sound of knock if she wasn't awake like a zombie at 2 am in the living room , she waited for another minute to make sure she heard it right but came none , 2 minutes passed and no sound was heard after the first , ' I might have miss heard it ' she concluded and rested her right hand over her forehead in a relaxed position ready to sleep off her tiredness.

Knock

Knock

She jumped out of the couch when she heard it and it got confirmed there was someone on the other side of the door knocking without realising it's midnight already , fear is shadowing her who it could be ? Not someone who is related to her because they are stuck in their homes , Smita's name came on her mind but she shook it out of the window as she has given her number if in any need she just needs to call , the only persons name came on her mind after pondering over her thought is of Manik , she didn't knew what came on her as she rushed towards the door hand get a hold of the door knob but without twisting it she relaxed her breathing and stood in her tip of toes to get a glimpse of the person outside the door to confirm her doubt , it was him though she couldn't saw his face but only his shoulder was visible from that hight but she knew those features well enough , she slowly twisted the door knob and opened it.

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