The Girl With the Red Scarf | ✔️ [DriKshit]

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RAKSHIT'S POV

I didn't know what to think when Divya and Sikhar toppled over the open door, engrossed in what looked like a passionate french kiss. Divya's back was rested against the kitchen door and when I pulled it open, she lost her balance, toppling over but Sikhar held her waist and they regained their balance.
Both of them looked flustered, embarrassed and guilty. I quickly glanced at Drishti. She looked surprised and confused and at a loss for words, just like me.

Sikhar - Bhai, you are here?!

Divya - Di, I thought you would be upstairs... I didn't...

Me - I was here to return Drishti's scarf. But I didn't know I would find you in - er - in such a state.

Drishti - If you guys will care to explain... And listen, Rakshit, Sikhar, you have to leave soon. I don't want Maasi to find us alone in the house with two guys she has never seen before.

Divya - Yeah, we will explain.

She nudged Sikhar nervously.

I crossed my arms.

Divya - Umm... Actually, we - er like each other... Err... It happened...

Sikhar - It happened in Bali and I asked her out today. We really like each other, that's it.

I was really impressed by how Sikhar found the urge to take stand for Divya, but I kept my facial expression neutral. I looked at Drishti.

Drishti - Well, if you like each other, it's fine.... I guess... Just keep your emotions in control when you are around Maasi... I think you should leave now, Sikhar, Rakshit.

Me - Yes, we will take our leave now. And Sikhar, I want a clearer explanation for this.

I waved Drishti and Divya farewell and went home with a rather embarassed looking Sikhar.

                                ~

After a dinner that comprised of slightly burnt rotis and a mixed vegetable curry, Sikhar and I went to the rooftop and he poured me a glass of wine.

~ "You like Divya, do you?"

I pulled out a cigarette and holding it between my teeth, I lit it.

~ "I do."

~ "And are you both serious about this relationship? Or is this just messing around?"

I took a long drag of my cigarette, exhaling smoke into the air in front of me.

I was only half listening to Sikhar - my mind kept wandering back to this afternoon. Drishti in the yellow saree - she looked so beautiful... The way a few strands of her hair escaped the braid and fell upon her face, the way her eyes twinkled when she laughed... The way she ate chocolates like a small kid -

~ "I don't know bhai. I have never fallen in love. But around Divya, it is different... She is not like the other girls I have dated in my entire life of twenty four years... She is - I can't even explain..."

Neither can I bound Drishti's beauty with mere words.

Was I going mad?

~ "Hmm... So, where do you think this is going?"

~ "I want to marry her."

I laughed.

~ "You have known her for less than two weeks Sikhar."

~ "No bhai, I am serious... She makes me feel what no one else does."

~ "By sticking her tongue in your mouth?"

~ "Bhai!"

~ "Sikhar, that was innapropriate. God knows what Drishti thought..."

~ "Talking about Drishti, why didn't you tell me you were going to visit her? Or -"

He looked at me, smiling one of his stupid smiles.

~ "Or what?"

~ "Or was it a private plan? You - her - alone -?"

~ "Enough, Sikhar."

~ "So, why didn't you tell me?"

I took another drab at my cigarette.

~ "I didn't tell you because it wasn't that important. Anyways -

~ "Was it so negligible that you left office after lunchtime, postponed all your meetings, bought chocolates for her himself - customising the entire box and then showered, changed clothes and went to her house?"

So, he had heard about that. My stupid secretary, Vinay.

I kept silent. 

Sikhar continued.

~ "Rakshit bhai, I knew you as someone who never missed work, no girl, no emergency, nothing. You are a true workaholic. And anyways, you never skipped work just to visit Lavanya. You even carried your laptop to Bali. And the same you, missed work for an entire afternoon just to visit a girl and return her scarf. You could have told me, told Rashi, told Vinay, but no, you had to return it to her yourself."

I had no answer. Because somewhere in my heart, I knew that Sikhar was right.

~ "Bhai, can you answer a few simple questions? Why does she matter to you so much? Why? Why do you want to be near her? Why is she so important to you - that you, the workaholic Rakshit Shergill skipped work just to be with her? Why bhai?"

I remained silent.

~ "Because bhai, you are falling for her. You have always made business calculations with your mind, but this is not business bhai. It is a matter of the heart. And you cannot control your heart, the heart only does what it wants. And bhai, your heart wants Drishti."

                                ~

I woke up late the next day, with a terrible headache and the realization that Sikhar had already left for his business meeting, keeping a small note on my bedside table.
Groaning, I got up, devasted by the idea of making breakfast.
I checked the phone, that is, I checked Drishti's last seen status.

Last seen at 2:45 a.m.

This late? I didn't text her, then who was she talking with this late at night? And suddenly, I felt a pang of jealousy erupt through me...

Okay, so maybe I was going mad...

Calming my mind, I decided to take a shower. As I ripped my clothes off, I felt my body to be excessively warm.

Fever?

The shower didn't make me feel any better, my headache got worse.

Deciding that I was having a light fever, I took a Paracetamol and lay down, thinking of taking a small nap before I went to office, hoping that I would feel much better when I woke up.

I did not. My condition just worsened.

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Will Rakshit's condition bring #drikshit closer?

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P. S. - Sorry for the short chapter! Will try to make the next one little longer!