Getting back to the wedding event that took place two years back. It's a pleasant summer evening. Raj is having big-time fun with all his cousins he has been missing for a long time. They are playing, running, dancing, drinking, and whatnot.
But Sneha is alone, resting herself. It's around 5'o clock in the evening, and the sun is already tired of burning. The red curtains of that room are also closed, and the sun rays are trying hard to enter the room and disturb her comfortable darkness. There is an orange glow around due to the sunlight entering through the red curtains glorifies her skin!
Raj happens to pass by the room where Sneha is half sleeping on a bean bag and listening to music. Her eyes are closed to focus all her senses only on enjoying the music. She enjoyed it so much that a pleasant smile lit up the glory on her face. Raj stops for a second. Watches her. He continues to watch her for a little more while. He is almost settled there, holding the half-opened door and peeping into the room to watch her. The environment is so silent that even a clock ticking can be heard. Also, a Koel bird lands on the Mango tree nearby and sings its melody for Raj. Raj is all lost watching her. He picked up his phone to capture that moment. But Sneha has sensed something uncomfortable. She makes a quick jerk and opens her eyes. Raj swiftly and quietly runs towards the balcony to escape getting caught. But Sneha opened her eyes when Raj still held the phone up straight to click the picture. "What did I just happen to see? Was he? Ok, I can't pick up a drama over it. I am not sure. Just assume he does not do such things. Just stay quiet".
Raj is out of this world. Afraid and equally lost. He is worried about being caught and what just caught him numb. Unknowingly Sneha spilled a magical smile, and we have Raj lost in it. He is trying to get back to the present and get back to normal!
Walking through the balcony with the pleasant wind striking his thoughts, he feels more happiness than shock or reluctance. He is pleased with what just happened to him. He wants it to change his life for the best. We have him smiling and equally trying to hide it. He wishes he wasn't caught and also believes so. Spending some more time alone to get himself back to normal, he finds Sneha on the balcony.
Sneha: Hi. How are you? You looked lost in your world, so I did not want to disturb you.
Raj gives back a wired and uncomfortable smile, saying to himself, "I am not caught, right? Oh, God! please save me.
Sneha: The evening is so pleasant. I came out to feel the fresh wind. When did you arrive? I didn't see you this morning.
Raj: Just a few hours back.
Raj talks to himself, "Ok, she is speaking cool and normal. Let's easily assume that I am safe."
Raj: You look so tired; your eyes are so puffy.
Sneha: I could not sleep over the last night's bus journey. I was sleeping the whole afternoon and woke up just a while back.
Raj: So, let's go! We are having lots of fun.
Sneha: No, that's fine. I'll join your night. I wouldn't say I like those drinks and stuff. That environment does not suit me. I will enjoy my company. Mom is also not here. You may continue.
Raj: Every time we meet, I observe you. I haven't seen a girl like you. Especially one who grew up in a city. Unique, right?
Sneha: (Smiling) Thanks that you don't term it as attitude, like how others do. It isn't about where you grew up; it's about how you were raised. It's more about being an introvert. Anyway, see you. I will get back to enjoying music.
Right now, Raj and Granny are in the kitchen, working on making something delicious that can please Sneha.
Raj: You see that. That was the Sneha I knew. Of course, I do like the current version of Sneha also, in fact, more. I feel thrilled every moment with her. But I don't have any good plan to impress her.
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An Indian Girl Love Story
RomanceIndian love story, very desi and native style. It is a story of female lead's hidden anger over a long wait to hear out male leads unexpressed love. It has a lot of Daddy- Daughter emotions. The comfort Granny gives. The desperation Indian parents p...