"Ab btao... Tum chahogi apne ek hath se dusre hath ko nuksan pohchana?"
(Now tell me, would you like to injure one hand with the other hand of yours?)

"Main apne hath ko nuksan kyu pohchaungi"
(Why would I injure my hand?)

"To phir main tumhare dil ko zakhmi kyu krunga"
(Then why would I wound your heart?)

"Par vo to mera dil hai."
(But it is my heart)

"Arey to tumhara mera alag thodi hai!"
(Arey but yours and mine aren't different!)

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She smiled at the memory and leaned back, closing her eyes.
"Qubool hai. Agar nishana lagane wale tum ho, to ye bhi qubool hai."
(I accept it. If you are the one aiming at it then I accept that too)

Her eyes opened in a flash.
Did she just?
WROTE A SHAYRI???
WHAT THE...!

She immediately wrote it in the register she was doodling in.

"Tumne kaha tha agar nishana marne pr aye,
To dil zakhmi ho jayga mera.
Shayad yahi chahti hu main?
Agar nishana marne wale tum ho,
To ye bhi qubool hai."

(You said if you came aiming,
Then my heart will get wounded.
Maybe that's what I want?
If you are the one aiming at it,
Then I accept that too.)

'Damn! I just wrote my first ever shayri. Don't fall too hard hayat,' she thought.

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*******

"You know what?" she was excited to share her first ever shayri with him.

"What?"

"I wrote a shayri, first time in my life."

"Really!? Show me."

She sent him and his reaction was priceless.

Too many hearts with sentimental messages lmao

"Arey janab! (Oh my lady!)
Where are your feet? I want to kiss them."

She was laughing so hard with blush radiant on her cheeks, while he was grinning and kept on teasing her.

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*******

"Can we meet?" He asked her one day.

"Yeah sure," she had always wanted to meet him since the start.

"Can I hold your hands? In a friendly way."

"Of course, why are you asking that?"

"Because I don't want to get slapped in public." He laughed.

"Tum bawle ho"
(You're an idiot)
She chuckled while shaking her head.

"Yeah, just taking precautions. You know how girls are."

And they got another topic to flirt about. Her mind starts wandering and imagined what scenarios might happen if they do meet. What if they got a chance to kiss? Will she give her first kiss to him?

And her heart said yes.

He was the first guy she got attracted to physically. She has never focused on her physical needs and always built an emotional bond with anyone she met. She never thought about anyone in a sexual way, nor did anyone ever make her feel aroused like he used to.

She had two past relationships but they didn't have the spark she wanted.

Her first love always gave her mixed signals, and never gave her a chance to go beyond their flirting stage. He was never sure about his feelings, nor took a stand for themselves. They were best friends at first but he fucked up everything by keeping her confused.

It's Not Finished YetOnde as histórias ganham vida. Descobre agora