She moved to the right, while he moved to the left.
He moved to the right, and she moved to the left.
He was about to go past her, and she was about to do the same.
"Miss Bhalla !!!!..."
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"Pta nhi zaroorat ke vakt vo gaayab kyu ho jaata hai..."
"Ab mujhe hi jaana padhega unke cabin..."
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"GET THE HELL OUT OF MY CABIN NOW...", clenching his jaw, he fired daggers at her.
*kuch yaad aaya 😁*
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"Aap mujhse aise baat nhi kar sakte !..."
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"Tumhaare yaha aane se pehle meri zindagi mein sukoon tha Miss Bhalla !!..."
*firse kuch yaad aaya 😁*
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"Tumhaari vajah se..."
"Sirf aur sirf tumhaari vajah se maine apne Dad ko bhi kho diya...", he yelled.
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"Mujhe nhi pta aapki unse kya naaraazgi hai..."
"Lekin ab bohot ho chuka !!... Mujhe Shaan Sir se ab pta lagaana hi hoga..."
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"Tumhe jo karna hai karo !!..."
"Lekin STAY OUT OF MY WAY...", he glared with bloodshot eyes.
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He was feeling horrible.
He was in desperate need of meeting her.
He desired to be engulfed by her innocence.
He stormed out of there, determined to meet her.
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He was stunned and looked at her in awe.
He'd never done anything like this before.
He'd never held a child in his arms before.
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As soon as she wrapped her soft hands around him, he felt a sense of calm wash over him.
It was as if he was being showered with love.
He became teary-eyed.
That feeling was something he would never forget.