The car stopped infront of a hotel. The door opened and Shravani stepped out . She took of her sunglasses and took a look around the place .
Peace .
That was what she felt looking around. Closing the door she took out her bag from the back seat and made her way inside towards the reception.
While she was walking inside she could feel someone's gaze on her. When she turned back she couldn't find anyone. She looked around for a good minute observing if someone was stalking her but nothing caught her sight.
Shravani: subah subah hallucinate kar rahi hu. What's wrong with you Shravani!
Hitting her own head , she made her way to the receptionist. Placing the bag beside her leg she looked up at the lady.
Shravani: excuse me? Maine yaha apna reservation karaya tha for the dance seminar.
Receptionist: name?
Shravani: Shravani Sehgal!
The lady punched in the keys and a minute later took out a key.
Receptionist: here ma'am! Enjoy your stay!
Flashing her a small smile she walked out of the area and started heading towards her room . The sound of waterfall trapped her vision as she started walking absentmindedly staring at the beautiful fountain when she came across a hard body and was about to fall back when two arms sneaked around her slim waist preventing her from falling. Her trance broke and she looked up at her saviour only to get shocked.
Shravani: Tum!
She looked at the man in an accusing manner while the man just pulled her up making her stand straight.
" Nahi mera bhoot! " Was his reply making her pissed.
Shravani: Mihir! Tum yaha kya kar rahe ho?
She asked crossing her arms over her chest . He adjusted his shirt and looked back at her.
Mihir: self confrontation seminar attend karne aya hu. But tum yaha kya kar rahi ho?
She looked at the sky wondering if God is really against her and wants nothing but to disturb her and leave her restless.
Shravani: tumhe ussey koi bhi matlab hona nahi chaiye. After all I'm just a random ordinary girl for you.
And with that said she took her bag and walked away leaving him staring at her retreating figure.
She came inside the corridor and started searching for her room number and finally she found the room. 156. She started unlocking the door when she heard footsteps. She turned back and found Mihir walking towards her. She looked back at the keys she was busy with completely ignoring him. He stopped right beside her on her right and started unlocking the door. She looked at his hands which were busy unlocking the room and closed her eyes in irritation.
Finally the door opened and without wasting a second she entered inside closing the door with a thud. Putting the bag on the bed she stood with her hands on her waist while looking at the roof.
Shravani: really God? Out of all the rooms in this hotel appki yehi room mila tha mujhe dene ke liye? I mean why next to Mihir? App kya karna kya chahte ho huh? Yaha main ussey aur mere life me chal rahe sab drame se dur kuch waqt sochne ke liye ayi thi par appne peeche peeche Mihir ko bhi bhej dia. Aur toh aur ab woh yeh seminar v attend karega? Matlab chahte kya ho app?
She asked exasperated when a voice comes from top.
" Woh yehi chahte hai duffer ki tumhe aur Mihir ko kuch waqt akele mile. Yaha na Tanya hai aur na he tumhare dadda. Tum dono araam se baat kar sakte ho. Sab sort kar sakte ho. Kitni lucky ho tum jo tumhe God khud help kar rahe hai creating such situations. Aur yaha tum complaint kar rahi ho!"
Shravani: huh? Kaun ho tum? Aur do you really think ki ab kuch v sort ho sakta hai?
She asked looking at the roof again.
" Main toh tumhara he ek hissa hu jo tab jag uthta hai jab tum bewakoofo jaise decisions leti ho. And ofcourse sab sort ho sakta hai. Tum koshish toh Karo. Don't give up yaar Shravani. Come on! You can do it!"
The voice sounded just like herself and she realised it was her inner voice.
Shravani: are you sure? Mujhe koshish karni chahiye?
She asked unsure biting onto her nails .
" Ofcourse. Remember Mihir never gave up on you. He was there like a constant. Uske never give up wala attitude was the reason you fell for him. Aur ab jab cheeze thori bigri hai it's your time to not give up and make him fall for you again. And oh come on you and me both knows he still loves you. Bas uske akhon ke samne gussa hai. That's it!"
Shravani thinks for a while and then grins looking at the roof.
Shravani: alright. I'll sort evrything.
Just then the door opens and she hears the familiar voice.
Mihir: tum thik toh ho? Kisse batein kar rahi ho?
He asks looking at her and then at the roof where she has been looking. She turns towards him and tugs back her hairs.
Shravani: umm.. nahi.. main.. bas kuch soch rahi thi.
She says fidgeting with her rings.
Mihir: soch rahi thi!
He gives her a look.
Mihir: ase jor jor se baat karke aur ase roof me dekh dekh ke? Are you fine?
He asks raising his brows.
Shravani: arey ha ha! Main fine he hu! Tum kya itna concerned ho rahe ho. Waise v I'm not your girlfriend Tanya !
She says looking away frowning.
Mihir: yeah right! Meri he galati hai jo main yaha aya.
And with that said he leaves the room closing the door.
" Kar diya na usey naraz. "
She looks back at the roof and sighs.
Shravani: mana lungi.
She mumbled and went to get changed. Changing into a white full sleeved top and black leggins, she wore her white shoes and took a pink scard around her neck. Leaving her hairs open and placing the sunglass just atop her head, she made her way to the receptionist.
Shravani: umm excuse me. Actually mujhe kuch changes karane the.
Receptionist: kaise changes ma'am?
Shravani: umm actually while using the washroom I got hurt . I mean mere legs . So obviously I can't attend the dance seminar. So is it possible to get my self enrolled in the other seminars that are being held?
She asks hopefully. The lady looks at her somewhat conflicted.
Receptionist: umm ma'am. There are three seminars being held. One is for dance, another for yoga and the last one is for self confrontation. But sabhi ke enrollments ho chuke hai . So abhi last moment..
Shravani: please.. main bohot dur se akele ayi hu. Abhi agar bina kuch attend kiye he chali gayi toh mera loss ho jayega. Please get me enrolled in the self care seminar.
She says making puppy eyes. The receptionist was a kind lady and she eventually gave in.
Receptionist: alright ma'am. The seminar is starting in five minutes. App garden me chale jaiye directly.
Shravani: thankyou so much.
With that she left smiling. As soon as she came out the voice again spoke from above.
" Loss ho jayega? Seriously? Agr usne tumhare bare me search kar liya toh? Like The Shravani Sehgal ko in channd paiso ka loss? Oh god!"
The voice laughs making her pissed.
Shravani: listen dear! Tumne mujhe accha idea dia aur convince kia to try again islia main chup hu but now you're getting on my neves. I had to do something to be with Mihir aur woh sirf same seminar attend karke he ho sakta hai. About searching about me, uske pass hajar kaam hai mere bare me search karne ke alawa. So now shut up and let me get there otherwise I'll be late.
Mihir who was leaving for the garden again saw her talking looking at the sky . He stopped in his track and looked at her weirdly.
Mihir: yeh isey ho kya gaya hai? Kisse baat kar rahi hai wapas?
He wondered and made his way towards her.
Shravani: not a word more alright.
She was saying pointing her finger still looking above when she spotted Mihir standing right infront of her looking at her amused.
Mihir: wapas se kuch soch rahi ho?
He asked with amusement lingering in his tone.
Shravani: umm no. I.. tum.. mujhe late ho raha hai . Seminar start bhi ho gaya hoga. Bye .
She moves past him in a process dodging his shoulder. He looks at her retreating figure and shook his head following her . They reached the place and found a group of other people standing there along with the coach.
Coach: alright guys! App sabhi in a pair sath me Beth jaiye.
There were 4 more boys and 4 more girls and all of them were already sitting in a pair meaning Shravani and Mihir had to sit together.
" Dekha! Maine kaha tha na God is creating situations for you to mend everything!"
Shravani looked above hearing the voice .
Shravani: han pata hai mujhe ab chup raho!
Mihir who was already on his place looked at her along with the bunch of people.
Mihir: Shravani!
He called and she averted her gaze from the sky to him. He pointed at the place beside him and nodding she walked towards him standing right beside him.
Coach: ok guys . First of all welcome to Masoorie! App sab yaha apne liye aye ho! Yes guys for your own self. Jaisa is seminar ka title hai. Self confrontation. Yani khudko confront karna. For your own peace . For your own happiness. To realise what's making you happy. What's good for you. Who's is the one for you. Basically yeh seminar singles ke liye hai.
And just by hearing the end line Shravani looked at Mihir who was keenly listening to the man.
Shravani: yeh seminar singles ke liye hai. Tumne toh mujhe chor dia. So main technically single hu. But tum toh Tanya ke sath ho na? Then tum yeh kyu attend kar rahe ho?
She asks raising her brows when he looks down at her small frame just then the coach again continues.
Coach: but couples can attend it too. You know to have a better exposure to the reality. To realise if they really are meant for eachother.
Mihir smiles down at Shravani saying.
Mihir: sun liya!
She looks away not having an answer.
Coach : okay so.. let's experience this. A feeling where you come across strangers aur unke sath waqt bitakar kaisa mehsus hota hai. Main ek gana play kar raha hu aur appko apne partner ke sath slowly dance karna hai .
Shravani smiles internally as the situations were actually in her favour while Mihir just looks unbothered. We couldn't actually point out what was going inside his mind.
🎶🎶🎶🎶🎶🎶🎶🎶
She turns towards him and stands looking at his face . His right hand sneaks around her waist and the left one holds her right hand in it. While she places her left hand on his chest and they look into eachother's face .
Itni Mohabbat Karo Na
Main Doob Na Jaaun Kahin
Wapas Kinare Pe Aana
Main Bhool Na Jaun Kahin
They start moving slowly along with the music. His eyes remains trained on her face . She looks at him with a smile on her face and looking at her smiling his lips slightly twitched.
Dekha Jabse Chehra Tera
Main To Hafton Se Soya Nahi
As the coach was taking rounds observing the pairs Shravani was pushed towards Mihir while he was passing by in the process they came more closer.
Bol Do Na Zara
Dil Mein Jo Hai Chhipa
Main Kisi Se Kahunga Nahi
Now their noses were touching. Her front was glued to his chest. He was looking down into her beautiful swan eyes while her eyes remained trained in his lips which were inches apart from hers.
Bol Do Na Zara
Dil Mein Jo Hai Chhipa
Main Kisi Se Kahunga Nahi
Main Kisi Se Kahunga Nahi
She looks up to find him already staring at her. And the look on his eyes was all it took for her to smile as her mind came to a conclusion.
A conclusion which made her happy.
After some hours! It was time for dinner. Mihir was already in the dinner section busy in his phone chatting with someone when he felt his heartbeat raising up. The air around him started smelling sweet all of a sudden. He hears the door cracking sound and turns to find the staff openning the door for whoever was going to enter.
The person enters inside and as soon as his eyes land on them, his heart skips a beat . There stood Shravani: changed into a white knee length frock , a white flower tugged on the side of her right ear, no makeup yet a magnificent glow on her face. She looked absolutely divine. And stylish too as the sunglass rested on the bridge of her nose making her look classy.
Her eyes fell on him and she almost stopped breathing looking at the cute yet devilishly handsome man who was making her fall weak on her knees.
Their staring session gets interrupted when they hear the same coach from their seminar.
Coach : Mr. Arora. Ms. Sehgal. Please come .
They look at the man . One confused and the other somewhat hopeful and excited.
Coach: app dono ke liye humne table arrange Kia hai so that you guys can have dinner together.
He says smiling at the two. Mihir looks utterly confused while Shravani seemed happy.
Shravani: wow! That's great. Where's our table?
She asks excited looking around herself where already alot of people were sitting.
Mihir: what do we mean by a table for us? Yaha hum individually aye hai then why will we have dinner together?
His question leaves her dumbfounded as she looks at him somewhat hurt but doesn't show it directly.
Coach: well. Ajj jo jo log pair me the un sabhi ko hum thoda time de rahe hai to know eachother. You know yeh time spend krne ke baad app khudse realise karenge ki if you are happy alone or with someone who might be your long lost friend, your friend from a long time or a stranger. That's the main purpose of this seminar.
He explains looking at the two. Shravani looks at Mihir who still seems unconvinced. Gathering all her courage to not break down in front of him or show how hurt she was feeling , she looks at the coach with a plain look.
Shravani: he's not comfortable with this sir. So please just arrange something. I'll sit somewhere else it's alright.
Mihir looks at her face which wasn't showing anything but still he was aware that she was getting sad.
Coach: arey but...
Mihir: it's alright. Ab jab sab already arranged hai then just let it be.
The coach smiles in relief while Shravani doesn't spare him a glance. They gets to the table that was arranged for them and seats across eachother. The dinner gets served and without a word they sits there eating their respective dinners. They would look at eachother, stealing glances which was being observed by the coach who smiled as something popped in his mind. He comes to their table as they stop eating and looks at him.
Coach: dinner without dance is so absurd. So comeon.
He takes Shravani's hand and places it on Mihir's. Mihir looks at her and she gives a helpless look. He doesn't say anything and takes her to the centre. A soft tune plays in the background and they start moving softly.
She looks into space while his eyes remains fixed at her face. They stand moving slight and in a slow pace for a long time until Shravani decides to break the silence.
Shravani: tumhe pata hai Mihir. When I read mumma 's novel, Me As Someone's First love, for the first time, I realised ki mumma is really lucky jo unhe dadda jaise life partner mile. She's lucky to experience that feeling of being someone's first love, not just first love but the ultimate partner. Unki love story jo mumma ne apne novel me likhi set my expectations for love so high that meri v wish ban gayi.. to feel the feeling of being someone's first love. Ek pyaari si lovestory chahiye thi mujhe. Just like my parents. Main toh thi he mumma ki replica, bas dadda jaisa koi insan chaiye tha .. and guess what.. dadda jaisa ek ladka aya mere life me. Mujhe majboor kar dia ki main bhi ussey pyaar karne lagu. Aur main pyaar karne bhi lagi. Sab sahi chal raha tha ki tabhi kuch ase halat aa gaye ki sab bikharne laga. Mumma dadda ke life me bhi cheeje bikhri thi .. par ek alag tareeke se. But end me sab sahi ho gaya. And they had a happy ending. But kya mere life me v wapas sab sahi ho payega? Kya meri lovestory ki bhi ek happy ending hogi? Ya fir yehi end hai Mihir? Kya ase he humari kahani khatam hogi?
She asks looking at him with tears in her eyes. Throughout he just held her in his arms listening to her every word paging full attention.. the pain her eyes depicted practically was breaking his heart apart. He felt bad looking at the once strong, tough Shravani Sehgal being si vulnerable and broken infront of him. He pulls her closed to him and plants her head on his chest. She wraps her hands around his waist while he rubs her back with one hand while the other stays wrapped around her waist.
Mihir: kuch stories kabhi end nahi hoti Shravani. Jab bhi lagta hai ki yeh end hai, tabhi kuch asa hota hai ki story ek turn leti hai aur sab naye sire se shuru hota hai. Tumhari story aise kabhi end nahi ho sakti. You deserve happiness and your story; it deserves a happy ending and it'll have a happy ending.
He says softly looking into space as she looks at particularly nothing hearing his rhythmical heartbeat.
Shravani: really?
She asks softly looking up at him when he smiles down at her and leans pecking her forehead.
Mihir: yes! really!
~ To Be Continued ~
Hello dear ones!
Hope you all liked this part!
The part got longer that usual but I guess I didn't bored you all!
I wanted to show the events properly so the chapter got extended.
Anyways. See'ya!
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