Arjun's POV:
I completed all my works soon today. I'm going home early after almost a week. Work had been tiring me lately and I had no time to rest.
I stayed back late at nights in my cabin with files and documents dumped all over me. I'm in a buoyant mood right now as I'm going back home at the usual time.
I exited my cabin and found almost half of my employees had gone home.
Yeah! It is early for me;not them.
I drove my car fervently looking forward to spend time with my beloveds.
But that beloved turned out to be someone else other than my family and friends.
I saw my Tom standing in the bus stop restlessly looking at her watch and towards her right of from where the bus would come. Jerry was nowhere to be seen. My happiness doubled, as everything went in favor of me today.
"Hey." I called out parking the car nearby the bus stop.
"Hello sir."
"Why are you standing here? Where is your car?"
"Car puncture sir."
"Can you please cut the sirs that are sticking to every sentence you speak?"
She smiled, "Yes boss."
Clever. Is she playing with me?
"If you call me boss or sir or something formal hereafter, your salary will be reduced to half."
She gaped at first but laughed realizing that I was kidding.
"Ok si.. No um"
"Call me Arjun."
"Ok Arjun." I was glad she called me by my name but I could sense she was uncomfortable.
No problem. She will get used to it later on.
"Want a drive?"
She stood thinking for a while.
"Don't overuse your brain for simple things. Use it while working for me; I mean while working in my office."
She laughed again. How blessed I'm to see the most beautiful laugh in the world? I feel so contented hearing seeing her laugh.
And while thinking, that she is laughing for even the least funniest joke I make, is making me delighted.
"It's ok si.. Um Arjun. I can wait for the bus."
"Oh come on. If the bus comes late, you will go home late, then you will eat late so you will sleep late that means you will wake up late and that means you will come to office late. And I don't like my employees coming late. Take a wise decision,tom. If you remove one late you can escape all the other late." I spoke without taking a breath.
She looked baffled but smiled ,"Ok."
What all I have to do,just to spend time with her?
She sat on the seat next to me and wore her seatbelt.
"Where is your house?"
"Um.. Sardhar Vallabhai Patel road, Andheri west."
Wow! It is too far away. Building your office in an isolated area has its benefits too.
"Oh! I know a best coffee shop there. I was longing to visit that place but didn't get the opportunity. I think I can go now. Will you accompany me?"
"Sure."
Thank God. She accepted without making me literally beg.
Oh no! I'm in trouble now. I don't know any coffee shop there. Forget it, I don't know anything in that location.
"Do you have any idea which coffee shop I'm talking about?"
"Hmm... Barista? It is the only one on the way to my house and I've heard it is good."
"Yeah, yeah.... The same.... You're absolutely correct....I don't know the route but. Show me ok?" I managed.
"Okay."
We reached the coffee shop with the directions she gave. She ordered vanilla latte and I settled for a hot coffee.
It was amusing to chat with her. We talked about our hobbies, favourite hero,heroines, our likes and hates for about half an hour. She got comfortable around me and now the word 'Arjun' wasn't uncomfortable anymore.
We exited the cafe after fighting who will pay the bill and settled to pay it fifty-fifty.
I dropped her in her home and she left chirping a thank you followed by a bye.
Each and everything in her was so cute that I was falling for her very hard. I didn't have any idea of falling in love so soon but I don't seem to have any other chance because I'm getting old and arranged marriage is not my thing. I think she has everything in her that I would want in my wife. Anticipating for the day when these feelings will turn mutual, I dozed off to sleep that night.
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Rishab's POV:
It is sunday today and it has been two days since the party but the memories of it are still fresh.
I could still feel Diya around me- holding my hand, nervously biting nails and tugging her hair behind her ears, her cute behaviors while she was drunk, our lovely dance, her beautiful face while she was sleeping, she in my arms while I carried her,she in my clothes and in my house. Everything remained fresh in my mind. I wasn't able to forget anything nor stop relishing.
Everything was perfect in her. I feel I'm complete when she is with me. Though it is very few days since I know her,the impact she created in my heart speaks years. This feeling, no one else had given me.
Everything of hers gave me happiness- to be with her,speak with her,tease her, even fighting with her. I'm delighted just by the sight of her.
I don't believe in coincidence. This definitely can't be coincidence too. Because why out of the 65000 audience present in the stadium, the ball went straight into her hands? And why should it be a ball hit by Dhoni? And suddenly without any intention why did I give her my number? And most importantly why was she so sweet and humble enough to enter my heart? She could have behaved like an annoying fangirl or been a paparazzi. Then I wouldn't have given a thought about her.
Why is my heart doing a somersault inside my chest every time when she comes closer to me? Why is it beating so hard as if it would fall out any second?
I believe everything happens for a reason. This also might be for a reason. I should accept it, if it is decided beforehand.
I like to be happy and being with her gives me happiness.
Maybe...maybe is it because I've fallen for her?
Realization hit me. It is not maybe.
It is-" I've fallen for her."
Yes, I'm in love with her.
I don't want to be like all those romantic novel heroes who takes literally a millennium to realize they have fallen for their girl. I'm brave enough to acknowledge my feelings. And I don't regret it a bit.
I felt goosebumps all over me when the thought passed over me. I had caged the beautiful lady inside my heart. I won't let her go. Never ever I'll let her go.
I took out my phone and dialed her.
"Hey." Her voice sent shivers down my spine.
"Hi Diya. Where are you?"
"Home."
"Oh! Can you come to my house?" I blurted out.
"Huh, why?"
"Um...b-because you....because you...hmm... Yeah! You have to return the money for the dress right?
Gosh!! I would have sounded like a stingy old miser. Are you even fit to have a girlfriend?
"Oh! Umm... Actually I think it will be very expensive. Right now I don't have so much money. But trust me I'll give it back later."
Go Rishab. Go bang yourself on a wall and die ok? You are such a party pooper.
"Diya, you still think of me as a stranger right? Did I ask you to return it in the form of money? I don't want your money, because I've more than enough,Diya. But I want something else that only you can give me. That is worth more than money. I want that only. Will you give me?"
Did I make a mistake? It was too sudden I believe. She would have been startled. First I asked her to return the money and second I told I didn't ask for money but something else. I don't think I'll have a good impression on Rishab if I were to be Diya.
"Huh? W-what is it?"
"I-I mean, um.... Diya I feel lonely. I don't have many friends because I couldn't maintain them because of my busy schedules. This celebrity life has separated me from normal people. There will be ego problems when I mingle with them,which I can't help. But you are so different Diya, no one can find any mistake in you. My mind says there will be no issues when we get along. I'm fed up,you know. There are few friends but I can't expect them to come whenever I want when I refuse to go when they call. It is boring to be alone always. If you come here, I won't feel lonely. There is no one else I could ask this help. I want a company. Will you come?" I spoke honestly.
"Rishab, I understand. I know how annoying it is to be alone. Why do you worry when Diya is there? I can erase all your worries in no time at all. Just don't think of all these nonsense now. I'm sure we can have fun. I'll be there in twenty minutes. Bye."
No Diya. I won't worry. After knowing you are there for me, I won't worry ever in my life.
"Rishab don't fly immediately, may be she was trying to be friendly with you. Don't assume and start floating in the air." My inner voice warned.
Ten minutes later I heard the door bell ring.
My Diya is super fast.
I jumped out of my bed and ran downstairs to open the door. My eyes were dying to see her.
I opened the door swiftly and found it wasn't Diya.
It was.... It was Shreya.
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