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5.2

Bhavya's POV

Mumma woke me up and I got up whining.

I looked at the time. It is 8 already.

I was going to freshen up when she said that someone was going to come for dinner.

I asked her who and she said that she invited the new neighbour.

I go to the kitchen and help her in making dinner.

Just as we set the table, the doorbell rang.

Papa got up and attended the person.

It was the supposed new neighbour.

Honestly, I had expected it to be an old man but boy! I wasn't expecting this.

He was a man of around my age and-

Stop it Bhavya! Tu kabse itni besharam ho gyi?

I avert my eyes from him. He greets mumma and then mumma introduces us.

Our eyes lock and he looks at me without blinking. A smile slowly starts forming on his face and he breaths out.

"Hii."

"Hello."

I say tucking my hair behind my ear.

Papa asks him to sit and he does smiling and eyeing me for a moment.

We too sit down. He is sitting directly in front of me and is stealing glances at me ocassionally.

He compliments mumma for the food and says that she cooks like his mother.

The sparkle in his eyes when he spoke of his mother made me smile.

"Toh tum ghar parivaar se dur yaha kaise?"

(Why are here away from your family?)

Papa asks and his smile falls a little.

"Apne aap ko prove krne ke liye. Papa ko ye prove krne ke liye ki mai unke bina bhi kuch kr skta hu aur mujhe harr jagah unki zarurat nhi hai."

(To prove myself. To prove to my father that I can do a lot on my own and I don't need him everywhere.)

He said very seriously.

Ooo! Seems like someone doesn't like his father much.

Papa smiled slightly and patted his back and he smiled.

Rudra's POV

When I came to Delhi I didn't think that I would get so comfortable with someone so easily.

But this family makes me feel home. It doesn't feel like I just met them.

I look at Bhavya again.

I don't know why I just can't get my eyes off her.

She had her hair in a bun and a few hair strands coming out of it.

She had not applied any makeup like those of my father's friend's daughters.

She had a natural blush. 

Aaaand I think I am making her nervous because she constantly tucking her hair behind her ear.

I looked away cursing myself.

After dinner we sit for some time discussing various topics.

Bhavya went to her room after a few minutes and God knows why I felt disappointed.

After some time I also took my leave. Before leaving aunty told me that she would wait for me for breakfast tomorrow.

I knew I won't be able to else I would be late for my first day in office because I love to eat in peace and take my time eating my food so I denied.

But she was adamant and said that she would pack my lunch and send it to me.

She is literally so sweet. No one in today's times would do so much for a stranger but she is because I am her well-knows guest.

I thank them once again and go to my apartment.

I had just slumped on my bed and closed my eyes when I heard a soft music being played.

It was a fusion of bollywood and classical tunes.

I got up and went near the window and the scene took my breath away.

There she was. Dressed in a simple black anarkali with her dupatta on one of her shoulder and tied in a knot at the waist.

She was dancing so beautifully. Her steps and hand movements were so magical. She was dancing facing sideways and didn't notice me.

The music came to an end and so did her performance.

I couldn't control myself and clapped for her.

She was shocked to hear me and turned to me my side and gasped. Her eyes wide and mouth parted in shock.

She quickly put on the curtains.

Argh! Good going Rudra! You are creeping her out.

Bhavya's POV

Shit! Did he saw the whole thing?

I think he did.

Its not like I am stage shy or anything but watching someone dance from their window is a little creepy.

I stood leaning on the wall for a few seconds and then decided to ignore it.

I changed my clothes and slipped inside the sheets.

I closed my eyes but couldn't sleep. I twisted and turned and finally sat up.

I took my phone and played my favourite music.

I plugged in the earphones and slept listening to music.

The next day I woke up hearing my alarm and stretched myself.

I took a warm bath and get ready in a simple blue anarkali.

I had my breakfast and was about to go when mumma gave me another lunch box.

"De toh dia."

(You already gave me.)

"Tere liye nhi hai."

(This is not for you.)

"Toh phir?"

(Then?)

"Rudra ke liye hai. Jaate huye usse de jaa."

(For Rudra. Give it to him while going.)

She thrusts the box in my hands and I look at it.

I have to give it to him.

I slowly turn around and move out.

I stand in front of his building trying to gain courage to face him after last night.

I don't know why but I am feeling shy. I should not. But I am.

Before I could come to any conclusion with myself and go inside he only came outside.

He had a bag to his side. An office bag. He was going to work.

He looked at me and stopped in his tracks.

A sheepish expression formed on his face and he came towards me.

I look away tucking the hair behind my ear.

Rudra's POV

She looked beautiful. 

Before I could apologize for my creepiness she passed a box to me.

"Ye mumma ne aapke liye banaya hai."

(Mumma gave this for you.)

I take the box gratefully and say.

"Thank you. Aunty bhut sweet hai."

(She is very sweet.)

She smiled and I looked at her.

She turned to go and I quickly muttered.

"Umm sorry for yesterday. I think I creeped you out. Mera aisa koi iraada nhi tha. I just heard the music and out of curiosity..I am sorry."

(That was not my intention.)

She smiled slightly and shook her head.

"Its ok. Aapki galti nhi hai. Mai bas thoda sa shock ho gyi thi. Its fine."

(Its not your fault. I got a little shocked.)

She said and again started to move. 

Kuch soch Rudra!

I walk beside her and ask her where she was going and she said she was going to NSP.

"Great mujhe tumhare ek station baad utarna hai. Saath chale?"

(I get down one station after you. Shall we go together?)

I asked politely lest she gets creeped out again.
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