Drishti's POV

I was doing my packing and mumma was continuously asking me I kept everything or not.

"Relax meri jaan! London nhi jaa rhi hu mai. Sirf kuch time ke liye kahi aur shift ho rhi hu Delhi mai hi hu. Aap jab kahoge do minute mai yaha tapak padungi."

(Relax my love. I am not going to London. For some time I am shifting to some other place in Delhi only. When you want I will come here.)

I said holding her shoulders and she looked at me sceptically.

"Tu itni careless hai. Darr lagta hai mujhe."

(You are so careless. I get worried.)

"Mai careless nhi hu. Bas jab sab ke saath hoti hu toh thodi carefree ho jaati hu. Difference hai."

(I am not careless. Its just whenever I am with someone I become carefree. There's a difference.)

I said shrugging and started thoosing my clothes in the bag. The only thing I hate about going somewhere is packing.

Anyway, so why am I shifting even after being in Delhi? Reason is that I am a refurbisher. Means I refurbish people's homes and make them new and according to their taste.

So, the recent project I took over requires me to travel 2 hours daily. Which is very hectic for me. So I am shifting near the site till the time my project gets over.

And my mother is fretting over it because she doesn't trust me. She thinks I will die alone. 

"Khaana bhi banana nhi aata iss ladki ko. Pata nhi kaise zinda rahegi?"

(She doesn't even know how to cook. God knows how she will survive?)

She kept mumbling things like these throughout my packing.

I sighed knowing it is no use to explain her. Come on mumma, swiggy zomato yaar. Aur aise thoda bhut toh mujhe aata hai banana.

I rolled my eyes mentally because I obviously can't say this to her or else her another raag will start which I absolutely don't want.

I finally kept my luggage in the cab. I hugged papa and mumma who was crying like it was my bidaai. My overly sensitive mother.

I sighed in relief when the cab started.

Finally, my long lived dream of living alone in a house is going to be fulfilled.

I think every middle class child wants to experience this atleast once in their lives. 

I reach my new apartment and smile looking at it.

It is a big building of about 7 floors and mine is on the 4th floor.

I grin widely and take my bags. I didn't even realise that I swung my backpack so hard until I heard someone hiss.

"You fool! Can't you see?"

I heard a deep voice and turn back.

Rakshit's POV

I finished the last lecture of the day and proceeded towards the staff room.

"Good Morning Rakshit!"

I heard one of my colleague, Anushka. I turn to look at her and nod.

I go through my to do list. Everything for the day done.

Taking my stuff I start moving towards the exit.

I get inside my car and drive off towards my home.

I park my car and start moving to the entrance of the building of my home.

Just as I was about to enter inside, someone slapped my face hard and I hissed.

"You fool! Can't you see?"

I yelled at the person. A girl of around my age turns and looks at me with a sheepish expression and my anger intensifies.

"I am really sorry! Mera dhyan nhi tha."

(I didn't pay attention.)

"Toh dhyan rakho."

(Then do.)

I gritted out and she apologized yet again.

"I am sorry."

"Agar chalna nhi aata toh pata nhi ghar se bahar hi kyu nikalte hai."

(Don't when why they come out of their houses when they don't know how to walk.)

I grumbled under my breath but she heard it and put her hands on her waist.

"Excuse me! I said sorry. Galti meri thi maine maafi maangi. Doesn't mean aap kuch bhi bolenge."

(It was my mistake and I apologised. Doesn't mean you'll say anything.)

She said glaring at me. I raised my eyebrow at her. Is she trying to intimidate me? Her 5 feet 3 inch body is tiny in comparison to my 6 feet one. She looks like a bunny glaring at me with her hands on her waist.

I flicked her forehead and proceeded to move. She gaped at me and stood frozen for some time.

I smirked and started moving towards the lift.

"Oyee! Hello! Kya tha ye?"

(What was that?)

She came running or maybe trying to run behind me with all that luggage. I waited for the lift and she stood beside me still glaring at me.

"It hurt you know."

She stated after some time.

"Glad to know. We are even now."

I said with a shrug and she stomped her foot on mine.

"Now we are even. Pehle wala maine jaan ke nhi mara tha aur uske liye sorry bhi bola."

(I didn't hit you first intentionally and even said sorry.)

"What the hell is your problem? Stay away from me."

I whisper yelled at her.

"Koi shauk bhi nhi hai paas aane ka."

(I don't even want to be close to you.)

She said making a face. The lift arrived and we entered in.

We pressed the fourth floor button and I groaned.

"No way! Tum meri new neighbour ho?"

(You are my new neighbour?)

I grumbled and she looked at me horrified.

The lift stopped at our floor and I stepped out immediately not bothering about her.

I quickly entered my home and shut the door behind me.

"God! Ab iss ajeeb musibat ko jhelna padega."

(I'll have to tolerate this new problem now.)

I mumbled while walking towards the bathroom.

Taking a shower, I settled on the sofa of the living room and started doing my work.

I was fully concentrated on my work when I heard loud music blaring from next door.

Jagmagati ladkiyan ye jhilmilati ladkiyan

Jinke deewane tum hi toh ho

Hmm.. hansti gaati ladkiyan

Khilkhilaati ladkiyan

Chahti sab kya hain, ye suno

Inhe sabke hai mann mein kya

Inki dhadkan mein kya

Suno zara sapne kya hai inn aankhon mein

dil mein hai kya armaan

What the fuck?

I hear my body talk to me

Some soul shake it off boggie answer me

Yeah yeah yeah yeah...

And then followed by the lyrics was a loud voice singing-no-more like yelling.

"GIRLS LIKE TO SWING...SWING...
ZARA AAGE NIKAL KE...SWING..."

Ahh! Ye kya bewakoofi hai? Iss ladki ko kya lagta hai yaha akeli yahi rehti hai? Aur log nhi hai kya?

I got up and started going towards her door.

I rang the bell but the music was so loud that she didn't hear it. I started banging the door hard.

The music stopped and she appeared before me a few seconds later.

"Yes? What do you want?"

She asked in an overly sweet tone.

I glared at her and said.

"Stop the damn music?"

"Kaunsa music?"

(What music?)

"Jo abhi tum zor se baja rhi thi. Aur bhi log rehte hai yaha aur unlike you unhe bhut kaam hai."

(That you were playing loudly. More people stay here and unlike you they have work.)

She folded her arms in front of her chest and my eyes followed her movement. I looked back into her eyes and she said.

"I don't think kisi ko problem ho rhi hai. Kisi ne complaint toh nhi ki."

(I don't think anyone has any problem. No one has complained.)

"Mai kr rha hu."

(I am.)

"Aur mai nhi sun rhi."

(And I am not listening.)

She said and closed the door.
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