Perceptions

EPISODE 1.5: Searching

⨳ Naina ⨳

"You came here to visit me. And the first day, first thing that hits you is to go shopping? And shopping for what? Gowns? Ties?" I accuse Shaurya after finding him under a heap of clothing.

"In case." Shaurya replied, inspecting a maroon tie in his hands. He focused like he was searching for an engagement ring.

"In case. Indeed." I remarked as I kept the tie, he handed me, in the shopping bag. We both were in the men's section and Sara was still searching for a dress, with a motive. If it isn't obvious, I was the only one who was bubbling with boredom.

"Who said we were here to visit you?" Saying that, he stalked towards the trial room with his new found pants. And I was left alone to guard his bags.

After contemplating to not move floors and go to Sara, I roamed the whole room and floor in search for a chair. I mean, both siblings are bad partners for a shopping spree but Sara hasn't even passed the selecting part yet. This man has no mercy on his little cousin. He hadn't left the trial room for 20 minutes. He think he'll evolve from that monkey face by staring at himself. My prayers were answered as he opened the door and threw that pants over the railings given and took some more clothes from the bag in my hands. Cursing my fate, I was struck with brilliant idea.

Noticing the absence of employees around me and the almost empty trial room, I snuck in and went into a room besides bhai. Closing the door, I sat on the chair relaxing my legs after almost two hours of torture. After zoning out for fifteen minutes due to immense happiness my brain finally decided to ask the right questions, like:

"What if bhai asks for me now?"

"How am I  getting out?"

"What if someone sees me here?"

"What if bhai sees me here?"

I should've thought about them...before coming to this room. Interrupting my flow of thoughts, more like, important questions aka consequences of actions the trial room door was knocked...by someone...by a man, most probably.

I leaned in and put my ear against the door, in hopes of eavesdropping. 

"Why is this person taking this long?"

"Is he the only one buying clothes or trying them on here."

"They should have a timing here. Right? We should call someone to get this person to open the door."

"Calm down. We've let them know. He should be out any minute."

"Whatever."

If following my plan of destruction, my brother called me.

"Where are you? We need to go now." He said hastily.

"I am in a room." I threw a half-cooked lie.

"What room?" He questioned.

"Washroom" More believable.

"With the shopping bag? What can I even...come to the payment counter fast." May be not so believable but it worked. 

Resting my ear against the wall I tried to sense any movement against the door. Maybe they got into some other trial rooms. I opened the door a liitle to peek outside for any stranger, after seeing that my coast is clear, I raised up the bag to cover my face and made a run to the exit door.

My sprint would have been successful if I hadn't looked to my right.  There was a man standing in the corner with his phone against his ear , he was apparently on a call, his black eyes raised in surprise after spotting me. Not giving him a chance to act I speedily walked out and went straight to the billing counter after handing my brother the bags I  took the lift to my left and went to Sara. 

In the parking lot I saw the same person, resting his head against the head space in the driver's seat and unwillingly gave him another reason to believe his eyes.

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