3. Ik Mulaaqat

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Inaayat's POV

After the scene at the Headquarters I definitely needed some coffee.

And coffee at my favorite cafe would be the only thing I wanted right now

I walk into Anavrin

Anavrin actually was the place where I and Nivaan had our first date, It's a long story tho

But what I didn't know was that Anavrin was actually owned by Nivaan

Anavrin was a cafe with the best ambience and there was always some soft Bollywood music playing especially the soulful ones of Mohit Chauhan. Above all it even had a library and even empty books for you to sit and write.

But After the accident, the cafe was different, the music no more played the books were removed and it was just a normal cafe

Anavrin was called so because it was the reverse of Nirvana. Nivaan named it so because he believed that coffee, books and music were the things that could lead to salvation and enlightenment

As I sat down my phone rang

"Innu, Karan is saying that one of your friends is getting married in Istanbul" She said.

I sighed.

Karan was really the dumbest guy I've ever met in my life

"Haan maa, It all happened suddenly, she even sent the tickets and they're non refundable so I've to go" I lied

"Yeah maybe you should, you've never gone out, after the accident, Theek hai come home quick I'll pack your saaman and keep" She said

"Okay maa love you" I said hanging up as I went to order my coffee.

But even before I could order mine, the waitress said that an anonymous guy has paid the bill and left a note for me

I was surprised

"Anything else you can tell about him" I asked

"No maam I'm sorry I don't remember" She said

I looked around and couldn't spot anyone with a book or a pen.

I went back to my table and opened the note

Dil Ki Hasrat Zuban Pe Aane Lagi
Aapne Dekha Aur Zindagi Muskurane Lagi
Yeb Ishq Ki Inteha Thi Ya Deewangi Meri
Har Soorat Me Soorat Teri Nazar Aane Lagi

To my 22 from 64

I couldn't believe this. It couldn't be some mere coincidence.

I look around but don't spot Nivaan anywhere

I knew the waitress wouldn't help me so I approached the guy at my next table

"Excuse me? " I said as he looked up.

I think it was his first time here, he hadn't ordered anything yet, so maybe he was observing the place and he could have seen Nivaan.

"Yes? " He said

His voice sounded stuck. As if he was having a cold

"Did you see anyone rush out of the cafe? " I asked

" Yeah someone definitely did, he was in a white shirt " He said

Nivaan hated white, He loved black more but then he often wore the 5 white shirts with different prints that I had gifted him

"Thank you and haan yahaan ka Belgian chocolate chip is really great you should try it and haan thanks once again" I said as I ran out

I looked around everywhere but didn't find anyone

Maybe he was here in some vehicle, I realized I almost walked a kilometer and a half looking for him

I sighed.

As I turned I accidentally bump into someone and the coffee spills on his white shirt

"Shit" He cursed

"I'm so sorry" I said immediately

He tried cleaning it with his bare hands

"I'm so sorry I'm really really sorry" I said

"Arre nahi nahi it's okay" I said when a song played

"Damn it" He said removing his phone which had some coffee on it

"Do you have a tissue? " He asked me

"No but I have a handkerchief and you can use it" I said handing him over mine

"No that's okay I'm fine" He said

"No please I insist please" I pleaded

He smiled and took the handkerchief and wiped the coffee stains away

He answered the call

"Hello sir good morning" He said

"Ji sir I actually started for the interview but I got stuck because the tyre of my vehicle gave away" He said

He had an interview and I think I just ruined it!

"I will meet you tomorrow" He said and hung up as he gave me an awkward smile.

"I'm really really sorry I didn't mean to.. "

"Can you relax for a moment? " He said

"But i just ruined your interview"

"I actually want to say a thank you" He said as I looked at him surprised

"Look I didn't want this job, I felt I was never the job loving kind, I want to own a cafe and that's my dream, I was praying to God to just give me a sign that this job is not the right thing for me" He said

I felt somewhat relieved

"And then this small accident, that's the sign I was waiting for, You just came like a farishta so thank you" He said

"I'm still guilty, Can I make it up somehow? " I asked

"Yeah All you have to do is suggest me a cafe which is on sale so that I can start my business" He said

"Oh in that case I'll suggest Anavrin, its one of the best cafes in the locality and it's also for sale, You can buy it maybe" I suggested

"Anavrin, What a unique name! " He exclaimed

"If you reverse it, it's Nirvana" I said

"Woah that was deep" He exclaimed

"I know the manager on a personal note, so I can even recommend your name for the job to be done" I informed

"That's really a big favour" He said "But what shall I call my reference person as? "

"Inaayat.. Mallik" I said

"Great, I'll remember that" He said as I gave him my visiting card "If you need any help"

"Thanks once again" He said smiling at the card

"So what's your name stranger? Don't mind me, I'm asking for the recommendation purpose. " I said

"No offense taken, My bad I didn't introduce myself First" He said

"I'm Zayn.... Zayn Alghazi"

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