Rudra: good afternoon Anika Di
On his way to the poolside, he bumped into her.
Anika: good afternoon Rudra
She greeted him back with a warm smile.
Rudra: aapne IPL dekha
(Did you see the IPL?)
Anika: haan, mein saare matches dekhti
(Yes, I watch all the matches)
In excitement she exclaimed, finally someone who shares the same interest in the hype of the sport.
Anika: Gauri ko bilkul interest nahi hai in sab mein. Shayad isi liye kyunki jab season chalta, mera poora dhyaan sirf uspe hota hai
(Gauri doesn't have even the slightest interest in all this. Maybe because when the season is going on, all my attention is on that only)
Proudly she explained to him, concluding the speech with a sheepish smile.
Rudra: kaun aapke favourites hai?
(Who are your favourites?)
Anika: hands down Dhoni
Rudra: me too Di
They found a subject to build their conversation on, and soon they were indulged fully. On his way out to the office, Shivaay heard the non-stop talking. He was taken back at how much they were going on and on, it seemed they would never finish. If only he could find a topic and have everlasting talks about it with her instead of that Dumbell Rudy.
It was the delivery man at the door who called out, bringing him back to the real world.
Shivaay: kya?
(What?)
Man: Sir yeh parcel
(Sir this parcel)
Shivaay: mere sar per rakh lo
(Keep it on my head)
Fully annoyed, Shivaay snapped back at the poor innocent deliverer. His whole thought process was actually trying to generate some ideas until this guy came and disturbed him. Feeling the delivery guy getting closer to him, Shivaay looked back at him and stumbled seeing the parcel high in the air above him
Shivaay: fhat the wuck?
The embarrassed man lowered his arms along with the cardboard box in his arms. Shivaay just brushed his suit and adjusted his blazer sleeves.
Man: Sir aapne hi toh kaha...
(Sir you only said...)
Shivaay: logo ko ho gaya kya?
(What has happened to people?)
This incident made him remember when he met that receptionist at Anika's old office, God what an awkward encounter.
Shivaay: give it to one of the guards
Shaking his head, Shivaay spun his car keys on his finger as he went to his vehicle. Now just that 1 hour meeting and then he's free for the week. The delivery guy simply watched the car turn out of the gates before disappearing into the distance.
Man: Ajeeb launda, bolta kuch lekin jab voh kare toh gussa hota?
(Weird guy, says something but when we do that, he gets angry?)
His eyes lay on our innocent Khannah, who was passing by on his daily duties
Man: excuse me, this parcel is for Mr Oberoi
Khannah: kaunsa?
(Which one?)
Man: Rudra?
Khannah: yah dedo
(Give it here)
After carefully handing over the box, the guy fled away in order to avoid something like the earlier situation.
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Dil Ki Kahaani
FanfictionFabulous cover by @shivikamadlover I love it so much She lost hers and he was about to loose his. But her one decision saved his, and that's how their story began. Sometimes we have to think of how our actions can benefit those around us, instead...
