Next morning..
Abir sat up on his bed ... disheveled..both in look and in mind...
Sleep was eluding him... instead she tortured him..her smile,talk, touch.. everything was etched in his mind...
His alarm rang and he shut it off as he slid off from the bed...
The icy pricks of shower did nothing to improve his state of mind..
Abir checked the time...half n hour still for aarti...
He would skip today... and breakfast too.. a glass of juice will do and he will be out of here just like the days before...
Before he could see her and lose himself again.
Abir double downed the stairs and went to Mandir..
"Partner...mujhe sambhaalna....".
Abir wished earnestly with closed eyes and folded hands....
He inhaled the sweet fragrance and his brows twitched...
Honey..!!??
Mishti came out of Rajshri's room carrying aarti thaali with lit diya..
Seeing Abir at Mandir she paused...
Then.. slowly stood by him...
Abir opened his eyes to see Mishti looking at him extending the thaali..
He automatically raised his hands to venerate but with his eyes homing into her face...
Suddenly Mishti held his hand..
" ...Abiir....dhyaan kidhar ho.tumhaara.haath jal jaate .....
Abir... withdrew his hand fast..
"Sorry..woh mein..."
" Yeh lo Prasad..."
Abir took the Prasad silently ...nodded and walked to the dining table...
Meenakshii stood by the door of her room silently looking at their interplay skeptically.
She let out a sigh and went to Mishty...
"Mishti beta tum Rajshri ke liye aarti le gayi.. ..itni jaldi..."
