Chapter 19

Hellooo guyssssss…

Here I am with a  SuperMaha Update since its coming after a week.

It’s the Longest update I have written for this FF Yet.

12k words plus – Hoping that the Length does the Justice for it coming after a week.

Ok guys..IMP NOTE – PLS IMAGINE FAWAD KHAN as ASHER KHAN(Since Its an FF I have the liberty to imagine..hehe..pls google him incase you don’t know him..he debuted with Sonam Kapoor in Khoobsurat)

And Now.

I shall let you all dive in without further delay.

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Chapter 18 – Why Do The Oceans Meet??

One Day Later

Sunday Morning

7AM

Khushi’s POV

My eyes flutter open as my alarm buzzes and on reflex, first thing out, my hands reach out for my phone from my side desk and I shut out the alarm and sit up in bed, half way, and put my phone off the flight mode and just as I do, my whatsapp, starts beeping.

I grin.

Its 1030 AM in India right now.

Ofcourse, I had my usual goodmorning messages waiting for me from My Hoodie Guy.

I cant believe I called him – My Hoodie Guy, again.

But to be honest, in my heart – I wanted to call him that.

Because to the world he was ASR – but to me in the core of my heart– he was My Hoodie Guy.

I mean guys, cmon, if he can call me His Sunshine – I can call him My Hoodie Guy too right?

My eyes fall on the messages hes written.

There was one at 8am : Goodmorning Sunshine.Ok technically not yet for you, because its 430 am in Cape Town and you are still sleeping.I have just woken up, and just going to freshen up and stuff and head for a little swim before breakfast.I hope you are having a good sleep Sunshine!

There was another message at 9 15 am : Ok Sunshine! I had an amazing swim, relaxed my nerves totally, now I know why Cap prefers the waters more than the gym.Anyway so now im headed down for breakfast with the team and I think I will be done in about one hour or so, and then I do have some time to relax before we all have decided to step out for a traditional south style lunch you know since we are in Chennai.And then ofcourse you know the usual, pre match meets, discussions and then we will finally head to the stadium by 6pm.Honestly – I am so excited.Its the final afterall.Message me when you wake up Sunshine, you know my mornings only get better after I see you or listen to your voice.

I smile as I read that , and I immediately text him.

Me : Goodmorning Hoodie guy, I just woke up, still in bed, and message you first thing.Are you done with breakfast?? Your day sounds very very interesting already Arnav, I can only imagine how excited you must be.

My phone buzzes immediately.

He is video calling me.

Hes probably just got free and was in his room now.

I swipe up the green button and his handsome face fills in my screen and I can see that hes leaned back into the bed of his hotel bed too and hes got his hand up his head in his usual relaxing position and he says – “ hey you…Goodmorning Sunshine, that smile on your face just made my day better....”

Theme Park Operation in the Pit of My Stomach – On.

Goosebumps – On.

Blush – On

This man is going to destroy me.

I smile, as I say – “ I could say the same hoodie guy, you do know seeing you first thing in the morning , makes me feel like that the day is going to be brilliant anyway..its been that way too for a long time now..”

He raises his eyebrow now – “ really??? And you tell me now??

I chuckle as is say – “ better late than never, right hoodie guy?”

He nods – “ yes sunshine..”

I say honestly – “ ok how about I freshen up and then call you back, you called the minute I messaged, I did not get the time to step out of bed even..”

He grins at that as he says giving me a wink – “ that was the point Sunshine, I called you immediately because I wanted to see you first thing as you woke up..”

I roll my eyes as I say embarrassed – “ why yaaa hoodie guy?? I have no clue why you want to see me looking like a sleepy mess??????”

His smile reduces a little as he looks at me intently through the screen that I can almost feel the intensity through my phone as he says – “ ok sunshine, did it ever occur to you that that’s not how you look to my eye right now..”

I look at him confused – “ huh??”

His gaze is still intent – “ I mean, you are crazy to think that you look like a sleepy mess, you have no idea how naturally sexy you look when you’v just woken up..I cant take my eyes off you dammit..i could just sit here all day and look at you like that..”

WAIT.

WHAAAAAAAAAAAAATTTTTTTTTTTT??????

DID HE JUST SAY THAT OUT LOUD TO ME??

AND WHY IS HE LOOKING AT ME LIKE THAT????????????

THANK GOD – HE IS NOT IN FRONT OF ME FOR REAL.

I WOULD HAVE FAINTED OR PROBABLY HAD A MINI PANIC ATTACK EPISODE, IF HE SAID THAT TO ME WHILE BEING NEXT TO ME!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

And he’s clearly waiting for me to say something, and hes grinning because he has this super amused expression on his face, and I have blushed to a shade of crimson maroon maybe, and I just put my hands to my cheeks and I fan them in a dramatic way and he chuckles as he says – “ oohh my sunshine is speechless now..for the first time ever..”,and before I can say something, he grins as he adds – “ im glad you don’t have a glass of water next to you, something you always sip on, in order to hide the blushes that creep your cheeks when you talk to me..”

I am sure my eyes have widened to a size of cup and saucers because I thought my trick was working and he would not notice this at all.

Apparently Not.

And just the way he is looking at me right now – GOD.

I feel shy.

I actually feel shy.

I just give him a embarrassed smile as I say – “ can I call you back?? Five minutes..”

He chuckles as he says – “ ohh, you feel like you are at a loss of words now and you want to escape..fine khushi..escape as much as you want whilst you can because you are on the other side of the screen, but know that I will not let you escape when I see you for real..”

THAT’S IT.

I HAVE PROBABLY BLUSHED TO A SHADE OF RED TOMATOE PUREE THAT’S BEEN COOKED PERFECTLY ON THAT SIMMER.

I literally cant get any words outta my mouth and I just give him a embarrassed smile and hang up.

Right then my phone beeps.

Its him obviously.

Him :  Sunshine..you are so freaking adorable when you blush.i love the fact that I can make you blush.

Ok, I think im having a mini panic attack right now itself.

My heart beats raced.

I clutch my heart and I feel like electricity has just given me a short circuit all through my body.

What did he mean by he wasn’t going to let me escape when he saw me??

I literally run to my washroom and I splash my face with cold water because my cheeks are burning up!!!!

Because Hoodie Guys,sublte yet intense flirtation is driving me nuts too!!!!

I quickly pick up my phone and I text him honestly.

Me : I am so embarrassed over the way I just blushed.and you are crazy to think that’s adorable.

Him : you gotta look at yourself from my eyes one day, and you will know what I mean then, Sunshine!!

Me : You are doing it again.

Him : I am doing what?

Me : you are making me speechless.its a big deal.you know I always have something to say.i am never at a loss of words.

Him : I love that I can make you speechless, too.

Me : Arnav..please...

Him : please what Sunshine??

Me : please don’t..don’t look at me like you were looking through the phone right now..

Him : and why is that????????why souldnt I look at you like that Khushi??

I sigh, but I decide to text him back honestly.

This was easier to admit on text.

But Wait.

I am living in the 21st century..and totally feeling all old school and crazy right now because…why does it feel like that - everything is so freaking more crazyily intense, when we are writing it out to each other??

Me : it gave me goosebumps all over..ok…you are going to drive me nuts…

My phone beeps immediately.

Him : does it ever occur to you that – that is exactly what I want to do Khushi..

I wash my face like ten times now with cold water and quickly brush my teeth and five minutes later after I have finished freshening up and gathered some guts to be able to write back to him, I pick out my phone and I write as I ask the question on my mind honestly.

Me : you want to drive me nuts?? Why??

My phone beeps immediately.

Him : because you drive me nuts too.its about time you know how that feels.

Me : I drive you nuts???????????Me??????????????????????

Him : Yes,You Dammit.! Like I said before, and I will say it again – you gotta see yourself from my eyes Sunshine and you will know what I mean.

Me : Arnav..please..

Him : Can I call you?

Me: Ok. But voice call please.No video call right now.

Him : why? You haven’t stopped blushing yet?

Me : Fineeeeeeeee!!!!! I feel like im still -A SHADE OF RED TOMATOE PUREE THAT’S BEEN COOKED PERFECTLY ON THAT SIMMER.And this is after I have washed my face with ice cold water like twenty times already.

Him : really????????? And only your fascinating head can come up with something like that right now Sunshine, but I need to see you now.

Me : NOOOOOOOOOOOO Wayyyy.

Him : you know what else I want right now?

My hands are literally shaking right now as I type : whatttttttt?

Him : I just want to invent that bloody teleportal myself this very minute.

Me : haha..thank god for the seven seas in between of us then.(I add a sticky tongue emoticon)

Him : you are thanking god for the geographical distance in between of us right now???????

Me : Yes, I am.

Him : I am damming him.

My hands are trembling as I admit honestly gathering all my guts.

Me : I am thanking him, because if you said that to my face right now, id probably faint or get a panic attack in this very moment, that’s how fast my pulse is right now.what are you doing to me Arnav..

Him : you have no idea how good I felt to read that.but im still damming god for this geographical distance.

Me : Arnav..

Him : Yes Sunshine.

Me : I am still speechless…I don’t think I can talk to you right now..I will be able to get my voice out to you right now surely..

Him : really???? You mean that?

Me : yes I do.Can you give me like twenty minutes or something.i have to leave at 830am for that private tour also.i will just get ready and then call you whilst im making breakfast and coffee.

My phone beeps : ok sunshine! Make me a cup too though.

I smile as I read that and I quickly text : see you in twenty minutes then HG.

Him : Can’t Wait.

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Twenty Five Minutes Later

I walk out of my shower, and I have finally been able to steady my nerves.

God.

This Hoodie Guy – is going to Destroy Me.

I have never ever felt this way ever before.

I put on my skinny dark blue denims and then put on my round neck floral red tee and I just towel dry my hair a little and right then my phone beeps with a notification.

I pick up my phone.

It’s an email notification.

From my private tour’s car club company.

We usually get the information of our clients and pick up address, just an hour before we are supposed to pick them up for the day trip.

And I read the name of the person who is going to be my client for the day.

Asher Khan.

Wait???

Is this that same Asher Khan? That suited businessman who was very rude to his CA in that Big Bus Mixer??

This was such a crazy coincidence.

But wait.

He wasn’t the only Asher Khan in South Africa right?

And on that note I remembered, that amongst all the stuff happening in my head with trying to deal with the high courts of social medias and all the crazy articles that were now sprouting up about Aisha and Hoodie Guy – I totally forgot to tell Hoodie guy about this Asher Khan.

I mean there wasn’t anything to say, because it was just a casual encounter and I didn’t ever think I was going to see him again, but incase if I am going to see him today by chance, I think I want to talk to Hoodie Guy about this.

I take a deep breathe as I quickly text Arnav.

Me : HG, I am good to connect now.

My phone buzzes immediately,and I swipe up as I accept the video call on whatsapp and place it in its usual position on the kitchen counter and I see his grinning face fill in the screen again and he winks as he asks – “ so are you wearing red today because you think I wont be able to catch on that blush and you can blame it on the reflection of your clothes because of the sunlight that’s falling in your room??”

JEEEEEEEEEEEEEEZZZZZZZZZZZZZ!

HOW DID HE FIGURE THAT OUT?

But I cannot let him make me go speechless right now, for I have to talk to him.

I smile as I put my hands on my waist and then I act like im taking deep breathes in my usual dramatic ways that makes him laugh and I grin as I switch on the kettle and get my breads into the toaster and I say placing my hands on the counter – “ please..Arnav..i have to talk to you about something, don’t make me go speechless now..”

He grinned and he winked and he now adjusts his pillow under his hands as hes lying down on his stomach totally relaxed on his hotel bed and he says – “ ok sunshine..”

I grin as I ask – “ should I start with my rant now..”

He grins – “ shoot…”

I smile at him as I say – “ so you know something funny happened at the big bus mixer..”

He nods and then winks – “ oh you looked smoking hot in that jumpsuit Khushi..”

I gape at him as I say – “ Arnav..please…”

He grins – “ ok ok go on..”

I smile as I start to prep my coffee and he asks – “ making one for me too right??”

I nod as I say – “ don’t I always??”

I always poured a little coffee for him in my other cup when I made some for me, and kept it aside for him.

But what he didn’t know was that everytime we finished talking, I drank his share of coffee too.

He grins – “ ok so what happened??”

My toasts are still in the toaster and I keep my eye on them and I say – “ so you know im walking out the washroom, cursing Diya because yes the jumpsuit was beautiful but it can be very uncomfortable too, so im telling my self in my head that I should never listen to her again or wear any of the clothes she wants to dress me up with and im also in my white stiletos which are giving me a crazy shoe bite and then im just like in my head telling myself to get out of the mixer in like the next couple of minutes because of my uber schedule and also because I wanted to listen to the commentary for your match..but then I was thirsty so I walk to the bar to get myself some water because it’s a major rule of my life hoodie guy, I never take a drink out of anyones hand even if its water, in a party or something..”

He smiles – “ I like that rule of yours Sunshine..”

I smile as I now start pouring in the coffee in my cup and in his too and I say, after mixing it up and stirring it up and now taking a sip off it – “ so yes whilst im at the bar, I see this Asian man, probably your age..sitting on a stool and being like super rude to his CA over the phone, giving him a hard time because he isn’t aware of the latest revisions in the tax rates that can have a impact on his financial investments..and he was so rude over the phone like he said to his poor CA..”,and I now try to imitate his rude voice and tone to Arnav, because I love my drama and I say – “he’s like I give you three minutes to check on this and get back to me, I acnt believe you don’t know this for a chartered accountant who is supposed to know it all…”

Arnav laughs and then he asks now totally interested.

How do I interest him so much again?

I grin and I continue enacting to him and I say – “and jeez dude, im like right there, a chartered accountant in the making, im obviously feeling very bad for that guy on the other side of the phone and because I just gave my exam that morning I knew the rates by heart because I have the financial management route in my CA where as his CA probably had the audits route..i figured that out in my head hoodie guy, so I just wrote down the revised tax rates on the napkin and shoved it in front of him…and then im walking out and he waves the napkin at me to ask – whats this..and I tell him it’s the revised tax rates, and then he looks at me from top to toe in a totally doubtful, condescending manner and he says that you are here on this mixer because you are a tourist guide for the big bus, how do you know this…”

Arnav nods – “ that is rude....”

I nod – “ exactly right…so..then I give it back to him in a very polite manner..”

Arnav – “ really?? What did you say??”

I now pick up my toasts and start buttering one and I take out the jam from the fridge and I put jam on one of the other toasts and i hear Arnav ask with amusement – “ wait..did you just put butter on one toast and jam on the other, and then put it on top of the other as one..”

I grinned – “ yes I did..have you never tasted this Arnav…its yummyyy…”,and I take a bite into the combine taste of jam and butter and I say honestly – “ my taste buds are also goofy and weird hoodie guy..anyways can I continue with my rant??

He grins as he says – “ ok yes go on..”,and I sit on my table with my toasts and coffee and as I eat and sip my coffee in between , i fill him about everything, with every detail as and what happened and I finish saying – “so then the last thing he asked me was if I watched cricket, and I told him I didn’t and then still did try to make a little conversation but I excused myself and came to the car and then we had that little chat before I started my uber schedule for the night…”

Arnav takes a deep breathe as he asks – “ what did you say his name was again..”

I say – “ Asher Khan..and It was just a casual encounter , and I didn’t think I am going to see him again ever, and also because my head was busy working on that emotional contingent liabilities reserve trying to process all these articles that have been popping up about Ahana and You, it totally slipped my mind to talk to you about it..”

He now says sheepishly – “ I am sorry that I have no control over all of this khushi…”

I smile – “ aree I didn’t bring it up to discuss that , it was just a point of  context to explain you what my mind was occupied with that I forgot to tell you about this…”,and I pause as I say – “and im telling you about Asher Khan right now , because I just got a email notification about the person who has booked me for the private tour and the location of pick up from their house – the name read Asher Khan, hoodie guy, so obviously there can be more Asher khans in cape town, but just in case he turns out to be the same guy, I thought, I mean I wanted to tell you that I might just be spending the day as that rude businessman’s tourist guide..”

He smiles at that as he says – “ thank you khushi for letting me know that..but I guess he wont be the same asher khan…”

I nod as I say – “ I guess so too..”,and I look at the time on my phone as I say – “ ok hoodie guy, I gotta get going in five minutes now..”

He grins as he says – “ really? Already??”

I grin – “ time flies with you hoodie guy..”

He grins – “ you know what?”

I ask – “ what?

He grins as he gazes into my eyes – “ sometimes whilst we are talking theres nothing more I want to do , than to just pause time..”

OK.

He is making me speechless and im starting to blush into that tomato puree shade again.

I give him an embarrassed smile as I say softly – “ you are doing it again..making me speechless..”

He grins as he says – “ god…that look on your face right now is so adorable khushi..”,and he groans as he says – “..where is that damm teleportal dammit..”

That look of his is starting to drive me nuts and I need to distract myself.

I quickly start tying my now almost dry hair into a ponytail and I can see that hes still intently watching me and once im done finishing tying up my hair, I finally gather the guts to look into his eyes now as I ask sure my voice was trembling – “ what??? Why are you looking at me like that..you are..”

He continues to look at me intently as he asks now raising his eyebrow – “ staring..i know..maybe because I want too..do you know you have a sinfully gorgeous neckline..”

I look at him as I say softly – “ gosh..arnav…”,and I feel so damm shy and I immediately turn off my video and I can hear him groan – “ you just didn’t do that to me again Khushi…”

I steady my nerves as I admit honestly, and softly, in a voice that is trembling now – “ I did..Arnav..i have to drive now ok..please…how am I going to be able to concentrate on the road if you keep looking at me like that..it will come to haunt me..while im driving..”

He chuckles now and I chukle too and I say – “ ok hoodie guy, incase I am busy in all my touristy duties and don’t get to call you again, all the best for the game hoodie guy, just enjoy yourself out there and it will be a good game anyway..”

He – “ thank you sunshine..but we’ll text in between if you do get a break or something?

I say – “ yes Arnav..”

He – “ oh and when you meet this Asher Khan , will you drop me a quick text to let me know if it’s the same him from the mixer or someone else?”

“ofcourse hoodie guy…ok, im getting out now Arnav..speak laterzzzz…”

“Later sunshine…”,and I hang up.

And I take a couple of deep breathes to steady myself and I make my way towards the car and I get behind the wheel and I cant help but smile.

Yup.

I am right.

My Hoodie Guy is going to Destroy Me

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Khushi’s POV Continues..

8:45 AM

So I am waiting outside this Huge Mansion in the super- posh neighbourhood of Cape town called – The Constantia.It is one of the most coveted neighbourhoods of our city definetly and I have never been here ever before – to be honest.But thanks to the GPS, it brought me to the exact address as listed in the email.This posh neighbourhood is only 18 kms away from the heart of Cape town and it is a  breathtaking area, its got this amazingly lush greenry all around.

And as I look at this huge luxurious mansion in front of me, I can only wonder, why would anyone living in there want to hire a private taxi, wouldn’t they be having private chauffeur’s?

I am just leaning against the door of my usual Uber - Rahul’s Ford Eco-sport which is like one of the most economical SUV’s in our country and waiting for an intimation from the security guard at the gate.

I did tell him five minutes ago that I was here for a pick up of Asher Khan and right then, the guard gestures me to get the car into the gates.

I do as I am told and I get behind the wheel and take the car into the gates of this beautiful mansion.

And as I take in the luxuriousness of this mansion and the lush lawns around, a huge pool on one side and the three storey beautiful white stoned building, I cant help but wonder again.

Why would anyone who is living here want a private taxi???

Anyway – I remember Dad’s words and my experience with hoodie guy – that I should not be judgmental here or hold any perceptions in my head based on the book cover.

I wait in my car patiently and I now see three people step out the doors.

And I recognise One of them Immediately.

Its That Same Asher Khan from the Big Bus Mixer.

Really?????? What were the chances yaaa!!

Anyway I look at the other two people.

And I see the other man next to him lace his arm around the woman, and my their close proximity I can understand that the other two are a couple as he kisses, the womans cheek lovingly and they are now making their way towards the car.

Ok Then.

I quickly text Arnav : Hoodie guy, it’s the same Asher Khan from the mixer.There are two more people with him, a young couple.

My phone beeps immediately : Ok sunshine.Drive safely ok? Message me whenever you are free, you know I will only leave for the stadium by 6pm IST.

I quickly text back : I will HG.i e my time 230, I will get a little lunch time in between.will message you then.Gotta rush now.

Him :Take care Sunshine.Be safe on the road, and keep the speed limit on check in case you are on the Highyway.

I smile as I read that.

God Hoodie Guy.

I ask my brains to focus on work now.

And I take a deep breathe and I quickly pick up the formal papers that I am now supposed to get signed by Asher Khan before the start off this trip.

I step out the car and I walk up to them, and I can see the surprise and shock on his face as he sees me and he says – “ khushi..right??we met at the Big Bus Mixer..”

I give him a polite smile as I say – “ yes Sir..”

And he leans aside as he looks at the car behind me – “and are you going to be our chauffeur and  tourist guide for the day????”

I nod – “ yes sir..”

He grins at me amused – “ okk..khushi..where do I sign??”,and I show him where he has too sign and he does sign and then says – “ so these are my best friends from college, this is Zain and this is Zara..they are here all the way from London for the first time..”

I give them a polite smile as I say – “ hello guys, so you haven’t mentioned the location of your visit yet..i did get a head up that it was going to be a tour out of the city..”

Zara grinned as she said – “ the Cape of Good Hope, ofcourse…I have heard so much about it..so that’s where we go..”,and she looks at Asher as she says – “khushi right??”

I nod and she says with a friendly smile – “  I read really good reviews about your company up online and that’s why I booked it up and gave Asher’s address, because we have been staying here..”

Ok so now I Know.

Mr.Asher Khan never booked this taxi.

His friend did.

I look at the three of them – “ Then Cape of Good Hope it is..we are good to start guys..”

The other guy Zain shakes hands with me too and both Zara and Zain get in the backseat and Zara tells Asher – “ cmon hop on in, in the front seat Asher, I know you love to drive yourself all the time, but sometimes maybe enjoy the view too”

I take a deep breathe and I see Asher give his friends and get in the front seat and I get in behind the wheel, and I adjust my seat belt and I look at Asher as I ask – “ I do have to fill up on gas, I didn’t do it before coming because I didn’t want to get late..can we make a quick stop at the station?and then we will be on our way it’s a one hour thirty minutes drive from here..”

He nods – “ yes, but you need to call me Sir, Khushi..call me Asher..”

I give him a polite smile as I say – “ thank you but..sir is good..”,and I start driving.

……………………..

Asher stole a glance at Khushi as she was driving , and he couldn’t believe the coincidence that had happened here, for him to be running into Khushi like this.

She had been on his mind for a while,after that Big Bus Mixer.

She was beautiful and she was also was very intelligent.

He cant help but smile to himself as he remembers their little conversation at the Big Bus Mixer, or how she had given it back to him to the point but very respectfully too.

He was intrigued by her – she did say she was a chartered accountant student and then she drove uber too and now private taxi tours on Sundays.

Clearly a very hardworking girl.

His phone beeps.

Its his best friend Zara from behind the seat.

Zara : I think I saw you stealing a glance at Khushi for the third time now.

He quickly responds.

Asher : Shut up Zara. It’s the view I am looking at.

His phone beeps.

Zara : Clearly, someone is enjoying the view.

Asher : Stop it.

Right then, he sees Khushi pulling up into a service station and she stops the car in front of the gas station, and quickly gets off, and handles it all swiftly and he was very amused by the sight of her fueling in the car with the gas pipe in her hand.

It wasn’t that he hadn’t seen a woman fuel in a car before.

It was her transparent expressions that amused him.

He had never seen anyone enjoy refuelling a car as much as Her.

Once she was done, she got in behind the wheel and she continued driving as she asked – “ do you guys want some music???? You can play your playlists..or is the radio ok?”

Zain – “ im sure Zara wants to play her playlist..right baby?is its ok with you??

Khushi – “ ofcourse it is..”

Zara grins as she says – “ thank you..is the Bluetooth on?”

Khushi says – “ yes it is..”

Zara puts on some songs immediately and Khushi catches a look in the review mirror quickly as she catches a glimpse of Zara now snuggling close into Zain.

They did make a cute couple.

As they stop on the red light now, Khushi checks on the GPS and she then checks her phone as she says – “ ok guys so the chapman’s peaks drive is close, some maintanence work is on..we will have to take the other route..”

Zain – “ no worries, is this route longer?

Khushi – “ not really sir, just ten minutes longer..we will get there well in time..”

Zara – “ oh im so excited, iv read so much about it..its where the two oceans meet right..khushi??”

Khushi smiled as she spoke – “ yes indeed, they do say it’s a gorgeous sight..the Indian Ocean and the Atlantic Ocean..so there’s a lot of interesting facts around it, most people believe the same that its that its where the two oceans meet..a epic phenomena by mother nature, but you know what theres a other side of it too..that say its probably a myth..”

Asher now looks at Khushi as he asks – “ really??? Theres another side of it??”

Khushi gives him a polite smile – “ yes sir, theres always another side right..”

Zara switches off the music as she asks – “ ok tell me about this other side of the tale..please..”

Khushi continued driving and she smiled at Zara through the review mirror – “ ok so to be honest, I always thought the former too, but you know since iv started my job as a tourist guide with the big bus and these private taxi tours, iv been doing a lot of study and research on the same, because I want to be able to tell everyone all the facts, and then you guys can choose to believe whichever is more interesting, but as a tourist guide, its my official duty to talk about it all..the myths , the facts..”

Zain grinned as he placed his hands around Zara’s shoulder – “they do say there is an amazing old light house up there, which was used in the old times as a beacon for ships etc to warn them about the rocky winds and the shore…is that a myth too??”

Khushi grinned – “ well, no that part of it is true…”

Zara – “you must have been there so many times right??”

Khushi smiled – “ well to be very honest maam, I will be going there with you all for the first time,this is my first private tour to the Cape of Good Hope..but I promise that – that will not impact your tour, because I have prepped for my job well..i can tell you all you want to know..”

Zara grinned as she leaned in a little in th ecenter from behind – “ can I start with some touristy questions then??”

Khushi smiled – “ totally maam..”

Zara – “ call me Zara please..”

Khushi smiled – “ ok Zara..”

And Zara starts off with her questions and Khushi starts answering her, in her full tourist guide mode on, totally oblivious to the fact that, the man sitting next to her was getting completely fascinated by her every gesture, and specially by that heartfelt innocent smile.

……………………

100 Minutes Later

Khushi’s POV

I smile as I hand back Zara’s phone to her after clicking a group picture of her, Zain and Asher Khan.

We were at this view point right near the shore and stones which had a placard sort of a huge board that said – CAPE OF GOOD HOPE.

Zara walks up to me as she says – “ thank you khushi..so what do you recommend we start from..”

Zain walks up to her and laces his hand into her arm, which makes me smile and Asher now walks up to stand next to them and he gives me a polite smile.

What happened to the rude and grudgy fellow from the Mixer?

Or maybe that was just one of his Bad Days.

We all have them.

Khushi – we must not be judgemental.

And I take a deep breathe as I say to them – “ ok everyone, what do you guys want to do now..so look guys we are here,,its like supposedly the most breathtaking ocean and mountain scenery in the world…so we have the lighthouse viewpoint obviously which we have to hike up for..and then we obviously have to take the flying dutchman funicular to this other viewpoint from the other side below the light house, they also have an amazing restaurant there, which I suggest you all stop at for lunch, and then my another recommendation would be that we definetly do walk the shipwreck trail to view a few of the 26 recorded shipwrecks that happened around Cape point, because of the crazy winds and the rocks that were the nightmares to sailors..i suggest we continue this after the lunch..and then after if you all just want to chill around and enjoy the view we can do that, but we have to leave by Sunset, because the vehicles leaving after that are going to get fined..”.

Zain grins as he holds Zara’s hand – “ great how about the hike upto the light house first..”

Zara nods and I smile at them and the two of them start walking up towards the stairs that’s going to take us to the top of the lighthouse, and to my surprise Asher slows down his pace as he starts walking next to me and I look at him confused and I says with a smile – “ the reason why Zain has got Zara here today, is because he wants to propose to her on that lighthouse..so I want to give them a little privacy now..so if you don’t mind me walking next to you..”

Really????????????

Whats so epic about this lighthouse ya.

Even Rahul proposed Diya here.

And now people are coming all the way from London for this.

Wow Ya!

The things people for Love.

I give him a polite smile – “sure..no worries..”,and we now start walking up the stairs to the lighthouse.

And he asks – “ so what do you do khushi? Apart from private tours, charted accountancy and big bus..??”

Ok.

Why is he wanting to make conversation.

But wait.

I cant be rude for no reason.

I take a deep breathe as I say – “Well im going to start my final year in a month from now..but apart from what you already know, I also work at a management accounting firm during the day between 9 to 3 and then I do café shifts at my uncles coffee shop , before getting to my uber schedule..”

He nods – “ that’s a lot of hard work Khushi..cudos to you..”

I give him a polite smile – “ thank you..”,..I asked – “what about you?what do you do apart from scolding your CA’s over the phone..”

He stopped for a second and then shrugged his shoulders and laughed – “ you caught me on a bad day, I was in a foul mood that day, clearly not a very nice impression I left there..”

Ok.

Now I feel like I was a little rude.

I smile – “ no I don’t mean that..we all have bad days..its ok..anyways so what do you do Sir.”

He smiled – “ call me Asher..you are calling Zara and Zain by their names now..so why not me?”

Ok.Point.

I didn’t want to single him out for no reason.

I shrugged – “ ok asher..”

We are halfway up the climb as he now says – “ so im a businessman..which im sure you figured out that day..im into the hospitality industry..”

Ok and I ask on reflex – “ you mean like resturants..”

He – “ that yes..but more like Hotels..”

OK THEN.

I ask – “so you have like a hotel in Cape Town??”

He nods – “ yes..the Table Bay Hotel..”

I am sure my eyes widen.

Because DUDE!

The Table Bay Hotel is like one of the poshest luxurious hotel in Cape Town,and I have a little knowledge that its part of the SunLux luxury hotel collection..which has its amazing properties all over our country.

And I ask – “wait..the table bay is like the part of sunlux luxury hotel collection right..??”

He nods as he gives me a smile – “ yes it is..”

And he catches the surprise on my face as he says now climbing the stairs next to me – “ so  my family has been here in South Africa for decades now..my ancestors kind of migrated to India from Lahore at the time of the partition in 1947 and they lived in India for a while and then everyone shifted base here in the 1960’s..we have been here forever since..iv been in London ever since my primary years for my education and I only came back to SA, after abbu’s untimely death last year..i had to step into his shoes and take over as the CEO of the Sun International group of hotels..”

I say honestly – “ im sorry to hear about your father..”

He nods – “ it was so untimely, totally unexpected, i only regret the fact that I didn’t get to say goodbye..”

A sad smile comes up my face on reflex as I admit honestly now hopping up three more steps faster – “ I know how that feels..so I understand..”

He climbs up next to me as he asks – “ what do you mean you know how that feels??”

I admit honestly – “ I lost my entire family in a plane crash a little over a year ago..so untimely, so suddenly, didn’t get to say goodbye..”

I can see the shock on his face as he says – “ im sorry..”

I shrug – “ don’t be….life is the greatest teacher they say..its teaches you to cope up..you gotta move on right..”,and I pause as I look at him confused – “ but wait..if you have like your hotels and stuff what were you doing at the big bus mixer???”

He smiled – “well im thinking of expansion into the travel industry in our country..im in the process of acquiring the big bus operations in South Africa..so yea I was just there because I had a meeting with the current management at the headoffice and they asked me to step in for a while at the mixer..”

I nod as I say politely – “ ok…”,and I turn around and continue walking up the stairs.

We now reach a beautiful view point that is just one stop below the main Viewpoint at the Lighthouse and I see Zara and Zain gesture us to come join them.

I can see Zara is jumping up in glee so I guess the proposal already happened.

I see Asher walk up to hug his friends, and I give them privacy, as I now walk to the other side and look out at the ocean.

I take a deep breathe and I can feel the wind playing with my hair now and I just close my eyes for a second, listening to the sound of the waves crashing on the rocks below and I slowly open my eyes and I am gazing at the waters, and I am captivated as my vision now falls on this line in between the waters, the currents are flowing from two different directions, and they meet in this one line, and you can see the difference in the shades of the water literally on both sides,and now that I have seen this beautiful sight I feel like it maybe is true after all, for like they say the darker shade of the water was the Atlantic ocean and the lighter shade one was the Indian Ocean.

And I realise that the Two oceans maybe meeting in that Same Line, but the waters are not mixing with each other at all.

Its so freaking clear.

Both the oceans currents are Meeting.

But they are not mixing.

Why?????????

Maybe because of the difference in the temperatures and the physiological chemistry of the waters.

But I gotta read up more about this later.

But the view is so freaking beautiful and I am in awe.

I quickly take out my phone and stand and click a selfie of myself with the water in the background and I send the picture to My Hoodie Guy.

I miss him right now.

I cant but help in my heart that he was here with me right now.

I quickly send him the picture,as I lean and sit up a little on the rock bench of the lighthouse.

My phone beeps immediately.

Him : Someone invent that damm teleportal. Sunshine,I don’t know whats more gorgeous in this picture.You or the waters behind you.i think – Its You!

Me : Arnav..

Him : yes Khushi..

Me : Can I tell you something..?

Him : yes Khushi..

Me : I think I am missing you right now.

Him : You think you are missing me??

I write honestly : I don’t think.I mean – I am missing You Bad right now.Where is that bloody teleportal?

Him : How about we invent one ourselves?

Me : sounds like a good plan…hoodie guy..

Him : hows it going with them? Is that Asher being rude to you again??”

Me : ok to be honest – it isn’t bad at all.his friends are a cute couple.Zain just proposed to Zara here a while ago (that’s their names, and I have stepped aside to give them all privacy and was enjoying the view when I thought of you)and strangely Asher is not being rude at all.apparently he says he was having a bad day that day.

Him : Asher is being nice to you?

Me : strangely, yes.I wasn’t expecting him to be polite and courteous at all.

Him : I need to talk to you right now.Can we talk??

Right then Zara came upto me and she said – “ Khushi…come on lets go down to that other view point..”

I nodded – “ give me five minutes please??i need to make a quick call if that’s ok??”

She smiles as she walks away to give me privacy and I quickly call Arnav and he picks it up in an instant and I say – “ hello Arnav..”

I hear his voice come through – “ khushi..”

Maybe it’s the place or the atmosphere or the fact that I am missing him or the fact I can look at the two oceans meeting and not mixing and I feel my eyes well up on its own accord and I am surprised at the emotion that has now choked my voice box and I quickly hang up.

I cant get a word out to him.

My phone buzzes back immediately and I cut his call and I quickly text : give me ten seconds.please.

Him : Whats wrong khushi?

I write honestly.

Me : I don’t know.to be honest..i don’t know.maybe I am a bit overwhelmed by the fact that I am missing you so much right now.

Him : I am calling you.please pick up.

My phone buzzes.

I take a deep breathe as I open my eyes to look at the water and I hear his voice – “ sunshine..please..”

I take a deep breathe as I say – “ I know..i know..im sorry..you have a match in a while…I don’t want to..im sorry Arnav..its just that, when im close to someone I cant keep a filter as in I have to voice out what I feel..”

His voice comes through – “and I want you to voice out what you feel to me always khushi..dont worry about it, and don’t you dare say sorry…”

I take a deep breathe as is say – “ you know what I can apparently see this natural line..in between these two oceans, where they meet..you know the Atlantic ocean and the Indian ocean remember I told you about it that day by the beach?”

“yes khushi…”

I take a deep breathe as I say – “ so these two oceans are like clearly meeting in this line..but the waters the currents they are not mixing with each other..its like as if the waters know that this is a border that they cannot cross, due to their temperature of underlying physiocological currents..i don’t know some natural phenoma ok..but that’s what these two waters are coming from two complete different directions and they are meeting , but why are these two oceans meeting if they are not allowed to mix with each other due to some law of nature..????”

I hear his concerned voice come through – “ are you talking about just the oceans right now??or you and me”

I knew it.

I knew it he would get my analogy and my fear and my insecurity.

He understood me like no other.

That’s what.

How can I not be scared when I have this thought coming back to haunt my being over and over again – that no matter how massively magnificient this ocean is..probably just due to the defaulted circumstances by nature of my existence – maybe I’d never be allowed to mix in with those waters.

I take a deep breathe as I say honestly – “ you understand what I mean don’t you Arnav?? Im sorry, but im so conflicted in my being right now..i feel like whatever this ‘thing’ is in between of us is just going to hurt me..and im scared..”

His concerned voice comes through – “ id never hurt you Khushi..i know your heart knows it..please just relax..close your eyes will you please..”

I listen to him and I close my eyes and he asks – “ can you hear the sound of the waves??”

I admit – “ yes I can..”

His voice says – “ can you differentiate between the sounds of the waves? As in which sound is coming from which ocean??”

I admit honestly – “ I obviously cant..”

His voice comes through – “ that’s the point, our vision can be deceptive sometimes khushi, our mind plays this game with us..makes us magnify our fears..so in such a case, we must just close our eyes and just listen to that sound of our hearts..it will guide us where we are meant to go..”

How did he just do that???????

He literally calmed dowm my entire jitterness with those words.

I speak softly – “ gosh..arnav…”

“are you ok khushi…please tell me that you are ok..”,he asked worriedly.

And right then I heard Asher’s voice come up behind me as he says – “ khushi..cmon..can we go to the other view point now..”

“yes, asher..just a second..”,I say to him by turning around and I quickly turn around once again as I whisper into the phone – “ arnav..i gotta go now..im on the job..i had asked Zara to give me a couple of minutes so that I could call you..gotta rush now..and I feel better..thank you..”, and I hang up in a rush because I can see Asher standing right there.

I turn around and I put my phone into my pocket and I give him a smile and he asks with a polite smile – “ someone special on that call?? “

I nod as I give him a polite smile -  “ am sorry for the delay..yes,kind off my someone special..”

He looks at me amused – “ kind off my someone special??”

 I give him a smile as I admit – “ I mean..its complicated..”

He smiles – “ now that’s a word iv heard before and the one that I understand..you ok?

I nod – “yes..come on lets go..”

…………………………….

745 PM

I have my full attention on the road as we are now 45 minutes away from Cape Town.

But I haven’t been able to keep a tap on the match’s commentary at all.

However.

I was so glad I was able to talk to Hoodie Guy again in my lunch break for that little five minutes before he left for the Stadium, and  his voice had calmed me further, and I assured him that I was probably vulnerable because I was overwhelmed by the way I was missing him in that moment and that knowledge made him very happy,and then I was able to wish him all the best again for the finals.

But after that I had been super occupied with my tourists role as well.

And now we were heading back.

Right then I heard Zain ask Zara – “ baby, I know you don’t understand cricket..but it’s the finals of the Indian premier League can you please switch seats with Asher so that we can watch the last over..cricbuzz just told me that the match is tight..and might just go into the superover..”

I see Zara roll her eyes through the review mirror as she says – “ and even on the day you ask me to marry you, you want me to trade seats because of your love for cricket..god help you guys..”

Asher  - “cmon diya..im totally vouching for Chennai to win, since Cap – D is my favourite..”

Zain – “and I want Mumbai’s win, since my favourite all rounder is a part of the team..”

Zara – “ yea yea ASR..i know. I know..why don’t you marry your cricket Zain..”

I chuckle automatically.

And I ask – “ I can stop on the side for a minute if you guys want to exchange seats..”

Zara nods and I quickly pull over and Zara and Asher exchange seats and Zara sits in the front seat now and I am kind of happy that I will now get to hear the commentary.

And Zain switches on the match and the commentators voice comes through – “ there you go guys…ASR takes that double for a tied score in the finals of the Indian premier league..pure drama to unfold ladies and gentleman as the match is now going into the SuperOver..and just to make the rules clear, if the superover is a tie again, the winner will be decided on the basis of boundary hits today and the table tells us that- that would be Chennai, because they have two extra fours to their list today ..so Mumbai is hoping that they win this superover, and Chennai is hoping the same , or praying for that tie..”

Right then Asher’s phone buzzes and he says – “ Zain, I gotta take this call, please mute..”

I groaned.

No why.

Anyways I focus my attention on the road.

Zara has zero interest and she closed her eyes now and has her ear phones plugged into her ears.

Fifteen minutes later after listening to Ashers investments talks rather than the commentary that I wanted to hear, I hear him say to Zain – “ Chennai is going to win..on the boundary count..because even though ASR manages to hit that last ball for a six..it will be a tie..look at the score Chennai put up first in that first batting of the superover – 22 in 6 balls…”

Zain – “ yesss but this man didn’t get the hit last ball..or he would have done it he was on the other side..are you forgetting his epic 26 runs in that last over against Sri lanka not very long ago..”

Asher – “ oh yes that was a brilliant knock..respect..but sometimes its hard luck..”

Zain finally puts the mute button off as I hear the commentators voice come through – “That’s a six ladies and gentleman, ASR’s signature UpperCut..but too bad that it isn’t enough to take Mumbai across to the Cup today, because the super over is a tie..and Chennai wins the cup on the basis of the boundaries this final..but look at that spirit of sportsmanship that man has, as he first thing out removes his helmet and gloves and shakes his hands with his Indian captain,who was keeping the wickets right behind him..and they now share a hug..what a wonderful gesture that is ladies and gentleman.. that’s the Indian vice captain congratulating the Chennai and the Indian captain on the brilliant win….what a league has it been ,and what a dramatic finale..the Mumbai fans are obviously disappointed, because it was such a close call….but you win some and you loose some…and that’s why it’s a game…”

And to my disappointment Zain switches off the phone so I have no way of hearing anything further because I am the one who is still on the job and is supposed to have all my attention on the road.

My eyes are on the road.

But my ears werent.

They were aching to hear His voice.

Maybe like a post match interview or something.

I could only talk to him or msg him after I dropped all of them at Asher’s place.

Asher – ‘ you know one thing I respect a lot about these two players on the screen?”

Zain – “ ASR and Cap -D??”

Asher – “ yes, it’s the genuine respect and admiration that they both have for each other, even when they are pitted against each other..”

Zain – “ I think Cap looks at ASR as his younger brother..he did debut under him right..he has a soft corner for him..hes been even coming out to defend ASR in all that recent controversies…”

Ok.

My insides flinch again.

So apparently the entire globe knows about these controversies.

Asher – “ what controversy..?”

Thank God.

Someone doesn’t know.

Zain – “ oh since you don’t have the time for social media or keeping a tap on anything aprt from the business news headlines you wouldn’t know…ASR is going to marry Aisha Khanna..”

My stomach twisted into knots.

Last I read – they were using the word engaged.

Its upgraded to marriage now.

I focus my attention on the road.

Asher – “ the one who made her debut last year??”

Zain – “ yes yes, that very one, apparently there mothers are old friends from their theatre days and to be honest I think no one else could be more suited for him other than Aisha..she would complement him very well..you know like they are stars in their own ways..they do look good in one frame..picture perfect I say…a fresh news just came up about their tentative marriage date in november..”

Greattttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttt!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I take a deep breathe as I try to keep my focus on the road as I mentally instruct my emotional contigent liability reserve to get into full active mode now, as I instruct my mind to not pay any heed to what I am listening.

Hoodie guy did say that if I close my eyes, the vision wont be able to play a game with me.

BUT I CANNOT CLOSE MY EYES RIGHT NOW – BECAUSE I AM DRIVING.

And just like that in a second – I realise that such will be the case in Life too.

How long will I be able to keep my eyes shut?

And even if I keep my eyes shut – what about all that, that is being said around me???????

For right now even if I close my eyes, I can hear so much around me that talks the same what these visions are trying to say to me.

And I hear my mind ask me again.

Why do the Oceans Meet? If they are not allowed to mix with each other???????????????

I continue driving, fighting the turmoil that is now consuming my insides.

And thankfully we reach a red light, which is going to be red for a good three minutes and I pick up my phone on instant and it beeps, right then.

Its Arnav.

Thank God.

Him : Sunshine, I really enjoyed my self out there and it was a good game anyway..we were so close but its ok, sometimes its hard luck.what are you doing?? Im getting free soon.

Me : Arnav..i will probably be dropping Asher and his friends at there place in twenty-five minutes.Can we please connect then for a quick call? I will msg you the minute I am free.I need to talk to you..and I don’t want to wait to connect until i get home…

Him : sure sunshine! Please msg me the minute you are free..i need to talk to you too.but you sound like you are nervous.what happened? Talk to me.

I look at the red light I still have 90 seconds until it goes green.

I type firecly : 90 seconds till my signal goes green and I have to start driving again.ok so..apparently a fresh article came up talking about your wedding date with Aisha in November.

Him : whatttttttttttttttttt????????? I don’t understand from where are they conjuring all this up.i haven’t even spoken to her after that day.goddamit..khushi you listen to me..dont let all this overwhelm you..please.

Me : I am trying.Iv swung up the meter on my emotional contingent liability reserve into full swing mode now.im trying Arnav..i swear I am..but in my head It just keeps haunting me like you are that magnificient ocean that I was just meant to meet and not mix up with..because I belong with the other side of the waters.

Him : goddamit what? No! please ask your head to shut the hell up!listen to your heart please..

Me : I am trying Arnav..i want to..the signal is about to turn green now in five seconds..i will call you in a bit.

I resume driving now, feeling a little better.

………………………….

Thirty Minutes Later

I watch Asher, Zara and Zain get off the car and I get off as well because I need Asher to sign out for the trip and just as he finished signing, Zara pulls me into a side hug and she says – “ thank you khushi for such a wonderful day..i am going to leave excellent feedback to your company..”

I smile at her – “ thank you Zara..”

I say a polite bye to all of them and I get in behind the wheel now and right then I spot Asher come to my side of the car and he gestures me to get my window down and I do and he asks with a smile – “ so do you still think that I am a arrogant and rude person??”

I look at him puzzled but I smile politely – “ no..no..like you said it was a bad day for you right..its ok…I understand..and we must never judge a book by its cover anyway..its rude to be judgemental about someone we don’t know..”

He smiles – “ its very interesting you know..”

I look at him confused – “ excuse me??”

He smiles – “the way your mind works..its are very interesting..”

I look at him confused – “ thanks I guess”, and before he can say anything more I say politely – “ ok Asher, I need to get going now..thank you so much…”,and I quickly drive away out of the mansion gates.

And just as I get down the curb of this posh locality, I put the breaks on,and adjust the car into the sideway.

And I pick up my phone and I quickly message Arnav : can we connect Arnav?

My phone buzzes immediately and I hear his voice come through – “ khushi…”

And I calmness wash through me.

I lean back into my seat as I say – “ Arnav…”

He says – “ khushi..listen to me..promise me that you are not going to let all of this overwhelm you, please…its bullshit..you know it is...”

I take a deep breathe as I place a hand on my heart – “ I know…”

He – “ that’s all I need you to focus on..please..dont listen to the noise of the world khushi…listen to what this connection in between us is trying to say…its not virtual khushi..its by far the most real connection I have ever had in the 28 years of my Life dammit..and I mean every word I say..i am not goint to let this go..i cant let this go..i will not go of you..”

I sigh as I admit honestly – “ I cant let go of you too..i just can’t..”

He – “ then don’t..please…”

I take a deep breathe – “ ok ok…im going to take deep breathes now..relax myself a little..and I will ask my emotional reserve to just shut out my mind..ok..i promise…im working on it Arnav, I swear I am..”

His voice is now full of affection as he says – “ thank you khushi..i know this is hard..i know what im asking off you is really difficult.…”

I sigh as I say – “ I know its difficult, but I want to work on this for you..i want too..”

His voice now sounds relieved as he says – “ that’s exactly what I needed to hear..ok now tell me how did your day go after our little talk at your lunch break..”

I smile automatically as I start to fill him on the major highlights and then once I finish telling him all of that, I say – “ but you know what..something weird happened by the end of it…”

He – “ what??”

I admit honestly – “ so by the time I dropped Asher, Zara and Zain..and I was about to leave, asher comes to my driving side and he asks me to roll down the window and then he asks me if I still think of him to be arrogant and rude and I say no I understand that you were having a bad day an di think it would be rude of me to hold judgments over someone I don’t even know..”

Arnav – “ ok and what did he say to that..”

I say – “ that’s whats weird, he said something like he finds the way my mind works very interesting…”

“he what????????”,he asks in a surprised voice.

I sigh as I say – “ anyway I just drove away..i don’t think I am going to see him again..”

“I think you might..khushi..you are very naïve and clueless about the affect you can have on men..trust me on that..”,says he in a concerned tone.

I have to admit this to him and I say – “ can I tell you something??”

He asks – “ yes khushi..”

I take a deep breathe – “so whilst we were talking on the phone and Asher came to call me and once I hung up he asked if that was someone special on that phone…”

The call gets cut immediately.

And before I can call him back, the video call buzzes.

I quickly swipe up and I see Arnav’s face fill through and he asks now looking at me intently – “ what did you tell him when he asked you that?”

He just entered into his room I guess.

I take a deep breathe and I look at the window of my side.

He says – “ look at me khushi..”

I do.

I shouldn’t have.

His eyes.

His look.

Its destroying me.

He says – “ tell me what did you tell him..”

I admit – “ I told him what I truly felt..that yes it was kind off my someone special…”

He grins now and thenlooks at me as if he is very amused – “kind off my someone special???? What word is that Khushi???”

I give him a small smile as I admit- “ he asked me the same thing and then I just told him its complicated…he understood that..”

Arnav chuckles now and I ask – “ you think im crazy no?????”

He now leans against his pillow and he says with a grin up his face – “ you are crazy to think that you are crazy…”,and then he says softly – “ get home now..and then call me..i don’t want you to be on that roadside for longer khushi..your safety is my priority..”

I feel my heart glow in warmth and then I nod at him – “ ok, I will call you once I am home my hoo..”

Oops.

I cant believe I was about to say that aloud to him.

He raises his eyebrow at me as he asks – “ what did you say??”

I say – “ nothing..”and im about to hang up on him and he says – “ I dare you..dont hang uo..what were you about to say..”

I roll my eyes at him as I say – “ ok fine..i was about to say My Hoodie Guy…”

He grins – “ my hoodie guy..i love the sound of that…god khushi…you drive me nuts ya..you make me feel this roller coaster of emotions that I have never felt before dammit..”

I am blushing now and I say – “ ok so before I turn a shade of a tomato puree..i am going to hang up..”

He says – “ wait..”

I look at him – “what???”

He looks at me intently as he says – “before you start driving..i want to give you an answer to your question..”

I ask on reflex  – “ what question??”

He smiles – “ you asked me why do the oceans meet if they are not supposed to mix up right??”

I nod.

And he says softly – “ they meet because they are destined to meet, and the waters don’t mix up because they are stupid to not see the fact that if the too cold or the too warm actually mixes up..they will both be at the comfortable room temperature..but no..they are stupid enough to fall for their mind game that’s been flowing through their current for ages now, and believe that they are better off being stuck in the old pattern of waves and current..thats how I see it Khushi…”

I have been skyrocketed to space in less than one second, this time around.

I look at him as I just gesture to him with my hands that I cant get a word out, by pointing towards him and then back towards my mouth.

That makes him laugh as he asks – “ oh is my sunshine speechless again??”

I nod.

He grins as he says – ok ok..you drive now..and call me as you are home..”

I grin – “and I say ..i will..”

And he asks – “and oh is this asher khan handsome??”

I give him a smile as I say – “ you can google him actually and see for yourself..”

He looks at me confused – “google him??”

I smile as I say now starting my engine – “ yes yes..hes apparently one of our countrys most successful CeO’s..you know the Table Bay Hotel here in Cape town where you guys stayed??”

He nods – “ yes it’s a part of the Sun International group of Hotels..”

I say as I get my hand on the gear – “ yea..so that’s what..its theirs..as in Asher’s familys..he just took over as the CEO last year and now wants to expand into travel..he did mention that hes in the process of acquiring the big bus operations in south africa..ok anyway..hoodie guy..i gotta drive now..tada..until we video call again..which shall be very soon..”

He grins – “ be safe on the road Sunshine..”

I smile – “ I will be..hoodie guy..”

He grins – “ how about you call me My hoodie guy just one more time before you hang up..”

I grin as I say – “ My Hoodie Guy..”,and before he can say anything – I hang up.

And I take a deep breathe as I start driving now.

But I am right about one thing surely.

And That.Thing.Is.That.

My Hoodie Guy is surely going to DESTROY Me.

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Tadaaaaaaaaaa!! Let me know what you guys think.

Please comment guys so that I know what you all are thinking about the plot.

I shall give another update tomorrow.

Please ignore editing errors as I haven’t proofread.

Thanks for all the time and support to my work.

Much Love Guys.

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