Rahul and Muskaan looked strangely at each other. It had been a really long time they had even seen each other; and now coming face to face like this was even more than a shock.
Muskaan spoke first. 'Rahul..tum? Yahan?' She tried to look away as she stammered.
Removing everything from his mind , he sat next to her as the plane was about to fly.. 'Hey..woh main..Singapore ek conference ke liye ja raha hun.'
'Oh.' She nodded. 'Main bhi.'
'Really? aur batao..Amritsar kaisa hai?'
'Fine.' She tried to smile.
There was an announcement about tying the seat-belts. Rahul smiled within himself. He tied his and remained quite. Seconds later he found Muskaan muttering , fumbling with her seat-belt.
'Ab tak nahin seekhe?' He said softly sending a chill down her spine.
'Woh main..'
Without any hesitation , he reached up to her seat-belt and tied it for her. 'Done.'
'Thanks.' She gave a fake smile. 'Woh flight main bahut time se behte nahin na..isliye..'
'Ab please haan..mere samne bahane to mat banao..tum kabhi bhi seat-belt nahin band sakte thi..mujhe abhi bhi yaad hai..humare honey-moon ki Venice flight.....'
Muskaan looked at him shocked. 'To tum kaunse..hotel main reh rahe ho?' She tried changing the topic.
He realized where the topic went. 'Hmm..The La Palendra Hotel.'
'Oh..'
'Kya hua?'
'Mere bhi wahin booking hain..'
'Oh wow..now thats thats great.' He tried to make conversation.
After a few minutes of silence.
'To..tum ab tak single ho?' Muskaan asked in full hesitation.
He was suprised by her question. 'Haan..and never ready to mingle.' He smiled. She smiled back too.
'Kyun maine tumhe itna paareshan kiya?'
He laughed. 'No yaar..bas aise hi..time hi kahan hai. What about you?'
'Main bhi.' She murmered.
They nodded at each other and remained silent for the rest of the flight.
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They reached Singapore in the evening and proceeded to their hotels seperatley trying to get away..though they were in the same hotel. There was a time they couldnt be away from each other for even a minute..and now being together even for a second seems like centuries.
Rahul was at the reception desk. 'Dr. Rahul Garewal.' The receptionist handed him a key.
He went inside his room. After placing his luggage on the floor..he lied down..admiring the beautiful interiors..which had bright blue walls and a nice big window with a huge teak-wood working table..It actually made him a bit happy relieving him from the stress of seeing Muskaan everyday for two weeks now. As he closed his eyes..he heard a loud bang from the bathroom door.
He was startled by the sound..he got up in a sudden and saw Muskaan coming out..wearing a jeans and t-shirt looking as fresh as ever.
'Rahul tum yahan kya kare ho?' She asked angrily having the same shocked expression.
'Woh main..yeh room no. 302 hai na?'
She mellowed down. 'Haan..par..'
After speaking to the manager , they found out that by mistake , they had been assigned the same room due to their same end names. (Garewal) And there was no choice but to share it as there were no more avaibilities...
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Sorry for a loooong update..I had this idea..and I really wabted to put it in..😃
I know i said we should lessen the making out..but I guess with this theme..we wont be having a choice.😆