PART -10A
Riddhima's phone beeped indicating a message. She unlocked the keypad thinking who will be sending her message at this time.
"Good night basket
Sleep well
Sweet dreams :)
See you tomorrow"
-Armaan
A smile appeared on her lips reading his message. Her smile deepened as the phone vibrated flashing "Armaan calling". She pressed the green button and said "Hello" "Did I disturb you basket? You slept already?" he asked her hearing her low voice. "No armaan, I just finished my assignment". "Are you okay basket?" he asked. His voice clearly showed he was worried. She smiled and said "I am fine armaan. Don't worry" "Sure?" "Yes". They stayed silent not speaking anything for the next couple of minutes. They both wanted to speak so many things, but words were stuck in their throat. Armaan broke the silence. "Will you come to the BB court tomorrow?" he asked her hoping to hear a yes from her. "Yes" she said making him smile. "Ok then, see you in the morning. Good night basket" "Good night Armaan" she said and cut the call.
Riddhima smiled reading his message again. "What is happening to me? From the first time I saw him, I started feeling some strange feelings. Why am i so attracted to him? What is it in his blue eyes? I know he is slowly breaking the invisible wall which i built around myself. But i couldn't stop him, i don't want to stop him. Why? Why did i allow him near me? What is it in his music and voice? Why i am always lost in his thoughts? I am trying to ignore the strange feeling when he is near me or when i think of him. But i couldn't. Why? Why my heart beats faster when he is near me? Why i am looking forward to spending time with him? Why the moments i spent with him are so special? Why I miss him when he is not with me? Why i didn't push him away when he touched me and hugged me? The hug lasted only for a few seconds. But why it felt so right? Why i felt safe and protected in his arms? Why his touch makes me shiver? Why his smile is making my heart skip beats? Why i feel special when he calls me basket? She asked numerous questions to herself. The feelings which he was arousing in her scared her, because those feelings were new to her. "Who will answer my questions? Please help me god" she prayed in her heart and slept thinking of him.
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http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QCrWAiyAqtclamha lamha doori yun pighalti hai
jaane kis aag mein yeh shabnam jalti hai
ho lamha lamha doori yun pighalti hai
jaane kis aag mein yeh shabnam jalti hai
khwaahishon ki shaam dhalti hain - 2
jaane kis aag mein yeh shabnam jalti hai
la la la ...
teri aankhen dikhati hai
hamein sapanen sitaaron ke
ho ho ho
tere hothon pe likha hai
jo tum bole ishaaron mein
ho ho ho
khwaabon ke karwaan mein raat chalti hai
jaane kis aag mein yeh shabnam jalti hain
la la la...
behakti shaam aayi hai
tujhe lekar ke baahon mein
tujhe chhu loon ke rakhu main
chhupakar ke nigaahon mein
sharmati ithlaati hai machalti hai
jaane kis aag mein yeh shabnam jalti hain
ho lamha lamha doori yun pighalti hai
jaane kis aag mein yeh shabnam jalti hai
khwaahishon ki shaam dhalti hain - 2
jaane kis aag mein yeh shabnam jalti hai
la la la ...
Days passed and Armaan Riddhima became closer. They got to know each other more. Riddhima started to talk to him more freely than she ever talked to anyone. When they don't have their music class in the weekends, beach became their meeting spot. They talked for long time forgetting everything around them when they were with each other. He brought out the bubbly riddhima in her. They go to the ice cream parlour near the beach whenever they meet in the beach. Riddhima was bit hesitant at first when he paid the bill. Armaan understood her and came up with an idea, that if he paid the bill today, tomorrow she will pay the bill. After thinking for a few minutes she agreed. Once when he wanted to taste her chocolate ice cream and tried to get the cup from her hand, she slapped his arm and said "No, I don't share my ice cream with anyone. I looove ice cream a lot" she said smiling wide and her green eyes sparkling. Armaan laughed at her and tried again irritating her. He loved her expressions when she was irritated.
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They played basketball every morning. "Armaan, let's have a match between you and me" "Are you sure basket? You will lose." "Oh really?" "Yes. I never lost a basketball match" he said proudly. "Then be ready to lose for the first time Mr.Basketball champion. I will win today" she said with so much confidence and joy that made armaan smile. "Uh huh..lets see Ms.Basket" he said removing his shirt and tying it around his waist. He took the ball smirking. That was the first time she was seeing him in a vest. She looked at his perfect body and lowered her gaze blushing. She suddenly became conscious of his presence. He grinned seeing her blush. "Shall we start basket?" Composing herself, she said yes. They started playing. They both basket the ball again and again. Armaan was amazed how fast she learnt. "Last two minutes basket. Let's see who wins" he dribbled and basket the ball once. Riddhima did the same. In the last thirty seconds, armaan tried hard to get the ball from her. He remained unsuccessful as she dribbled the ball and basket it. She squealed in joy and jumped clapping and smiling wide. She showed tongue to him and said "So Mr.Champion, what you say now?" she asked smirking. He smiled and said "That was brilliant basket. After all, you are trained by the champion". "haan, woh toh hai. All this is because of you armaan. I never thought I could play basketball like this. Thank you so much. You really are a champion" she said smiling at him. He smiled and said "Thanks basket. My pleasure".
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Words weren't needed between them to tell each other what they want to say. They both understood the language of each others' eyes. Whenever they look into each other's eyes, they were always lost in them. He came to know she loves flowers and started to give her different flowers to her every morning when they meet in the basketball court. He gave different flowers to her every day, Roses, Orchids, Daisies, Sunflower, almost all the flowers he could get. The smile which blossoms in her lips when she sees the flowers and inhale its fragrance, makes him wonder who was more beautiful? The flowers or her? And his answer will be "Basket". She will keep those fresh flowers in her room and smile crazily thinking about him blushing.
Riddhima came to know he is a foodie. Other than Indian food, he loves Chinese and Italian like her. She will cook something specially for him. Aloo parathas, kheer, gajar halwa, Pasta, noodles. He even started to tell her what he wants to eat the next time. One day, "You are the best cook in the world after my mom basket" he said. "Don't lie armaan" she said. "Promise basket. You are too good. You have magic in your hands and I know the secret of your magic" he said his mouth full of pasta. "Really? You know the secret? Than tell me what it is" "No, not now basket, I will tell you some other time" he said looking into her eyes and forwarded a spoon to her. She shook her head in no. He pouted making her giggle. She opened her mouth and he fed her and she fed him back.
Their days began with them smiling wholeheartedly and looking forward to the time they are going to spend with each other. Their nights passed with them dreaming of each other and smiling and blushing. Life never was so beautiful for them. They enjoyed each and every second of their lives and lived it to the fullest.
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"Basket, why don't you want to participate in the competition? What is bothering you? Please tell me basket" armaan asked her for the hundredth time. Sangeet's management has announced that they are going to organize a music competition in two weeks and every student must have to participate in it and show their talent. Armaan wanted to participate in the duet singing competition with riddhima along with participating in the instruments competition. He sighed as she sat not speaking anything. He went near her and sat close to her. He lifted her chin making her look into his eyes. She shivered with his touch and he felt it too. "Please tell me the reason basket" he said looking into her eyes. "Woh..hmm..armaan, there will be a many trained singers in the competition. You are a trained singer too. You will lose if you sing with me and I don't want that" she said in a low voice. Armaan smiled a little hearing her. He guessed this is what she was going to say. "I will never lose when you are with me Riddhima. You are my strength basket. Winning or losing doesn't matter to me as long as you are with me" he said sincerely looking deep in her green eyes. She saw truth in his eyes. He didn't say those words just like that. His deep blue eyes showed her he was telling the truth. She smiled at him not knowing what to say. She couldn't put in words what she felt. She smiled wide at him. "I will participate in the competition armaan.." she paused for a couple of seconds and said "For you". He smiled at her showing his dimples and wrapped his arms around her hugging her. He felt her body stiffening under his hold. He started to withdraw his one arm, but stopped when he felt her soft hands on his back hugging him. He smiled and hugged her. They both felt complete in each other's arms and smiled wholeheartedly. After a minute, they came out of the hug and riddhima lowered her eyes, not looking at him. Armaan smiled looking at her pink cheeks. They both were sure of one thing now. What they share is not just friendship, it was beyond that. Armaan understood what was it and Riddhima didn't yet.
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Armaan grinned happily looking at riddhima's picture in his phone. "I am in Love. Yes. I am in love with you basket. I Love You basket. I Love You sooo much" he said and hugged the phone close to his heart. His dimples deepened with each passing second. His happiness knew no bounds. He felt ecstatic. He is in love. Riddhima is his first love and he was sure she will be the last. He took his guitar and started playing it and singing. After all, what's the best way to feel and express the feeling of being in love other than music? That too for a musician like him?
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DwWHIuWp8CY&feature=relatedHo aaj kal tanha main kahan hoon, saath chalta koi
Uski hame aadat hone ki aadat ho gayi
Woh jo mila hai jab se uski sauhbat ho gayi
ik zara masoom se dil ki aafat ho gai
Sun le zara, sun le zara
Dil ne kaha, itna bas mujhe pata hai
I am in love, I am in love
Tu hi bataa jaane kya mujhe hua hai
Ose boondhon mein tu hai, aankhein moondu mein tu hai
Dishaayon das tu hai, tu hi hai bas tu hai
Dil ka shehar tu hai, acchi khabar tu hai
Fursat ki hassi tu hai, jo bhi thi kami tu hai
Ose boondhon mein tu hai, aankhein moondu mein tu hai
Dishaayon das tu hai, tu hi hai bas tu hai
Dil ka shehar tu hai, acchi khabar tu hai
Fursat ki hassi tu hai, jo bhi thi kami tu hai
Tu hai mera, tu hai mera
Kuch main jaanu na, itna bas mujhe pataa hai
I am in love, I am in love
Tu hi bataa jaane kya mujhe hua hai
Baadal pe chalta hoon main, girta sambhalta hoon main
Khwaishein karta hoon main, khone se darta hoon main
Jaaga na soya hoon main, musafir khoya hoon main
Kuch sarfira sa hoon main, budhu zara sa hoon main
Baadal pe chalta hoon main, girta sambhalta hoon main
Khwaishein karta hoon main, khone se darta hoon main
Jaaga na soya hoon main, musafir khoya hoon main
Kuch sarfira sa hoon main, budhu zara sa hoon main
Dil kya kare, dil kya kare
Tere bina, itna bas mujhe pata hai
I am in love, I am in love
Tu hi bataa jaane kya mujhe hua hai
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This part is dedicated to Geet aka sweetdesire
HAPPY BIRTHDAY GEET 🤗
I know ur birthday is yesterday. Sorry for posting it late. Hope you liked the part.
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