How it Came to Be - DevAkshi OS

The icy cold water made the hair on my arms rise, a strange sensation of prickling passing through my nerves.

Is this really what I think it is?

I shook my head; my sisters are just speaking without thinking... utter nonsense. You can't really shut your eyes and...

Can you?

I sighed and positioned the shower head to dump the freezing stream on my face. I cringed at first, and then shivered, but stood rooted in that position.

Closing my eyes - keeping myself as still as I could (with great difficulty, that is) - I thought back to their words.

And yet again, I saw her.

Her big kohl-lined eyes sparkling with innocence, and her contagious smile as radiant as ever.

I opened my eyes slowly, slowly allowing a smile to escape as well.

"Tell us bhai! What is Natasha wearing?"

"An orange lehenga," I spoke in a trance, unaware of the specific someone they'd been referring to in their conversation a while ago because all I heard was her laughter instead.

"Ooohhh oraaange," they had said teasingly, giggling soon after. "I can just imagine how pretty Natasha di will look in an orange lehenga," Nikki squealed.

"Nikki, at least call her Natasha bhabhi now," Ria smirked.

It was at that moment that I had realized what had just happened.

I got out of the shower and dried myself off, once again the same realization letting itself known. After getting dressed, I sat on my bed, contemplating what was going on.

Mr. Dixit, it's Dr. Bose for you!

Tumi ek dum impossible!

Mr. Obodhro

I thought back to her words, bringing a smile back to my face. I loved her spunk, and the way she always fought to prove me wrong, and how she... I stopped midway. Did I just say loved?

But shrugging it off, I continued on. I was only talking about what I loved about her; not as if I am in love with her right? I laughed nervously, not sure if I just witnessed a Freudian slip or not.

I looked at the sherwani that I was to wear tomorrow for my engagement. Am I doing the right thing?

Yes, of course. Natasha is a great girl and everyone likes her too.

But do you like her?

Do I?

I mean she is independent, just like Dr. Bose. She knows how to balance her professional life and personal life separately, like how Ms. Bose has time for her family even though she stays busy with her patients. Not to mention how well she understands me. How easily she just knows what I'm thinking. I mean Sonakshi really knows me well.

I stood up so fast that I felt dizzy with the blood surging to my head. I was thinking about why Natasha is right for me, wasn't I? Then how did I end up talking about Sona? Sonakshi! No, Dr. Bose! I groaned.

I threw myself backwards on my bed, grabbing a few pillows to cover my face with. What is happening?? I questioned.

I had never before felt such confusion before. I could take business decisions in a mere couple of minutes, effectively being able to analyze my position within moments of the presentation. Then why was I in such a state now?

The silence bugged me, yet filled me with a strange excitement. I'd never been this excited for being so confused before!

Smiling to myself as the truth finally dawned on me, I stood in front of the mirror.

This was it, wasn't it?

With a goofy smile on my face and my heart beating in unison with my thoughts about her, I stared at the alter-ego of Mr. Dev Dixit. The alter-ego of Mr. Obhodro.

I'm coming Sona, I said to the face I kept imagining. I grinned before grabbing my keys, Your love story is about to come true Ms. Bose. Just wait and watch.