Viraj went inside without knocking. As he went inside, he saw that Nisha was sleeping in her chair. She was so pretty. He slowly went near her and sat on the couch next to her chair.
Viraj- Kash aap sirf humari hoti.
He pushed aside a stand of hair that was falling on her face. Viraj quickly kissed her forehead. And with that kiss, she opened her eyes.
Viraj- Umm? Hume jana hoga. Aap so rahi thi, toh main..
Nisha- Haa, wo der ho gayi thi na, so, galti se aankh lag gayi.
Viraj- Yeah, I am sorry, thoda kaam tha, aur hum bilkul bhool hi gaye the ki aap bhi hain yaha. I am really sorry.
Nisha- No, its okay. Main toh bas yu hii..aur ghar ja kar bhi kya kar leti?
Viraj- Matlab?
Nisha- Oh, sorry. Kabir ke mujhse kaha tha aapko kehne ke liye. Hum bhool hi gaye.
Viraj- Haa. Okay. Par kya kaha tha?
Nisha- Maa aur Kabir jab Dubai me rehte the, tab unke pas hi me kuch Indian neighbours the. Toh, wo log aaye hain, aur aaj unke waha koi party hain.
Viraj- Oh, so wo log waha chale gaye?
Nisha- Haa, aur ye bhi kaha ki aane me thodi der ho sakti hain.
Viraj- Oh, okay. Waise ab hume chalna chahiye. Its 10:45 already.
Nisha- Haa, chaliye?
They left for Viraj's car.
Nisha- Wo mujhe aapse kuch kehna hain.
Viraj- Haa thik hain. Gari me beth kar baat kare?
Nisha- Jee.
They got in.
Viraj turned on the radio while driving. Some reporter was reading out some news about the country. Markets, shares, stocks.
Nisha- Umm, wo main soch rahi thi ke agar Saurav phir se academy join kar le toh?
Viraj looked at her.
Viraj- Haa? Thik hain. Agar aap ye hi chahti hain toh.
Nisha- Toh wo kal se join karle?
Viraj- Jaisa aap ko thik laage?
Nisha- Thank you.
Viraj smiled at her.
He was so nice to her. Not that his feeling were not so obvious to her. He was so caring.
Just then, a song started in the radio.
"Hume tumse pyaar kitna, ye hum nahi jante,
Magar jee nahi sakte tumhare binaa.'
Viraj changed the channel. He didnt want the situation to be awkward. Then, another song started.
"Kya kabhi savera.. ha ha
Laata hai andhera.. ha ha
Sookhi siyahi
Deti hai gawaahi
Sadiyon puraani
Aisi ik kahaani
Reh gayi, reh gayi
Ankahee..
Ankahee.."
Nisha smiled hearing this song. It was a very nice one. It simply depicted their current life story? No?
Nisha- Mujhe ye gana pasand hain.
Viraj- Aur hume bhi.
They reached home, but didnt get out of the car. They waited till the song got over.
"Khwabon Ka Jharokha.. Ha Ha
Sach Tha Ya Dhokha.. Ha Ha
Maatha Sehla Ke
Nindiya Churaai
Sadiyon Puraani
Aisi Ik Kahaani
Reh Gayi, Reh Gayi
Ankahee..
O Ankahee.."
They walked together towards the main entrance of the house. Nisha pushed it open. They both got inside.
Nisha- Aapne kuch nahi khaya hain na?
Viraj- Umm, nahi. Aur aapne?
Nisha- Nahi. Main dekh kar aati hu ki kya hain khane me. Tabtak, aap fresh ho kar ayiye?
Viraj- Okay.
Viraj left for his room.
Nisha searched for food. Well, the fridge was empty. She got back to the dining room, but found no food.
Nisha- Mujhe toh bhuk laagi hain. Aur Viraj ne toh kuch bhi nahi khaya hain! Mujhe hi ab kuch banana hoga.
She entered the kitchen, but then she realised the she cant cook anything other than Viraj's favourite soup.
Nisha- Nahi. Ab main kya karu! Uff. Umesh bhaiya ko phone karu kya? Ha, wohi thik hoga!
She tried to call Umesh. But his phone was busy.
Nisha- Ufff.
Viraj- Kya hua? Kuch problem hain?
He was here. All fresh, smelling wonderful.
Nisha- Wo, kuch nahi hain. I mean khana.
Viraj- Its okay.
Nisha- Par mujhe bhuk laagi hain.
Viraj- Umm...okay?
Nisha- Par mujhe toh soup ke alava kuch banana nahi aata hain.
Viraj- Oh. Par hume aata hain.
Nisha was surprised.
Nisha- Kyaa?
Viraj- Hum ne sikh liya hain.
Nisha- Par Dadji hain na? Aap ne phik kyu...
Viraj- In hi jese mouko ke liye.
Nisha had a smile on her face.
Viraj- So? Shall I?
Nisha- Main aapki madat karungi.
Viraj- Okay.
He took out a packet macaroni and filled a pot with water. Then he added salt to it and left it to boil. He put the macaronis in. Then Nisha cut the veggies and held him toss the macaronis.
Nisha- Ye main karu? Toss karna aata hain mujhe.
Viraj- Hahaha... Thik hain.
He left to bring out the plates. She was just about to touch the frying pan, when her finger got slightly burned.
Nisha- Aahh.
Viraj turned to see what had happend. He rushed to her when he realised that she had burned her finger.
Viraj- Aap ko nahi aata hain toh mat kijiye na? Aap aisa kyu karti hain? Maine kaha tha na ki hume aata hai! Aap ko baat samaj nahi aati hain?
He scolded her. She was not affected by her hand being burned, but she was she was certainly affected by his scolding. She was just about to speak when her tears started to flow.
Nisha- Wo...main...
Viraj- Nishaaa...
He hugged her. He hugged her tight.
Viraj- I am so sorry. Hum aap ko daatna nahi chahte the. Hum dar gaye the. I am realy sorry.
Nisha hugged him back. Long, long time. She missed him, he missed her. Nothing had changed. The affection was still there. The love was still there. She started crying louder.
Nisha- Hum ye kar sakte hain. Par wo galti se...
Viraj- Shhh, its okay. Chaliye hum ointment laga dete hain. Bas ushi drawer me hain.
Saying so he broke the hug.
Nisha stood there quietly. He returned with the ointment and applied some cream on her index finger.
Nisha- Thik hain. Aur nahi chahiye.
Viraj- Okay. Aab aap jaake table me bathiye? Aur hum khana laate hain. Jaiye. Please?
Nisha- Thik hain.
She left. He then, plated their dinner and took it to the dining room. He kept it on the table and sat next to Nisha. She had already hurt her finger. So, she couldnt eat. She tried to eat with her other hand while Viraj kept on staring at her.
Viraj snatched the spoon from her hand.
Viraj- Aapko bhuk lagi hain. So, i am sorry. Ye sab main nahi dekh sakta hu. Main khila deta hu.
Nisha- Main manage kar lungi.
Viraj- Maine dekha ki aap kya manage kar lengi. Please?
Nisha gave in. He was right.
He pushed aside her plate. And kept his plate in between her and him. They were going to eat from the same plate.
Viraj- Aapko koi problem toh nahi hain na?
Nisha- Umm, nahi.
Viraj- Good.
He fed her and he ate as well. The last spoonful was not fitting complete in her mouth. So, just as the macaroni was just about to fall from her mouth, Viraj came too close to her and bit the macaroni and ate the half of the macaroni that was falling from her mouth. Nisha gulped her food at once and stood up. Without a word, she ran towards her room. She was angry. Why would he do that? She was damn married to his brother.
Viraj was shocked at what had he done. Why had he done such a think? She was irresistible to him, okay. But that, no. Surely he shouldnt have done that. He was guilty.
Precap- (None)