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"Di... Come on now..." I shouted for the third time.
Sometimes I wonder how lucky I am to have such a family...!!! My mother died years back, my father remarried and is happy with his second family, and here are we - my di and I. All we have is the monthly cheques we receive from our father. Note the sarcasm.
"Here I am kido... Let's go..." Di, i mean sasha, replied as she winked at me.
"Its already two hours since I am waiting for you..." I said.
"You know what's more important in life... Its looking good... You never know when you find that special someone..."
"Yeah when you find that special someone at least thrice in a month..." I retorted.
"Don't be mean mehu... Come we have to reach college..."
"Very kind of you to remind me that though..."
We got into the car and left for college. My first day in college, her college. So Sasha is just an year older to me. I know just a year gap, isn't it justified why she always tease me saying I'm a mistake or a baby born out of a weak moment. But Sasha loves me more than she loves herself. To the world, she might look like a bitch but she is the sweetest person I know. She loves me in her own unique way and she will do anything for me. I'm sure of that. I'm her baby sister though I'm the one responsible here. Sometimes I wish mom was alive.
"Come out of the car now"
Sasha knocked on the window of the car and I came out of the car.
"I zoned out..." I confessed.
"Nothing new babe... Come let's get started with this..."
Sasha held my car and led me into the cabin.
As we entered, I found pair of eyes looking at us. Sasha, to be precise. She is always the one popular among us two.
"Mehu you are struck with me for eternity baby sis..." Sasha told me.
See that's why I love her.
"So over there is my group... Lemme introduce you to them..."
"No... I... I should make way to the classroom... Don't wanna be late..." I excused.
"No way..." Sasha looked at me with "don't be a chicken" look.
"Heyyy guysss... Look who is back...!!!" Sasha grinned and greeted everyone.
After the much affectionate and warm welcome, they looked at me.
"So this is my baby sis... Meher... You guys can call her mehu, like I do..."
I interrupted Sasha "call me meher... I don't like nicknames...".
"So this is Nisaar, Preet, Yuvi and his girlfriend twinkle, and karan... "
I smiled at each one of them and the twinkle came and hugged me. I hugged her back. What else am I suppose to do...
"Hey baby"
I look sideways to see a guy, a very handsome guy hugging Sasha. Sasha grinned and pulled him closer. And I stood there awkwardly.
"Who is this hottie...??" he asks and I get self conscious when he literally checks me out.
"She is my sister and stay away..." Sasha held me tighter.
"Sasha Jo tera hai woh mera hai... Come baby..."
Next thing I know is I'm engulfed in his arms and he is hugging me. Not to miss Sasha is being sandwiched between us. I then pull myself away from them, feeling suffocated.
"Abeer she is meher and mehu that's abeer... My best friend..." Sasha introduced us formally.
"Mehu... How cute...!!" He grinned.
"Call me meher... I prefer being called by that only..." I replied.
He looks at me with a glint in his eyes. I don't know what I saw in his eyes but they were undoubtedly mesmerising.
"Don't hit on my sister Abeer..." Sasha warned abeer.
"I just trying to make you feel jealous baby..." Abeer told Sasha.
I ignore them and look a way. What are they, Romeo and Juliet...?? And please don't get the idea that I'm like any other typical girl. I hate the idea of being in love. Not that I have been cheated or anything like that. But I can explain why I'm allergic to love. Love kills people, bring them pain, make them do silly things and makes them useless. My parents for example, after mom dued, dad remarried within a year. So that was his so called love for my mother... Great...!!! Love is an illusion, ladies and gentlemen.
"I have a class Sasha..." I tell Sasha.
"Come my lady I will escort you..." Abeer offered with a cute smile and I looked at Sasha nervously.
"We trust me that much mehu... You are safe with him..." Sasha said and started talking to her group of friends.
I started following him towards my class and then he stopped in his track.
"You know mehu, let's walk together... No fun in you following me or me following you..."
"Meher Abeer. Its Meher... No mehu for god sake..." I say out of irritation. I hate when people call me anything ekae.
"You have no idea how much I love the sound of it. Meher Abeer..." He said and chuckled.
"Just don't go there..." I warned him.
"Why...?? Do you also have a boyfriend like your sister...???" He asks.
"Sasha has a boyfriend...??" I ask.
"Yes... What kind of sister are you Missy...??" He asks in disbelief.
"Its meher... And no I don't have a boyfriend..." I replied clutching onto my handbag tightly.
"You will have one soon... I promise..." He again winks at me and smiles.
"Exactly how many times do you wink at girls in a day...??" I ask him.
"It depends... If the girl is like you my sunshine... Then I can wink whole day..."
I made a face on his reply and starts walking, but to where I have no idea.
"Are you always like this...?? Flirtatious cocky and -"
"Ohh you mean sexy and irresistible... Yes..." He replies and I take a deep breath.
"And why do you have sudden interest in my relationship status...??" I couldn't help but ask. I mentally hit myself for voicing out the question.
"Just to make sure I'm not wasting my time on someone who is already taken... Noiw that you are single, I can make you go weak in your knees anytime and ultimately fell for me..."
"Its very early to say, but I already hate you and your guts..." I confess.
"Hatred is just the beginning baby... First step of love..." He replies and leaves me outside a classroom.
Then after a week I meet abeer again. I'm usually calm, composed, forgiving and letting it go type of a girl. But he brings out the worst in me, I guess.
"You aren't that handsome and charming and charismatic that I would fall for you... Not hot enough to make me lay my eyes on you..." I utter it in a single breath.
"Not hot enough...??? You need an eye check up sunshine..." Abeer replies coolly.
"I'm not interested in you..."
"Are you even interested in guys...?? I noticed that you are always surrounded by girls... Why is that...???" He asks and smirks at me.
"Whattt...?? What do you mean...??" I ask in confusion.
"Are you straight...??" He asks crossing his arms and that irritating smile still adorning his face.
"Of course I'm straight... I hate you... Pervert..."
I yell at him and walk away. How I wish I never get to see this guy again...
"What are you thinking...??"
I feel ticklish and the train of my thoughts stop. Then only I realise, that it was something that happened five years back. Abeer used to call me sunshine but its the other way round. He is my sunshine. A ray of happiness in my life.
Back to present meher Purohit... Sractch that... Meher Malhotra... Stop zoning out girl...
His arms are wrapped around my waist and chin placed at my shoulder blade.
"Nothing..."
I reply and he bits my earlobe playfully and drop a kiss on my neck.
"Really...??" He asks.
"Abeer..."
I try to stop him but its Mr. Abeer Malhotra we are talking about. His romance never really ends and yet after last night, he wants more. He moves down from my neck to my shoulders, dropping butterfly kisses and his hands all over my body.
"Mehu..."
He calls my name and it gives me immense pleasure. There was a time when I wanted to kill him whenever he called me mehu and now... Now it drives me crazy and makes me feel that I only and only belong to him. And his smile, that brightens up my day.
I feel his teeth pushing down the strap of my nightgown. And there goes my heart again, beating atleast hundred times in a minute. His hand pulling me dangerously close to him.
Now there is no getting back, he won't stop...
He picks me up in his strong arms and take me to bed. Our bed.