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Mahal Kita
I eyed the bus skeptically and stood there cursing myself for allowing my friend to talk me into going in a bus. Oh auto would have been much better. But alas! I had no choice. In fact I was screwed. And I hated it that I was helpless here. My friend's face was an epitome of joy! Sighing, I entered the bus. My two friends sat side by side and asked me to sit in the empty seat in the front. I was furious. How could they leave me to sit alone? I was muttering some inaudible curses when a very husky voice interrupted my musings.
"Excuse me, Miss." As I looked up, all I could do was gasp. There stood a man in his twenties, looking absolutely handsome. My heart skipped a beat, for the first time.
"Yes?", I stuttered back. As if sensing the turmoil he was creating, he smiled at me. The butterflies I never knew existed, started flying in my stomach.
"Um, do you mind if I sit beside you? All the seats are full." This husky voice would be my death. As he had said, all the other seats were full. So I moved so that he could get to the window seat. It is always better this way, even to escape. I could here hushed murmuring of my friends. I felt like smacking them. Of course they were plotting other 1000 ways to tease me. God please not in front of him, was my sincere prayer.
As he settled in his seat, my eyes were glued to his face, his biceps, his dress..oops I was smitten by him. The bus started and the cool night breeze waded through.
Just then he asked if he could open the window. He had me with that line. Oh so caring. I seriously had a thing for caring and handsome guys. And he was a combination of both.
Half way through, I felt an involuntary shiver pass through. I hugged my hands to myself, and the caring fellow he was, noticed that and shut the window offering me a polite smile.
Behind me, my friends were having a gala time teasing me. I am sure going to kill them. I also guess, he understood that since I found him suppressing a smile which made me turn more red, if that was even possible. I don't know if I was red due to anger or blush.
As the conductor called out, announcing my stop, I stood up and so did he. My eyes widened. He was getting down too. My friends, him and me got down. I sighed knowing that our small yet very sweet accidental meet is going to end. He passed a polite smile and walked away.
I was in two minds to actually stalk him. But I know my friends won't spare me already and this will add fuel to their burning fire.
The last I saw or heard of him was as he got down. He got a call and as if to give me a very small satisfaction of knowing his name, he uttered, "Yes. Arnav Singh Raizada speaking."
I just hope I get to meet him again!
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As I stood there waiting for an auto, I couldn't help but wonder when I would meet her again. Those mesmerizing hazel eyes had the ability to capture my sole attention. The innocence lurking behind the depths of maturity. How I wished to explore that! Yet few meets were kept accidental only so that they can be cherished and yearned.
Just then I heard a phone ringing and as I turned, I was in for a surprise. Never had I expected my destiny to be so kind. She was the same bus girl. My joy reached no limits. She was wearing a pale pink Chudidhar and a black dupatta. If given a chance, I would drown myself in her beauty.
She looked up right then and into my eyes and I could see her eyes widening like saucers. But she composed herself soon and gave me a very hesitant smile. I smiled or rather grinned back at her in relief. *Phew* She did remember me.
It started raining soon and people started filling in. I didn't have any umbrella while she had. I took this as the perfect opportunity to talk to her and asked her to share the shelter she was carrying with her. She did share, but out of compulsion or voluntarily, I don't know. But we did stand together or rather plastered over each other as people kept pushing us.
An auto came then and I literally pushed her into it and I also got in. The journey that followed was met with perfect silence with me checking her beautiful face that had few rain drops. Those kissable lips looked too inviting. Her big doe eyes were too hard not to die for. As I kept drooling, I heard her say, "Bhaiyya yahin rukna." She was leaving again.
It was her hostel, I assumed since the auto stopped in front of a college. As she stood there searching for her purse, while balancing her unruly hair, I had a sudden urge to tuck the hair behind her ears.
"Um you go, I will pay, anyhow I have to travel further", I offered and she gave me a very slow and a hesitant nod and got down. I saw her walking without a backward glance, when she suddenly turned around and said, "Thank you. I am Khushi."
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Mrs.Arnav Singh Raizada was one happy woman. After all her life couldn't have been better than this. She never knew she will be here with him, the man of her dreams. She was still thankful to God for making them meet under such strange circumstances.
"Khushi", he called out. As she went to their room, she still blushed thinking about yesterday.
Oh did I tell you? It was Arnav and Khushi's marriage yesterday. Of course should I tell about the night that followed or the day that rose later?
"Yes Arnav?"
"Get ready, MY bus girl. Let us start our honeymoon on the same bus that brought us here today."
The bus always took part in their happiness, be it when they became friends, more than friends, lovers or an engaged couple.
Arnav had asked her out for the first time in the same bus stop and they had gone on their first date on the very same bus.
Three years later, Khushi had declared her love for him and had asked his consent for marriage on the very same bus.
These two decided to traveled together again before starting their next phase of discovering their hidden and unexplored path of nothing which is so fondly called as LOVE.
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