She was feeling restless.
Sleep was not to come, it seemed. Tossing and turning on the couch, she tried to recall the incidents of the day. Nothing felt right. Something was off, she was sure, but could not put her finger on it.
Subeh se meri dil baitha jaa rha hai, jaiske ki raita phyal gya ho, lekin main use simat nai paa rai hun.
Or was it because of that darn dream? Watching Shivaay so helpless, tied to the pole, at the mercy of that airhostess, scared her to death. She felt sweat trickling down her forehead. Thank god Shivaay was right in the room, in front of her eyes, in one single piece.Tab se le ke kuch thik nai lag rha ha. Sab garbarh ho rha h. pahele wo matchsticks, baad me wo aarti ke thaal.
Or was it because of that eunuch? What was she sayin again? Kudaal jare khodegi, Jo hoga wo dikhega nahi, jo dikhega wo hoga nahi... What did it mean, anyway?
It was entirely his fault. Ek to unnke mathese itni badi bala tal gaya, uparse subese ajeeb wartab kar rhe hai.
First mentioning Prinku as Priyanka, then eating messily, last but not the least what did he do to his own room? And then... then... he refused to stay in the same room with her...
Maana ke unhe Prinku ki shaadi ki tension h, par ek dinme koi kaise itna badal sakta h? kal tak to sab thik thak hi tha?
As if he was not Shivaay. Jaiseki Shivaayke jaga koi aur...
Nope. No. She shook her head. She was overthinking it, she was sure.
Tu zaida soch rai h Annika... Do hafte me Prinku ki shaadi h, bahot taiariyaan baaki h, kal jaldi uthna h, ab so jaa.
Feeling thirsty, she reached for water. But water was not to be found in the study of Shivaay Sing Oberoi.
Kitchen me jake pee leti hun.
Armed with a torch she came down the stairs. There, in the torch light, something was shining on the marble floor of the Oberoi Mansion.
Ye kya h?
It was a contact lens, green in colour.
Billuji ke kanji aankh..