The Girl Next Door _An Ishra Drabble_Part 2 on Pg 5

So was listening to this song Beech beech mein' from JHMS and this thought came up.

Blame it on the song, the lovely scene at the end of yesterdays epi or just IshRa's magic rebooted..! Its strange though as to how far these 2 have come in their journey 3 children, scores of ups and downs and seperations and what not, yet it seems like just yesterday and their eyelocks still make both us and them go weak in their knees...😳😆

So as a tribute a small OS.

Part 1 Below

Part 2 on Pg 5

The Girl Next Door

8:30 AM , Christmas Eve, Bhalla house

He looked himself up in his full size mirror for the umpteenth time that morning. Was he looking okay, was his hair a bit too long , maybe he needed to trim it..hmm..was his 2 day old stubble a little too much...should he shave..? Hmm no ...or maybe yes...

..maybe he looked just fine..maybe she liked his stubble this way...she? liking him? Did he just think that?...What was he really thinking? What was happening to him? Nothing he brushed it off- its all in your mind beta, just because she looks at you with those enquiring soft eyes doesn't mean anything...she just cares for everyone around doesn't she ...Pihu, her parents, that ashok khanna, Romi..and god only knows who all else..you are just one more name in that list...He thought ..as he continued brushing his hair and smoothening it...for the nth time that morning...

But ...there was something ..something deep within him that was bothering him . He had been chewing on it ever since that heartwrenching moment when he saw her lifeless in that mortuary...his heart had not believed it..his heart had rebelled..and then his heart had saved her..hadn't it?

Since then he had fought his heart and allowed his unstable crippled mind to take over ...the mind which for most part now was perpetually lost and distant..a mind that didn't even tell him who he was really anymore...but his heart his heart was much more surer...and heck his heart was leading him to her.

"She would tell you...she would find you your path again..she won't allow you to get lost..it seemed to say...just believe her and only her...and you will be home "..it said...yes he didn;t know what his feelings for her were ...but when he was with her ..he surely felt like he was home'...safe and cosy and warm...A warm flush swept across him just thinking of her ...

But then ...he paused...what was she to him...an investor right.?..'just' an investor?...his drug addled mind seemed to faintly recall her stating that she was his wife and pihu's mother...wife??..he rolled the word on his tongue...something stirred within...'my wife'?...really? Nahi that was just some outburst she made because she probably was worried for Pihu..his mind again justified...She just cares for your business and your daughter ...and you should do the same...stay professional...Bas...

Then why did he tell Pihu just yesterday that he felt sad when she left them and didn't join them for that movie...it was funny though ..that a game he randomnly invented to distract his daughter would end up keeping him up all night ...he laughed to himself...

And that pang of pain at not being able to spend the day with her was what had brought him here this morning , standing in front of the mirror for the past half an hour. Examining every feature critically and making sure he looked his best.

And all this for what ? Just so I could take a walk across the doorway and invite her for a kiddie Christmas party...' ...he chuckled loudly , so his laughter boomed across the room. Beta this woman is going to drive you mad ...' he thought nodding to himself ..while rummaging through his closet for a shirt to wear...

White ..no too formal...black..no too sombre...grey..nope..he just flung the shirts across the bed one by one...till his eyes landed on one shirt..right at the bottom of the pile...a shirt he hadn't used in a while..a shirt that faintly reminded him of some distant blurry memory...of some music...of some dancing...of the same warmth and cosiness...he smiled unknowingly...

"This is it!! "..he held it out triumphantly..and well the colour was the colour of his heart today too..pink lavender ...happy and singing a tune of its own...perfect!...he thought...

Getting dressed now with a renewed sense of urgency , he squirted on a bit of his favourite perfume...somehow , he kind of knew that she would like that too...well how? He didn't really know..and honestly he no longer cared...now all that he cared was to run up to her door and just see her once...to hell with all of the rest...

He stepped out of his bedroom and into the hallway ..where the whole family was busy in the decorations...'He decided to slip away before someone else offered ...like Simmi did ..in the morning to go over and invite her..nope...today it was going to be only and only him...

"Papa your perfume smells amazing "...said his little daughter crinkling up her tiny nose...He smiled back a wee bit sheepishly...making the whole family turn towards him...Papa are you going somewhere , can I drop you? Asked his son?...No No ..he mumbled ...its a lunch meeting...I will manage , you guys don't bother- focus on the decorations instead. We don't want to still be decorating , when the guests arrive this evening..he said with a tinge of mock anger and rushed out of the door , closing it behind him...

Phew..that was close ..he thought...and then took a deep breath...This is it...he thought...his heart pounding like he had run a marathon...as he took the few steps across the hallway and looking down and trying to keep his most unaffected' face...he rang the doorbell...

The door opened and he looked up...straight into those warm eyes of hers..and time stopped...he knew then and there that the tune in his heart had reached a crescendo...and he knew ...his day was made..

And from the look on her face and the color on her cheeks...hers was made too...!

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Originally posted by: zohakhan7

This was amazing Pb 😳😛

Such a brilliant piece

Loved it

Thankfully u got some 'inspiration' to write this 😉

Loved how u showed Raman's confusion about how Ishita is just a investor n then how she claimed to be his wife

Him thinking whether she will like like the stubble or not ?

His inner turmoil as to why he told Pihu why he is feeling lost as Ishita went away

So he chori chori went to meet Ishita by escaping from Simmi 😉

He reached Iyer house n Ishita opened the door n their eyes met n time stopped

Even u ended on such note 😡😆

Originally posted by: bscorp13

Thanks zoha...yes inspiration strikes at strange times...but I kind of thought that it would have been so much fun to hear Ramans thoughts in between those 2 scenes..where he tells simmi not to go and then he lands in front of iyer house😆

Arre I ended it ..cos yeh waala yaheen tak thaa😆😉