Phir le aaya dil (converted into ss)

"theek hai...ha ha...main bas aa rhi hu na...in the parking lot baba...ya he is also coming...why are you getting so hyper?...and aap mujhe hyperactive kehte ho...ya..."

A girl was walking towards a car in the parking lot of a mall with many shopping bags in her hands while managing or I should say trying to manage the phone placed at her ear when suddenly she bumped into someone making her with all her bags fall down.

Girl- ouch...

She was on the floor...her all bags scattered around and thankfully her phone was still in her hand.

Before seeing above she replied the caller on the other end.

" bhai main aap se baad me baat karti hu...ha main theek hu...bye bhai"

With this she put down the phone while looking above to see whom she banged into and their stood noone. She had the habit of bumping into people but did she just banged into air???

These thoughts were roaming in her head for a micromini second when she realized that miss. Someone , yes it was a girl whom she just banged into, was collecting all the scattered things. Her hair were covering her face making it an unclear view.

She realized that she was still down on the floor and got up in a jiffy. With that movement of her that miss. Someone also got up clearing the view of her face. Miss. Someone had a small smile plastered on her face when she said " I am really sorry...are you ok?"

Girl 1- kriya!!!!!

If I say that she exclaimed this with a shock then it would be an understatement.

The girl talking on the phone bumped into KRIYA.

k- aap mujhe kese janti hai cause I don't know...uff what a stupid question...sorry kabhi-kabhi bhul jaati hu ki main famous hu...

Girl 1- ha...

Kriya took this reply as a yes but actually the girl was trying to register and annalyze what was happening around her. She was not even listening to what kriya was saying. She was just staring at her with wide open eyes and mouth.

Many people looked at kriya like this...side effect of being famous...but no one had that look which that girl had...but kriya chose to ignore the look and started collecting the things still on the floor. She saw a red bridal lehenga peeping from one of the girl's bag.

Kr-lehnga...are u getting married?

Girl 1- ha...

This time the girl answered the question but it was clear with her face that she was still analyzing something.

Kr- great congrats...tumhare would be husband bhi aaye hai kya saath me?

She said with a genuine big smile while the girl's realizing time was over and now it was time to act...but act what?...what should she do?

"where the hell is he?" thought she.

The girl looked here and there and then saw someone, gave a huge smile and shouted "REY"

Yes it was rey coming from the other side whisteling and fidgeting with his wallet and keys.

" aa gya TAANI...thank god keys mil gyi...pata hai main kitna dar gya tha" (yes girl 1 was taani)

He replyed in a loud voice making it heard to taani and coming towards taani who was facing him while kriya's back was facing rey.

"ye kon khada hai taani ke saath? Aur why am I feeling different?"

And here, kriya she was just numb. Her heart refused to beat for a second. This was rey...her rey...for whom she had come to mumbai after 8 years...8 long years...his voice still the same...she didn't even had the senses to turn around and see his angelic face...what if it was not rey???...no its rey...she can recognize his voice even if she went deaf...she can feel rey...her rey...but wait a second is he still her rey. The girl infront of her and the bridal lehenga in her hand was making kriya confused...had rey moved on...but he said he cant move on...right?...thats what he said on their LAST NIGHT...but it was their last night...he has all the rights and reasons to move on.

Rey came their and finally faced kriya. His heart didn't missed a beat but started to beat. After kriya's departure his heart was just an organ which forgot the rythem to beat and now his rythem, his heart, his life , his everything was standing infront of him after 8 years...he was very successful but never that success had felt so beautiful, wonderful, superb and all the fantastic adjectives he could think of. But why is she so confused...that confusion is crystel clear on her face. Is she not happy to see him. Has she moved on...no...he cant even think of this...actually how could he think this.

INDEX-

PART 1- ABOVE

PART 2 - PG.4

PART 3- PG.8

PART 4- PG.12