I entered the grey walled house, or greyish – black as I thought it to be.

It was dull and gloomy in here, but I was happy to finally find some help after grilling my mind, to its best ability. I was very relieved and happy that I had finally found some sort of help, it wasn't comfortable but nonetheless, equally appreciable.

I stood near the door, which opened to a very big living room. Well, it was big and huge. The roof of the house was big and high like it was higher than average houses. The house had a duplex staircase leading to I believe three or four rooms.

Down on the ground floor, near the staircase, there was a kitchen, dismal and grey and right across the kitchen was another room, that I assumed to be a store room, as it appeared to be locked, with a huge lock hanging on it.

After scanning the entire 'enchanted wonderland', for one minute, I realized this young woman, whose face was covered by a huge cap, was gazing at me.

I wonder why she wore a cap and gloves, even though it was pretty cozy in here. It wasn't even winter yet, it was slightly between autumn and winter, it was a comfortable weather, in which a person would generally wear full sleeved clothes, and would still feel warm.

I just couldn't imagine, how had she managed inside those thick layers of wool, with a cap and gloves completing the 'winter look'.

I coughed indecently, to avoid the awkwardness and to honestly grab her attention, for I really wanted to rest, however I couldn't because, after all, this house belonged to her, and she had been very generous in letting me in, I couldn't possibly act rude and settle down, without proper and rightful permission.

She averted her gaze and moved ahead of me,signaling me to follow her with her hands. I felt strange for her to not havespoken anything else, but anyways, I guess I understand, how awkward it is to talk to some stranger, especially when you are not sure if he/she is safe.

I so wanted to stop her and inform her, that I was a very decent and sober man, I had my own qualifications of being a gentleman, and that in any case, whatsoever, I wouldn't harm her, nor will I disturb her. All, I ever want is a grant to spend a night here, and then hopefully, I will be gone by tomorrow, but nevertheless, I couldn't help my helplessness and followed her to the living room.

The living room had four couches, I must say the owner would be very rich, but then again looking at the condition of the couches, I assume they were second hand, because of the torn corners and the foam shooting out from here and there. It specifically didn't give a good check on the economic status of the owner, but then again who was I to judge?

She led me to the living room and sat down in front of me, on a separate couch, which was majestic and signaled me to sit. I did as told.

I sat down opposite to her and gathered up some courage to talk to her.

Honestly, I had never been ignored to this level, I had always been a guest to media and paparazzi and this was very different for me. However, I decided to act normal, she might not know me. It is alright, to not know me!!

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// Heyaa!!😇

  How ya doing everyone?😄

Here we go!!😁

Q.O.T.D (Question Of The Day)

Q.5. Who is your favorite singer?

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Me: I have a chronology!!😅

1. Atif Aslam

2. Arijit Singh

3. Jubin Nautiyal

4. Darshan Raval

5. Arman Malik

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