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🎶tum jo aaye zindagi mein,
baat ban gyi🎶

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I looked at the calendar that was on my office table, it was time for Sara to return and the worst is that I don't want her to go, these two weeks mysteriously changed the dynamics of our friendship, the way she blush when our hands meet or when our eyes collide and the way I started noticing her more than ever.

She will go back on Sunday and we have a party to attend tonight that's being hosted by her office colleague and I was pretty much excited about it.

In the past two weeks, there wasn't a single day spent getting bore or just sulking on my couch, it was filled with laughter and just laughter, and I loved every ounce of it, we explored almost every local market, food stalls of delhi, and late night walks and bike rise was totally a cherry on top.
 
Well, there was a lot of other things that affected me the way they never did it was her being close to me, a lot of times I could clearly see her staring at me with her big brown eyes, but whatever it was, she was getting on my mind, all I wanted in those moments was to pin her against the damn wall and ask her, What's going on her mind?What's possibly changing between us?

After giving my thoughts a period I went back to my apartment which was currently ours and I can't help but feel sad that it will be mine again. Living with Sara felt complete. For these two weeks, this place wasn't my apartment but it was home. She made it home. She is a freaking ray of sunshine for me. Every night I wanted to come back early just to have our gossip session.

Unlocking the door I stepped inside and took a quick shower and got ready in my polo t-shirt with black pants, it gave me a quite decent look.

I heard the soft mumbles and closing of the door, reminding me that Sara was back, and as per her order, I was ready before she was back.

"Not bad, Abhi, you look uhm quite nice," Sara commented. 

"Quite nice, seriously I look much better than just nice," I replied, making her chuckle.

"Go and get dressed, let's see if you even look nice or not," I said in a mocking tone.

"Have faith in me, I will bring your jaw down, just wait and watch," She said tiptoeing to reach my height.

"Well, extremely great confidence you have, now go we will see," I said getting close to her ear.

No doubt she can make my jaw drop by just roaming around in her oversized t-shirt and shorts and everytime she is making it difficult for me to keep my thoughts sane because it's being too much, the tingling feeling the urge to cage her in my arms and probably telling her all the insane things I have been feeling all this while.

Half and hour later I was sitting on the couch scrolling my instagram, her heels clicked on the marble floor and indeed my jaw dropped, she was looking like a fucking goddess dressed in blood red off shoulder satin dress that ended up her knees while her hair falling on her back and in that moment I wanted to do so many unholy things to her, standing up I took a step forward and she flashed a smile and that was my last string.

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