Mahir's POV:

We reached my apartment situated in HSR. One of expensive yet residential areas in Bangalore. Just perfect combination of f peace, comfort, easy transportation and no-nonsense crowd.

I was staying here since last 6 years. I shifted to this new apartment Greenfield Paramount which is one of the best apartments in HSR 4 months ago.

No not because of aminities and area, but because of the pleasant neighbor's I have.

I used to stay on 15th floor earlier. Now I'm shifting to 21st floor. But even then my neighbor's were there to welcome me on 21st floor. My two neighbor's.

Mrs Pattuthillai and Mrs Gowda.

Both are retired bank employees in their late 60's staying with their husbands. Mr & Mrs Pattuthillai's Children and Grandchildren settled in US after marriage leaving the old couple alone here.

Mr and Mrs Gowda had a son who seperated from them after marriage owing to privacy concerns.

However both the old couples enjoy their lives. Both uncle's going to walk and drinking coffee, tea together and going for their secret smoke breaks (Smoking 🚬 is injurious to health!). Where as both aunties always sat discussing over their favorite TV serial Naagin and were huge fans of their favorite actors Pearl V Puri and Surbhi Jyoti. They even had a fanpage for their favorite 'Pearbhi_Shippers'🙆.

Ofcourse not that there was always peace around them. There would be Chennai vs Bangalore war when IPL season would begin 🙄.

I would however silently escape as I hated cricket and was a Messi-Fan forever ❤️❤️❤️

We got down from the lift while our watchman Bhadrappa came and helped us board our luggage to 21st floor.

I wanted an apartment on 15th however there were only 5 2bhk in that floor and all were occupied.

So we shifted to 21st floor.

But I was surprised to see both Mr & Mrss Pattuthillai along with Mr and Mrs Gowda waiting for us at our apartment door along with the house owner Mr Reddy.

I was shocked on how did they know...

While Mrs Gowda pulled my ears...

'Aaaaaaaahhhhhh G-Auntyyyyy sorry' I screamed in pain while next second I felt another ear of mine pulled harder...

'Auuuuuuuuuuuchh P auntyyyyy sorry to you aaaa tooooo' I was crying in pain while Bela saw everyone with her widened eyes...

'You married without telling us!!!'

'Yes how dare you'

'Correct...you forgot my puliyogare morsels'

'And my Mor Kuzhambu'

'And my Ragi mudde Bassaru'

'My Podi-Idli'

I quickly ran out of their hold...

'P aunty G aunty sorry yaar... wedding was hurried...but I promise you ..my wife will give you a lunch treat soon right Bela?' I looked at her

And she gave me a confusing smile...

While both ladies shouted loudly...

'Whattttttt'

Their eyes were popping out like beans.

'What happened' I asked them seeing their expressions...

'Your name is really Bela???' G aunty asked...

Bela gulped nervously and nodded a yes.

Next second they crushed us both into a group hug 😳

I was shocked...

'Oh my god... this is Muruga's ashirwada (blessing)... aiyyyooo...I will definitely put a post about this G' P aunty looked overwhelmed

'Yes Yes...our dream come true...' G Aunty was holding Bela's and my hands...

I looked at them and asked...

'Will you both bother to explain?' I asked...

To which P Aunty G Aunty said together...

'Behir aiyoooooo' they were drooling looking at me and Bela...

'Our Mahir and Bela.. Pearbhi from Naagin... You know when we found you as our neighbour ...I mean surname also same same...

Mahir Sehgal...we were sooo excited. Now you have a wife with the name Bela...

Wahhhh...

This can't be co incidence. It's destiny!

Every Mahir will find his Bela...

God bless you both...'

They said and I slapped my head. While Bela smiled nervously and Gowda uncle and Pattuthillai uncle patted my back trying to console me. They were tired of their wife's crazy fandom but were helpless.

These aunties loved that serial so much that not just their ringtone their calling bell was also of a hiss sound.

Soon both aunties did our Aarti.

G Aunty took a huge pumpkin and took our Aarti from that and threw it outside the apartment backyard.

They said it's to protect us from evil eyes.

P aunty took some coal from her eyes and applied on Bela's cheek and said

'Give us Pinky Bunty soon'

I looked at them confused...

'Who are Pinky Bunty now 🙄'

But Bela was blushing hard...

I wondered what was happening...

They had kept dinner ready for us. They asked us to eat when hungry and had organised a bed for us to sleep tonight.

'You can do shifting tomorrow' P aunty said and soon they kissed both our foreheads and left.

We saw the time.

It was only 8 pm.

'Bela my head is aching...I'm going to have coffee ...you want some?' I asked her..

She nodded a yes.

That second I realised there is no milk at home.

So I went to the nearby milk kiosk and bought milk.

While I entered the house i couldn't find  Bela anywhere...

When I went to the kitchen I saw Bela had already begun arranging the kitchen.

I saw her climb the kitchen shelf and throwing huge vessels to the attic which were at my old house.

'What the hell...get down Belaaa' I shouted

'Mahir....its almost done...Pass me that one its quite heavy' she said...

While I picked the huge vessel and gave it to her while she managed to put it onto the attic...

That's when my eyes fell on her saree which moved a bit more giving me a good view of her slender waist...

My eyes popped out nervously...

My concentration was broken when she shouted happily...

'Doneeeee!!!'

She slowly got down from the kitchen slab...

I shook my head thinking what's wrong with me!

It's the third time in a day I was loosing my senses!!!

Mahir Sehgal! You are going to stay with this woman in this house!

Control your pervert thoughts!!!

Soon I made two cups of coffee...

Bela began cleaning and setting up the other bedroom as this one was cleared up and even decorated to embarass us with flowers and candles...
Our bedrooms were opposite to each other separated by a balcony in between...

Our house had one balcony for my bedroom and this huge common balcony where Bela planned to put up plants, which we would purchase soon.

While Bela set up her bedroom, I arranged my clothes in the cupboard of my bedroom.

Not arranged 🙄call it dumped 😬

Next second I cleared all the flower mess and went to clean the washroom.

While Bela complained the other washroom seems to have pipe blockage.

I called up Mr Reddy immediately who told he is traveling somewhere and will be back on Monday. He assured to sort it out by Tuesday. So we had to adjust!

We were tired.

It was already 12:30 am midnight.

'Mahir let's do the rest of kitchen and living room tomorrow please' she said with her puppy eyes. I nodded.

We had our dinner lazily. She looked tired so she went to her room.

I felt sticky and needed a good shower before going to bed.

Bela's POV:

I was really very tired after the journey and setting up the house.

I wasn't a cleanliness freak but yes I was a organized child.

I liked keeping things in its place, in an order. Neatly!!!

I was satisfied with the way I decorated my room. Although I liked Mahir's room better. It was brighter and it had a personal balcony too.

Mine although had a window, but was less brighter.

I sat browsing through my phone after sometime planned to go to have bath only to realise my attached bathroom had plumbing issues.

I took my clothes and towel and knocked at Mahir's bedroom door. He may think I'm a psycho as it's almost 1 am in the night and I was knocking his door to use his bathroom 🙄

Next second he opened the door.

And my eyes froze 😳

Mahir was standing in front of me...

With wet hair...

Casually!!!

However
..
Just in a towel 😳

I gulped nervously 😨

'Ma....ma.... Mahir...it's ok I'll come later' I said and turned around while he caught my wrist and pulled me back..

I was pulled closer to him.

My heart started beating louder than drums!!!