Ishika is running along a street, water splashing under her feet. It's raining. Raining since morning and that won't stop her from seeing him.

It's been a year. Maybe more. Since he left for the US. she needs to get back to Mumbai.... She's been on a vacation now, here in panchgani.

A trip with her colleagues from office.

It was a nice trip but now she needs to run so that she can catch a train and head back to see him.

She runs faster, her umbrella has now upturned.

Rain keeps falling, the breeze carrying the droplets of water, spraying across her cheeks. Her dress is almost drenched now. And umbrella seems an utter waste. But everything around her looks beautiful, even normal roads, trees and cars.

She quickly pulls out her phone to text her friends.

'Guys I'm heading back. See you in Mumbai.'

****

She takes deep breaths to calm herself.

It's sad that the train is gone. And there won't be any train for another three hours. Perhaps the trains may get cancelled due to bad weather.

"What do I do now... " she mumbled rubbing her palms together.

It's very chilly now. She wasn't feeling it earlier but... she wipes some water from her face. Oh bad, her phone got a little wet too. She's wiping her device with her dupatta when the cries of a chai wala reach her ears...

It's a scenic view. Even the train station looks beautiful drenched in morning rain. There's plenty of greenery around. Under the roof of the platform, sitting on a bench, it's not entirely bad.

It would be more beautiful if he was here.

She looks up just as a train comes to a halt on the tracks a few feet away. Good that trains are coming!

Maybe she should head back to the hotel.

She need to wait longer... to see him, the one she loves- Naman Mehra.

His name is enough to make her smile. She shakes her head. She loves him so much but she hasn't seen or talked to him for a year now. Does he still remember her?

Or he has just moved on like others?

She's lost in thoughts when a chai wala walks up to her.

"Madam, chai lelo.. Chai..."

She shakes her head, "nahi... jao... main hotel wapis jaari hu. Wahi piyungi.."

"Arey lelo na madam ji... kitna thand hai... aur bheeg gayi aap puri tarah se."

She doesn't look at him.

She needs to go back. And have some chai nashta.

"Lelo na Madam ji.."

The chai wala pushes a glass of hot chai towards her.

"Arey bola na naii..."

She glares at him. The chai wala has a towel wrapped around his head, covering most parts of his face. Itna kharab chehra hai kya? Ya fir thand k waje se? Anyway...

"Jaao na bhaiya.... Mujhe nai peena."

She hopes he's not a creep. But...

"Arey madam ji bhiaya na bolo.... Chai piyo."

When he sets the chai container down and takes a seat on his bench, she stands, getting angry.

"Ye kya badtameezi hai bhai... jaao bhago yaha se!"

"Arey madam ji, chai hi toh hai... peelo na.."

The guy still has his face covered...

"Nai peena. Bola na... jaari hu main.."

Angry, she grabs her umbrella and presses the button.

"Khulta kyu nai?!!"

The creep chai wala is right behind her.

"Madam ji gussa karoge toh khulega kaise..."

She glares at him. This guy is a creep. That's why he's covered his face.

She needs to run now.

She does just that...

But the chai wala is close behind her heels.

"Konsi janam ka hisab bharri ab! Itna bhaagri subah se..."

She runs along, up a rough road, towards a small cliff. She come to love the spot.

"Agar main choti pe jati wo mera peecha chod dega.."

She runs faster though she is breathless.

A few people are already there. Which is good. In case the guy comes, she won't be alone...

She heaves a relief, sitting on a bench. What a view! she smiles... when...

"Bhaag k thak gayi hogi... chai lelo..."

What!!!

She gets up and finds that she's alone with the creep chai wala.

Where are the others?

"Heyy!! Tum mera peecha kyu karre ho huh? Dekho ab mujhe gussa araa hai! Jao huto yaha se"

"Arey madam, hum peeche kaise hut sakte? Janam janam ka rishta hai humara aapse... aur aap gusse mei bhi pyari lagri ho.. Par... chai peelo... kahi zukam na hojaye..."

Hm? She frowns. Why does he care? Anyway, this guy is a creep no. 1.

"Tumhi peelo apna chai. Ajeeb aadmi. Mere peeche pada. Aur grahak nai hai kya!? Ab main neeche jarahi hu, mera peecha nai karna.."

She tries to move but he blocks her.

"Arey humse zara baat toh karke jaao..."

Now she is really angry .. she lifts up her hand to slap him but he holds it in his. She's now looking into his eyes... beautiful black ones. His hair it's a mess, the wet locks looking very sexy. The outlines of his exposed jaw... and the half smile visible, it's .. familiar.

"Tum..." she trails off not knowing what to say.

The wind starts blowing heavily just as he releases his hold on the towel he held across her face... it flies far away, revealing the face of the man behind.

"Naman!!?"

She's surprised, shocked...

"Naman tum! Of course chai wala iss tarah k trousers nai pehente... and that white shirt... oh god I'm so dumb! I thought you were a creep..... But.. it's you Naman.."

He smiles, touching her cheek. The umbrella falls from her hand. It's not opening anyway. But she needs to pick it up later.

Her heart races when she looks at his handsome face, the rain has only added to his beauty.

"Naman..."

She smiles at him despite her shyness. She missed him so much.

"I'm back Ishu.."

That's all she needed to hear. She jumps to hug him. Or maybe he pulled her in as well.

They hug for a good long time, longer than friends should....

She pulls away. She has always had a crush on him. No she loved him. Maybe she should tell him.

"Naman..."

He cuts her off.

"You're so careless..."

"What?"

"You look so beautiful... what if someone put his moves on you?"

She looks at him with wide eyes. Beautiful? He called her beautiful?

"Aur kaha bhagi jaarahi thi.. Bahut daudaya tumne mujhe, Ishika Rathod."

She slaps him on the arm.

"Tumne bhagaya mujhe. Daudaya barish me. Itni uper agayi main dekho..And it's fine. I can save myself."

"Han...Ache se bhagi tum. Athlete ki tara. But honestly u should run to ur hotel. Who runs up a cliff?"

"Haha. maybe mujhe ye view dekhna tha.... But tum Naman, tum yaha kaise?"

"Hmm..." he folds his arms, "pehle tum sunao."

"Mujhe mumbai wapas jana tha."

She smiles awkwardly.

"Acha tumhara bag ya saman, kaha hai?"

"Doston k saat.... Wo main jaldi mei thi... aur taxi nai mila.. Anyway.. Ab wapis jaari hu main.."

Sheepishly she looks away.

"Doston ko coolie no.1 banadiya! Very bad!"

She pouts, "Shut up! Main mumbai jaari thi... tumhe dekhne! Oh no! I said it..."

He laughs.. "Haha acha kia. I missed you too."

He smiles touching her cheek again. She looks away almost blushing.

"Han wo maine dekha, tumhara fb page... toh... main bina soche samjhe bhaag ayi station."

"Hmm..."

She can't look at him. She is not a shy girl. She used to call herself a confident modern girl but...

"Naman tum... tum yaha kyu aye?"

He laughs. She knows he's watching her expression keenly. But she can't look at his face.

"Tumse milne."

That makes her look up and just then something soft touches her lips.

It's a small peck. He kissed her!

"Mujhe tumse dekhna tha. Maine dekha tumhara FB page.. Ki tum panchgani mei ho. Aur.... I saw you in the station..."

"You dramebaaz... seedha baat nai kar sakte. Chaiwala banke sataya mujhe."

She hits him on the shoulder and laughs--

"Excuse me, ab hum wo baad mei discuss kare. Ab kuch aur scene chalra humara..."

She frowns, "kya?"

He leans in closer, "ye..."

She smiles, while blushing badly, closing her eyes as he kisses her once more. A drizzle begins again perhaps indicating start of something new. Then it intensifies, just like the kiss. The rain is pouring harder now, almost hurting a little lightly.

But.. she refuses to let go of him and so does he.

His hands are now around her waist, hers in his hair, mouths exploring each other.

Moments later when the kiss ends--

"I love you, Ishu... I missed you..."

She smiles, "I love you too..."

He brushes back her damp bangs, she reaches out to touch his cheek.

This is like a dream come true, he loves her.

She giggles..

"Kya hua?" he asks.

"I can't believe this.. I'm happy, Naman."

He laughs, "you're so cute."

"Waise how do you know? main tumhe reject karti toh? directly kiss karlia.."

she blushes a little. she should be mad at him but got carried away. that's how much she loves him.

"Mujhe pata..."

She frowns, "kab se..."

"bahut samay se..."

he smiles...

"toh kyu gaye mujhe chodke?"she makes a face.

he shakes his head, "ab nai jaunga."

He brings his lips down on hers. This what every girl wants, a kiss from the one she loves, in the rain.

She closes her eyes, wrapping her arms around him more tightly, pouring her feelings into the kiss.

*****

FIN!!

There's our NamIka. I hope you liked it sweetx aka . Love ya always.

Next one is SaGel. Hehee.

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