We have decided to rent out mom's apartment. One of her friends relative will come and see if they want to buy our house or not.

This house has a lot of nostalgia. We as a family created alot of memories and those memories will keep haunting mom after dad's dismiss. We packed everything we wanted to take and sold out rest other stuff. If I keep mom here alone she will be lonely and even suffer from depression, it's good for her mental and physical health to change the environment.

The doorbel rang and mom opened the door I was busy on my phone when I heard a familiar voice. I looked up at it.
It was none other then shubman gill with an lady in her mid 50's I assume to be his mother and his sister he keeps talking about.

They were present here mom was busy greeting them and trying to be clear about their relationship with sharma aunty.
She is sharma aunty's cousin sister while my mom is her best friend. Guess what? I didn't have a hard childhood being compared to sharma ji ka beta cause I myself was one. The only difference in us was he was sharma while I was mishra.

I and shubman didn't blink for a second, we continued making eye contact with each other. It was hard to look away from his eyes. Those mesmerizing eyes I craved to look at me and that angelic boy I wished was mine.
The other companions sensed the awkward tension between us and decided to break the awkward silence.

Mom went on to introduced that guy and how famous he is, poor lady who would have told her I know him better and deeper.
His sister was just smiling and smirking at shubman the whole time and when the time came to introduce her she directly came to give me a sisterly hug.

" I am shahneel" She said but whispered the last part in my ear " But you can call me your nanand " My eyes were fixated on shubman, I was shocked by all these but decided to maintain a good composure and smiled. The whole time I was just trying to find a moment where I can just atleast hug shubman, tell him what my heart wants, it wants him.

My mom started stating all my honours to those two ladies, it's an common behavior for Indian parents and they should and are really proud when their daughter completes their dream and is docter in London. I kept wondering what might be going In his head, will he forgive me?will he listen to me? How should I approach him? Mom broke my chain of thoughts and said
" Beta go and give this guy a tour of the house. " This was the moment. Yeah!!

I gestured him to follow me and we came to kitchen area first. I know very well I can't talk to him in here I'll keep my room in the last. " So this is the kitchen " I pointed out. " I know aru " He playfully rolled his eyes. I have been dying to hear this word aru from him. It gives me a relaxness and warmth.

There was awkward silence the whole time but for me it was not just awkward but also nervous.
I know I have to apologize to him, confess him but I am nervous. I have never done this before , I have read in book they say just let your heart out don't get into wording and scripting I guess that's what  I will do.

I shut the door of what I once used to call my room. " Sorry " That's all I Blabbered out.
He flinched his eyebrows I don't know if that was confusion or anger but this was not the time for face reading " Sorry shubman for breaking your heart like that I really like you , I never told you.. I ... Couldn't.. I... "
The task was to let my heart out but not fully out that I start crying.

He gently stood besides me and rubbed my back. He said nothing but his face showed the same love and care he had for me. " Calm down aru" He kept repeating those soothing words in my ears soon the realization hit me, our peeps are sitting outside wondering what we are doing with closed door.
I rubbed my eyes , looked at myself in the mirror yeah I was presentable enough and smilingly went out, no one should suspect I cried.

" What took you so long huh? " Mom asked smirking. Someone tell her this are not my teen days. " No.. Nothing mom I was showing him balcony and he was telling me ideas on how he will decorate it " I quickly covered up. Shubman agreed with him.

" Come on shubman I'll show you the garden around the apartment " This was very awkward but I had to take him outta here and confess it to him fast.

" Oh leave it beta, we will see the compounds and gardens after leaving " His mom chirped in. Wrong time aunty ji, this time I am not letting your son go out of my life. I was about to speak when shahneel interrupted " Come on maa, let shubman see it alone after all he has to live here"
You are my Savior girl.

Shahneel and shubman kept glancing at each other smiling and talking with eyes. I assume he has told his sister about us. I'll ask him later.

The lift ride was very awkward,
To break that awkwardness I started with " So your sister knows about us huh? "

" Yea, and I assume she told you something while hugging didn't see "

" Well she did told me I am a good sister in law for her " He chuckled at my response I couldn't help but smile about it.

" She's right tho"

" Shubman I am not beating around the bush but I am really sorry for all that, I like you I really do I never confessed and broke you on the first place. I am so sorry I didn't mean it" Tears were already formed in my eyes is there any time when they don't appear.

" Aru it's ok, I just found out about your dad's death, I am really sorry to hear that. It's ok you didn't  do it on purpose but look the coincidences we are together now"

Without a second thought I hugged him hard. Embracing his warmth I felt secure. Nothing can do us apart.
Our love is like tides. They come and go but their process is continuous.

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Guysssss!!!!

Should I end this book now?

Bht chhota story hai, or drama laau ya alag book start karu?

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