This is a shot on Rajveer and Naina. But it has nothing to do with Left Right Left, KMA. Just wanted to try something different other than Captain and Cadet relationship. But the teacher-student relationship stands erect. 😉🙈

Started on 28.1.2019

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【1】The Exam

She is nervous as it is her first exam of MA first year. She is of course well prepared but how much good her preparation be, this nervousness doesn't cease to leave her side be it any examination that she had given prior to this exam.

Checking out her room number displayed outside the examination hall, she enters the room allotted to her.

As she enters the exam room her eyes first fall on the invigilator. He looks matured, serious and a bit rude. That's what his first impression on her is like.

As soon as his eyes fall on her, she lowers her eyes out of hesitation. They have never met before, but something about her makes him to stare her for a little longer than was required. But it doesn't take him much time to drag his eyes away from her. He hates PDA! He doesn't even know her. Doesn't want her to know that he felt a certain kind of attraction towards her.

But hell she is younger to him probably eight years or even more. She must be 21 if she has completed her graduation recently. And about himself he knows, he is 29! But hold on why is he thinking about the age gap between the girl, apparently his student and himself?

She knows this paper has gone on toss! First she is already nervous and now this man in front of her! Why does she want to run away immediately? Could she get another room please? She doesn't want to get distracted!

She slowly gets into the room and shows him her roll number, her identity card. The teacher tries not to look towards her, checking out her roll number, he lets her know where she has to sit. Naina too tries to not look towards him directly, observing him through her peripheral vision.

Taking her seat, keeping her belongings on the table, she finally takes a sigh.

Resting her forearms on the bench, entwining her fingers together, she takes a sigh of relief.

Her eyes then wanders back towards the teacher. She could feel her skin turning warm as she finds him staring her already. Her heart skips a beat.

She quickly looks away controlling her emotions that are taking place of her nervousness.

Another teacher enters the room, dragging the invigilator's attention, handing over the answer sheets to him. Naina stares his each gesture. She for the first time sees him smiling. She doesn't understand why her heart clenches on seeing him smiling. A feeling that he is holding a lot behind that smile of his, suddenly enters her mind and heart. Why - she fails to understand! Call it instinct of hers that she somehow manages to understand a little bit about people in front of her if not everything.

The way he walks towards his table, his walk does look charismatic. Naina doesn't realize when her eyes turn dark on him.

The teacher after counting the number of sheets hunts for his pen in his jeans' pocket but realizes that he is not having one. His eyes automatically turn towards Naina.

This doesn't skip Naina's heartbeat because the moment she found him searching for his pen, she somehow knew that if he doesn't find his pen, he would surely turn towards her. That's exactly what happens!

He keeps staring her. Others being nervous themselves don't pay much heed to what the invigilator is doing.

Naina looks cascades her eyes and looks into her pouch containing her pens and other stationary stuffs. Unzipping it slowly, she brings out one pen. Zipping back her pouch she forwards her hand a little, her hand resting on the desk, staring him throughout, just to make him aware of it and not wanting others to know anything and stare her.

The teacher walks towards her, never taking his eyes away from her. His each step towards her, increases her rate of heartbeat. The teacher doesn't fail to notice the rapid rising and falling of her chest. Her blushing doesn't go unnoticed by the teacher.

She is young but matured, he can tell. Naina lowers her eyes as he reaches her, staring her throughout. He accepts the pen from her, a bit roughly. The sudden roughness makes the pen to fall off her hand. This skips Naina's heartbeat. Not looking towards him to know his reaction to it, she bends to pick it up. The teacher happens to reach the pen at the same time and hence Naina accidentally gets to hold his hand. Shivers run down the spines of both. Naina immediately withdraws her hand. And sits straight on her seat. Her heart throbbing. The teacher stares her whilst getting up, his eyes dark on her. Not wanting anyone to notice, he turns and leaves for his desk.

Naina stares him going whilst trying to calm herself down. She didn't want this. Why did it happen?

Reaching back his desk the teacher does his work.

Naina looks towards him hesitantly. Did he too feel it, what she felt? Or anything at all? The thought frustrates her.

It feels as if it is an exam for her at the moment, a new kind of exam, in which if he does look towards her she passes the exam and if not then it is a failure for her.

He could feel her constant stare! He gets irritated. He finally looks towards her, his expression shouting at her to stop it. This surprises Naina, she feels humiliated and she lowers her eyes promising herself silently that she won't look back at him again.

The bell rings and the teacher finally distributes the answer sheets and question papers. He doesn't for once look towards Naina while placing her answer book and question paper at her bench. Naina too doesn't expect anything of that sort from him.

On the next round the teacher signs the answer booklet. Naina waits for him to get done with that because apparently this would be the last time for at least an hour that he would come to her seat. His presence won't hover her. It's suffocating!

It feels as if this is yet another exam that for how long can she endure this tension going on between them. Just that she doesn't have the guts to name the tension as - sexual tension!

He finally reaches her. Taking her answer booklet he checks her credentials, her name gets imprinted on not only his mind but his heart too - Naina Singh Ahluwalia! He stares her name for some moments and a little smile stretches on his lips. The minute familiarity in their names makes him to blush he holds his feelings, not wanting her to notice.

But Naina does notice, something is amiss!

Ignoring everything he focuses back on his duty, he signs her paper as - Rajveer Singh Shekhawat!

●●●●●

The exam hour procceeds. Naina indulges herself into solving the paper. After an hour she asks for another answer sheet. He provides her with that. Naina accepts it without looking towards him, fully engrossed in her paper.

Finally the bell rings and the paper gets over. Rajveer collects the answer booklets. Naina gets indulged into tying the extra sheets with the main booklet. It goes clumsy. She gets nervous by the fact that he is about to reach her and she still is unable to tie the papers together.

Soon Rajveer reaches her. He had already witnessed her nervousness when he was collecting the papers of the student sitting ahead of her.

Reaching her desk, Rajveer pulls the paper from her hand, staring her all serious. Naina's heart skips a beat on his sudden gesture and she slowly looks towards him. He ties her sheets, his eyes focused on tying the sheets together but her none reaction goes unnoticed by him. Like the way she is fidgeting with the pen in her hand. He knows it is nothing but her nervousness. He doesn't make any effort to calm her down and how would he with all the students around them?

Slowly all the students start to leave the class.

Rajveer is standing in front of his table arranging the answer sheet. Naina passes from in front of his desk giving him a last nervous look.

●●●●●

On her next exam Naina reaches the new class allotted to her. Secretly she wishes for not having Rajveer Singh Shekhawat as her invigilator today. To her relief she finds another male teacher as her invigilator.

The procedure follows. Students with answer sheets in their hands wait for the question papers to get distributed.

Her heart skips a beat when Rajveer enters her room to handover the question papers to the invigilator.

She stares him, secretly expecting him to look towards her. But how would he know about her presence there? - the thought brings a frown on her face. But a person can always dream! And sometimes the dream does turn true!

Her heart skips another beat and her face turns red hot when before turning to leave he finally looks towards her! He noticed! He did notice her presence in the class, apparently since the moment he entered the classroom. The thought makes Naina to blush.

The way he looked towards her, this she got assured that whatever she is feeling ain't only from her side! It's a mutual feeling. The thought makes Naina to blush.

The question papers get distributed, and she focuses on her answersing.

●●●●●

The next exam is the most difficult exam for her. She is nervous. If this exam goes well, she is sure she is going to pass this year with amazing marks.

She needs a reassurance that she would be able to get through this exam. She wonders if she gets to see him today, that would be the best thing. He is her lucky charm!

But expecting a view of his is a stupidity. He must be having his own work to do. But what if he turns out to be the invigilator today too?

She becomes hopeful! But deep down she knows that's stupidity!

The invigilator enters and her heart sinks despite knowing that he wouldn't turn out to be her invigilator, deep down she had a hope but alas! the hope went at a toss on discovering the invigilator.

As the papers get distributed, they begin with their exams.

On one of the questions while she was busy thinking about the answer, her eyes rest on Rajveer who is standing at the entrance of the opposite class. His back turned towards her. She realizes that it's him by his demeanor. A smile stretches on her lips seeing him, her lucky charm. Rajveer chooses that moment to turn and his eyes unintentionally straightaway rest on Naina. Naina quickly lowers her eyes, her cheeks turned red hot. This was completely unexpected for her.

With her heart thumping inside her chest she stares towards her question paper with almost blank mind. She slowly looks back towards him just to know, is he still staring? To her surprise he was! They stare each other. Rajveer with his arms folded over his chest stares her for sometime, as if fulfilling her secret desire so that she could focus on her paper after getting what she wants - his attention for few moments. Naina lowers her eyes and shaking her head focuses back on her exam.

The exam ends and she leaves but not before glancing towards him while crossing by his class but Rajveer remains occupied in collecting the papers and hence doesn't realize that she has left already.

When he does realize, he sighs, feeling helpless.

●●●●●

It's her final exam today, she should be happy. She is well prepared, she should be happy.

She walks into the class. Takes her seat and her answer sheet and question paper get distributed. She checks the questions, she knows them all, she should be happy.

But she is not! She is feeling nothing!

Taking a deep breath, she begins with the exam. She hopes to see him today too but doesn't get even a glance of his. Sighing, she focuses back on her exam.

Soon the paper ends. Everyone starts departuring. It was her final paper, she is free from today but not much happy she seems to be.

Even while walking out of the class and through the corridor, she hopes for at least one last glance but her heart keeps sinking realizing that he is nowhere to be seen.

She reaches the main gate of the institution. Turning back again she checks hopefully, but she doesn't find him anywhere.

As she walks out of the gate waiting for a rickshaw to escort her to the metro station, a jeep happens to reach her and startles her. She looks towards the driver with knitted brows. But a smile stretches on her lips out of pleasant shock on discovering Rajveer there. He turns to look towards her, his hands holding the steering wheel.

Naina remains transfixed at her place. Expecting him to say something.

"Ghar chor dun?",

he asks, staring her possessively, a little smile stretching on his lips.

Naina shakes her head into negative out of hesitation.

"Metro station?",

offers Rajveer.

Naina blushes, closing her eyes. Opening them she says, looking towards him,

"Main chali jaungi."

"As you wish!",

he says and without saying another word he leaves.

As he leaves, Naina's heart sinks. She didn't expect him to go away so easily. Had he offered her again she would have accepted, but alas that didn't happen.

Sighing, she walks forth.

After walking for few more minutes she doesn't find any automobile to escort her to the metro station. Suddenly her heart skips a beat as she finds his jeep standing at a corner. She looks around and notices that there is no market place around for which he might have stopped the jeep. Engrossed in her thinking, eyeing his jeep skeptically, she reaches it and gets surprised to find him sitting inside. Another surprise comes when he turns to look towards her, his right hand holding the steering wheel. Staring her with a little smile on his face, he asks again, politely,

"Ghar chor dun?"

Her heart swells hearing that and a smile stretches on her lips, blushing. Rajveer's smile expands seeing her blushing.

Naina slowly looks towards him. He keeps staring her lovingly to know her decision. She gets into his jeep and takes her seat next to him. Placing her belongings on her lap she sighs in relief.

Rajveer, focusing on his driving says,

"Agar pehle hi maan leti to itna bhi nahi chalna parhta."

Naina blushes and looks towards him for some moments, then looks back in front.

"Agar mujhe auto mil jata to apke saath bhi nahi jana parhta.",

she retorts, smiling hesitantly, staring him.

Rajveer looks towards her, serious.

Naina lowers her eyes out of hesitation.

Rajveer focuses back on his driving and asks,

"Kahan rehti hain aap?"

"Ahmm...",

and she tells him where to go, hesitantly, knowing that he didn't like her earlier reply.

"Exams kaise gaye?",

he asks, politely.

"Ahmm... ache gaye.",

Naina says.

Rajveer nods his head into positive.

They stay quiet wondering what to talk to about.

The silence turns awkward, hence Naina decides to initiate another discussion.

"Ahmm... aap konsa subject parhate hain?",

asks Naina, looking towards him.

"Strategies and Communication!",

he states, his eyes on the road.

"Strategies and Communication? Ye kis course ka subject hai?",

asks Naina, knitting her brows, never heard this subject before today.

"NCC 'National Cadet Corps' ke under aata hai ye.",

he informs her.

"Aap soldier hain?",

she asks, surprised.

A smile of pride stretches on his lips.

"Yes!",

he exclaims, proudly.

Naina stares him with great respect.

She gets confused.

"Aap... aap agar soldier hain to yahan kaise? I mean... aise college mein?",

she asks her doubt.

Smiling, Rajveer says,

"I know! Ek soldier ho kar main yahan kya kar raha hun? MA course ke exams mein main kahan se invigilator bann gaya, right?"

Naina smiles awkwardly.

"Well this is my friend's institution, usne pucha ki main volunteer karna chahunga ya nahi....",

Rajveer says, then suddenly rectifies,

"No... actually usne mujhse pucha nahi seedhe kaha ke usne mera naam de dia hai Principal ko ke main invigilator banunga.",

saying so he shakes his head, smiling as he remembers his friend.

Naina laughs too lightly.

"I am actually a teacher, Captain Rajveer Singh Shekhawat from KMA. Main wahan 'Strategies and Communication' subject parhata hun.",

he lets her know.

Naina smiles, her eyes twinkle,

"Apse ek baat kahun?",

she asks.

"Zarur!",

smiles Rajveer.

"Maine aj tak kabhi kisi soldier se baat nahi ki. But they really fascinate me.",

says Naina, smiling as she drowns into thinking about how soldiers fight for their motherland.

"They have a different aura. A different charm.",

says Naina, thinking about soldiers, smiling.

Rajveer smiles, feeling proud.

They stay quiet for sometime. Naina looks towards him shyly, hesitantly and notices his features. She could see the lines on his face that clearly describe his ageing.

"Left? Right?",

he asks, still staring ahead.

His voice drags her out of her reverie. Smiling she guides him,

"Left!"

"I think I would love to join army.",

says Naina, thinking.

Rajveer looks towards her and smiles.

Taking a deep breath, Rajveer suggests, smiling politely,

"Don't get into conclusion so easily Naina."

Naina turns to look towards him, serious.

"I understand ki apko soldiers fascinate karte hain. But lemme warn you, soldiers ki life lead karna, itna asaan nahi.",

warns Rajveer, politely.

Naina looks towards him, thinking and asks after some moments,

"Apne kaise kiya inn circumstances se deal?"

"Ho jati hai aadat dheere dheere.",

smiles Rajveer.

"Hai na? Mujhe bhi aadat ho jayegi.",

says Naina, confidently.

Rajveer arches a brow, smiling and turns to look towards her.

She quickly adds,

"If I decide to join finally!",

smiles Naina.

Rajveer's smile stretches and he shakes his head into negative.

Soon they reach around her home. She quickly says,

"Bus.... bus... bus...!"

Rajveer stops his jeep abruptly.

He looks around, it's a market place.

"Yahan rehti hain aap?",

he asks, quizzically and turns to look towards Naina.

Smiling, collecting her belongings, she indicates him,

"Wo raha mera ghar. Walking distance hai.",

she smiles again.

"To baitho na main chor deta hun.",

says Rajveer, serious.

"Ahun...",

Naina shakes her head into negative, smiling.

Rajveer knits his brows wondering - why?

Naina understanding his gesture, answers his unuttered question, almost like a whisper,

"Koi dekh lega!"

Naina lowers her eyes, smiling a little, hesitantly.

Blush creeps on the faces of both Rajveer and Naina hearing that.

She gets out of the jeep. Rajveer keeps staring her. His heart sinking, knowing that he probably won't see her ever again.

Naina turns to look towards him, all serious.

"Hum dobara kab milenge?",

asks Rajveer, expectantly.

This skips Naina's heartbeat. He wants to meet again!

"Abhi to mujhe bhi nahi pata.",

she says, hesitantly, her voice low, staring him lovingly.

Rajveer keeps staring back.

"Kya mujhe number mil sakta hai tumhara?",

he asks, expectantly.

"Ye galat hai!",

she tries to make him understand, hesitantly.

Rajveer stares her, all serious.

"Kyun?",

asks Rajveer.

"Na aap mujhe theek se jante hain; na main apko.",

says Naina, hesitantly.

"Jaan-pehchan to tabhi hogi na jab hum baat karenge? Milenge-julenge?",

says Rajveer, calmly.

"Aap...",

she begins to say something that get intervened by Rajveer, all serious, he says, looking straight into her eyes,

"Naina, I am not a man of many words. Na hi main kisi ladki ke peeche bhagta hun. Inn sub chakkaron mein parhne ka mujhe kabhi shok nahi tha."

Naina listens to him, looking into his eyes, holding her breath. It feels as if his eyes have arrested her eyes and they are totally at his mercy!

"Shayad isiliye aj tak shadi ke barey mein nahi socha!",

he doesn't hesitate to share this with her as if she had all rights to know all this, since forever!

"Tumse number mangne ke peeche mera koi galat intention nahi hai.",

he tells her clearly.

Naina could feel her cheeks turning warm. She unintentionally has hurt him by her words, she feel regretful.

"Apko number na dene ka matlab ye nahi hai ke main aap par shaq kar rahi hun.",

she clarifies, politely.

"Fir?",

asks Rajveer.

Naina stares him, puzzled. Rajveer stares back.

Sighing, Naina finally gives him her number and in exchange takes his number.

"Bye!",

she bids him goodbye.

"Bye!",

he bids her goodbye.

●●●●●

In the evening, Naina sits on her bed holding her cup of coffee, drinking from it, she checks her mobile and a WhatsApp message flashes up on her screen by an unknown number, reading -

*Hi this is Rajveer!*

The message skips Naina's heartbeat. She blushes reading the message. She reads it almost 7-8 times, controlling her rate of heartbeat before she finally replies.

*Hi! ☺ How are you?*,

she replies back.

The moment Rajveer's phone buzzes, while he was talking to Chaubey over the phone, he orders him,

"Ek minute ruko."

He checks the message and a smile stretches on his lips. He doesn't reply back immediately and resumes with the phone call. Having completed his talk wih Chaubey he ends the call and finally opens WhatsApp to read her message properly.

*Hi I am fine. How are you?*,

he replies back.

Naina gets excited on getting a notification of his message. Opening WhatsApp, she finds him online and her smile stretches.

She reads the message and replies,

*There is no harm in using a smilie at the end of the question.*

She doesn't send it immediately, wondering should she send it? Would he feel offended? She bites her lower lip out of nervousness. Smiling she finally decides to send it anyways, thinking that she would deal with consequence anyways.

Reading her message a smile comes on his face.

*😊*,

he sends.

That makes Naina to blush.

Naina plays music in her mobile.

She receives another text from him asking,

*Kya kar rahi ho?*

*Ganey sunn rahi hun. Aap?*

Naina waits for his text, drinking her coffee.

*Newspaper read kar raha hun*,

he replies.

Naina creases her nose on reading that.

*Subah waqt hi nahi milta newspaper read karne ka. Isliye aram se ghar aakar read karta hun.*,

he sends another message.

*Tumne aaj ka news read kiya?*,

he asks.

Naina raises her brows, creasing her nose.

*Ahmm... mujhe newspaper read karna nahi pasand.*,

she says.

*What? Tumhe newspaper read karna nahi pasand? Aur tum army join karna chahti ho?*,

he asks.

Naina could easily realize his disappointment. She creases her nose again.

*Army join karne ka newspaper read karne se kya lena dena?*,

asks Naina, feeling offended.

This makes Rajveer to laugh.

*Arey agar desh mein kya ho raha hai iss barey mein jaankari hi nahi rakhogi to desh ko serve kaise karogi?*,

asks Rajveer.

Naina's heart sinks.

*Aisa kuch nahi hota ke desh ko serve karne ke liye newspaper read karna zaruri ho!😒*,

she replies.

Rajveer laughs again, especially seeing the last emoji she sends.

*Acha ye batao tumhe kya pasand hai? I mean apart from becoming a soldier. Basically tumhari hobby kya hai?*,

asks Rajveer.

*Mujhe likhna pasand hai.*,

she replies.

That brings a smile on Rajveer's face.

*No wonder tum MA kar rahi ho. 😊*

That makes Naina to blush.

*Naina are you really serious about joining army?*

Reading the message, Naina wonders.

*I guess yes I am!*

*GUESS? No Naina, I want a confident answer!*

Naina gets nervous. She thinks about it again.

*Thodi nervous hun.🙈*

This makes Rajveer to smile.

*It's okay! Wo main sambhal lunga!*

*Aap?*

*Hmmm... ab jab zimmedari le li hai tumhari to puri shiddat se nibhaunga.😊*

This makes Naina to blush.

*Thank you. 😊*

*😊*

*This wasn't your number. Jo apne mujhe diya wo nahi hai.*

*Hmm... ye dusra number hai. You can save it if you want. Kept that mobile on charging. Wo official use ke liye hai. Ye personal use ke liye. Family members and all!😊 Jo log close hote hain unke liye hai.😊*

This last line skips Naina's heartbeat.

*Oh! Okay! ☺*

*Kya main apko call kar sakti hun?*,

she asks hesitantly.

Within moments her phone rings and her heart skips another beat.

"Hello!",

she says, nervously.

"Hmm... tum baat karna chahti thi?",

he asks.

Her breath hitches on hearing his voice. Her rate of heartbeat increases. Brush creeps on her cheeks.

"Naina?",

he prompts.

He hears her exhaling and a smile comes on his face.

"You okay?",

he asks.

"Hmm...",

she replies.

"Batao kya baat karni hai?",

he asks, smiling.

"Ahmm...",

she fails to understand what to say; what to talk about.

Rajveer smiles understanding her situation.

"Acha let's start with normal question-answer round",

suggests Rajveer.

"Matlab?",

asks Naina.

"Ahmm... tumhare ghar mein kon kon hain?",

he asks.

"Main, Ma aur Baba!",

she replies.

"Apke?",

asks Naina.

Rajveer smiles, feeling awkward. Although he is habitual to this but each time someone asks this to him he does feel a little awkward while answering.

"Ahmm... meri family mein koi nahi hai Naina!",

he says, hesitantly.

This comes as a surprise for Naina.

"Oh! I... I am sorry.",

she says.

"No, that's fine.",

assures Rajveer.

"Apse ek baat kahun?",

she asks.

And Rajveer could say that she is hiding her blush.

"Haan kaho!",

he says.

"Apki awaz...",

she blushes, laughing softly.

A smile stretches on his lips. He knits his brows whilst smiling, thinking what is going on in her mind!

"What about my voice?",

he asks, hiding his amusement.

"That's... that's...",

she says, unable to form a proper sentence out of hesitation and blush.

"That's what?",

prompts Rajveer, hiding his amusement.

"That's attractive!",

says Naina finally, blushing, closing her eyes tight.

Rajveer smiles at her innocence. He could understand that she is nervous.

"Is it?",

asks Rajveer, teasing her.

"Yani ki... meri awaz sunn kar koi bhi meri taraf attract ho sakta hai?",

asks Rajveer, just to tease her all the more.

"Hmmm?",

he prompts.

"Ahmm... may be!",

she says, her eyes lowered, unable to understand how to deal with this situation.

Rajveer takes a deep breath and stays quiet.

"Kya hua?",

she asks, wondering did she offend him by any means?

"Nothing. Bus soch raha tha.",

says Rajveer.

"Kya?",

asks Naina.

"Konsi konsi ladki meri taraf attract hui hogi!",

he says, teasingly.

Blush creeps on Naina's face, but she doesn't understand why she didn't like his saying so.

"Kyun, kya apko kabhi kisi ne kuch kaha nahi?",

she asks, her eyes lowered, as if he is standing in front of her.

Rajveer knits his brows, smiling lightly,

"Matlab? Kon kya kahega?",

he asks, confused.

"Ki kon apko pasand kar raha hai.... kon apke saath waqt bitana chahta hai...",

she says, hesitantly still. Not feeling really good about what she is asking.

Rajveer smiles a little and says,

"Nahi Naina! Main itna free nahi hun kisi ke saath ke koi mere barey mein aisa kuch soche bhi to wo mujhe akar batane ki himmat kare."

"Pata hai!",

she mummers.

Rajveer doesn't fail to listen to her and that amuses him and he asks,

"Kya?",

as if he couldn't hear her.

"Kuch nahi!",

she says, her eyes lowered.

Rajveer smiles.

"So kya kya read kiya newspaper mein?",

she asks, uninterested.

Rajveer arches a brow, smiling infectiously, knowing that she doesn't have any interest in reading newspaper.

"Good try!",

he smiles, teasingly.

"Matlab?",

she asks, amused.

He stays quiet, thinking. Then says,

"Iss age gap ko kabhi bhar nahi paogi tum Naina!"

Naina's heart skips a beat. Her smile fades, she thinks deep.

"Bharna zaruri hai kya?",

she asks, after thinking.

Her reply swells Rajveer's heart. A smile stretches on his lips again, feeling relaxed.

"Thinking clashes hongi.",

he warns her.

"Apne ye sub pehle kyun nahi socha? Mujhse number mangne se pehle?",

asks Naina, serious.

"Nahi Naina... tum mujhe galat samjh rahi ho.",

he says, politely.

Naina sits straight, giving her full attention to him.

"Main bus tumhe bata raha hun. I don't wanna force you for anything.",

he says, genuinely.

Naina stays quiet. She understands.

"I guess koi bhi rishta ho, chahe friends ho, parents and bachey hon, thinking clashes to har jagah hoti hain na?",

asks Naina.

Rajveer smiles and says,

"Ye tum mujhe mat batao. Khud socho. Kal shayad ye baat mujhe tumhe yaad dilani parhe, when you might try to say it a quit!"

"Kya main apko itni bachi lagti hun?",

asks Naina, sad.

"Naina baat bachpane ki nahi hai.",

he tries to explain her.

"Baat hai patience and preference ki.",

he says.

Naina pays attention, all serious.

"No wonder tumhari aur meri kayi baatein alag hongi. Ho sakta hai mere tajurbe ki wajah se at times I show immense patience and tum shayad impatient ho jao. Aur shayad kuch mamlon mein main impatient ho jaun aur tum patience rakho.",

he tries to explain.

Naina takes a deep breath, understanding his point.

"Kya tum mera saath de paugi tab?",

asks Rajveer.

Naina ponders into his words.

"As I said earlier that I am a man of few words. I really am! Main jo aj tumhare samne apne aap ko itna explain kar raha hun trust me it seems to be a surprise to me. Main nahi karta khud ko explain itna kisi ke samne. But with you... I don't know ek baar sub kuch keh dena chahta hun. Agey tum jo faisla karogi main manlunga bina kisi shikayat ke.",

he says.

Naina takes her time to reply, thinking, pondering into his words.

"Apko pata hai, main bhi apki tarah hun.",

she says, calmly.

"Really? Wo kaise?",

asks Rajveer, finding it interesting.

"Main bhi zada nahi bolti.",

says Naina, calmly, sorrowfully.

"Kyun?",

he asks.

"I mean tum young ho, abhi kisi job mein bhi nahi lagi, carefree hona chahiye tumhe to?",

says Rajveer, knitting his brows, intruiged.

Naina takes a deep breath.

"Young hun! But carefree nahi!",

she says.

"Responsibilities kab kis age mein aa jaye, iska kisi ko nahi pata hota.",

says Naina, sadly.

"Kaisi responsibilities?",

asks Rajveer.

"Family ki!",

says Naina.

"I mean I guess I am over protective may be. Isliye carefree nahi ho pati.",

smiles Naina.

"Jab ladkiyan boyfriends dhundhti thi; unke saath time spend karti thi, main ghar mein hi rehti thi. College se ghar; ghar se college.",

says Naina.

Rajveer smiles, understanding.

"Kyun? Kabhi koi pasand nahi aya ya itne ladke pasand aye ke choose hi nahi kar pa rahi thi ke kisey chunu?",

he teases, smiling.

Naina laughs a little hearing that.

Rajveer laughs too.

"Ahmm... just attraction and all nothing serious.",

smiles Naina.

"Hmm...",

says Rajveer, keeping it short.

He goes quiet.

"Kya hua?",

asks Naina.

"Soch raha tha ke hum bheed mein bhi apne jaise logo ko dhundh hi lete hain.",

says Rajveer, smiling.

"True!",

smiles Naina, wondering.

The doorbell rings. Naina quickly says,

"Acha chaliye ab main rakhti hun. Koi aya hai shayad."

"Theek hai. Bye!",

says Rajveer.

"Bye!",

smiles Naina and ends the call.