A/N- Itni jaldi end kar rahe ho di😢 ... Baccha log trip ki details aapko pehle hi batai thi ab aap log sunte hi nahi ho bado ki baatein. Shiv!Shiv!Shiv! Rahiman is sansar me bhati bhati ke log. Ghor kalyug hai

Happy Reading

Sona's POV

To hear the story from Ele and get excited and to sit in the bus with a gang which had undergone a fission were two different things. We were still sitting on the last seats.

The long last seat was taken by:

Umang Karan Varun Ritika

The last two seaters just ahead were occupied by

Dev Ankita.

There was pin drop silence. Everyone was looking outside the window/into their phones.

Elena got settled beside Varun. Neha sat next to her. I was about to sit beside Dev when he said "Reserved hai ... for Jatin"

I quitely got up and sat beside Ankita. I looked at Dev. He was looking out of the window. Was he feeling something? Had he numbed it? Or he didn't actually care about the stranger tag I gave him yesterday.

The entire trip I had been getting unwanted attention from him and I was not really happy about it. Now, when I want him to atleast look here. He is busy looking out of the window. Maybe all that was we shared was because I took his window seat. Now that he has his first love. Why will he talk to me?

Meri sautan WINDOW SEAT

Dev's POV

I turned my head by a small angle to look at her. She was looking out of the window now. Yes that's why she started talking to this stranger because of the love for a window seat. The window seat is more important for her. She is a good girl holding her morals. Definitely she would brush all the feelings of love away that is what good and righteous girls do.

"Sab aa gaye?" Professor Rao asked. Thank god for once in his life he didn't speak English. I don't understand why does he even try to speak a language that he doesn't know how to? Hindi is his mother tongue he should simply converse in it. Such show offs often tend to be mocked.

The bus accelerated. No one was talking in a group. Varun and Elena were busy with each other. Poor Ritika was stacked in the corner and was forced to hear their mushy conversation. She seemed more relaxed than ever because Jatin and Ankita's love story crashed before it took off. Jatin looks like DevDas now. All night he listened to songs of the black and white era. I ... I am ... Fine.

Sona's POV

I am not fine. Do these idiots realise we have crossed the Lucknow Agra Expressway and we are going to enter Yamuna Expressway in the next 15 minutes! I had to do something

"Suno ... Sab suno ... SUNO" The last louder one was for VaruNa. "Is this how we are going to end the trip? With a sour taste in all our mouths? I know some of us are hurt but then this trip will end in the next 3 hours roughly and when we'll look back at this trip we'll laugh at our immaturity. I don't want anyone to laugh at me... Not even my older self. So chalo batao kya khele?"

"Pakadam Pakdai" Jatin was annoyed and he was being sarcastic here

"Chalti bus me kaise khelenge?" Ankita wondered loudly and all of us gave her an amused look. Freshly out of love I hope Jatin will be able to see how dumb his choice was

"Jatin... Its life, some things don't work the way things are planned but maybe some thing better is stored for you in future. You can't shut yourself for the rest of your life" I persuaded him

"Mera muh kholne ka bhi mood nahi hai" He looked the other way

"Dumb charades khelein?" I said

Dev's POV

The good girl was actually making efforts for us... For a group of strangers. That's good news.

We were divided into teams by team leaders Jatin and Sonakshi. She chose me first. What a consolation prize!

Our team also had distracted Elena, ignorant Neha and clueless Karan. So naturally the entire responsibility of the team fell on our shoulders.

We made such a wonderful team. Whatever I acted she could guess and vice versa. If only she could see how well we work together.

"Sonakshi ye kya ishare kar rii hai much kuch samajh nii aara" Elena held her head.

She was doing something like coming-clock-alarm ... What could it be?

Oh I know!

Alam Aara.

"Yes Yes" She jumped and squealed so loudly and she hugged me taking everyone by surprise. She must have realised what she did and parted awkwardly. I can still feel her clinging to me. What a mood changer was that! Who hugs strangers by the way?

Jatin came from their team and we gave him TASHAN to enact. No one could guess. We scored a point.

"Yaar Dev, Sona ab tum nahi aaoge. Kisi aur ko bhejo" Ritika said "Hum bhi sab ko bhej rahe hain na"

"Mai jaata hu" Karan proudly got up. Umang whispered something in his ears.

He enacted something like 30- Shah rukh khan

"Ye SRK ka pose hai" Sona screamed "Shah Rukh Khan? Oh bas Khan. Teesra word khan hai... Ab second word?"

Karan turned around and slapped Jatin hard. He didn't register what had happened and Neha out of the blue screamed TEES MAAR KHAN

Elena and Varun kept playing their own game in the mean time with the movies they gave each other

V to E: Hum aapke hain kaun?

E to V: Saajan

Chee! How cheesy could that get? But I was jealous of them. The only official couple in our group

Sona's POV

The game went on. Packets of chips and cans of pepsi were opened. We passed by the familiar roads. We crossed the green fields which looked foggy in the morning. We didn't care to look at our phones or even the watch. We grew oblivious of the time. It was like the 90s era was back. Happy faces around. Everything was back to normal except the awkward distance between him & me.

"Neha itni simple acting nahi kar payi tu?" Ele screamed

"Udta kar diya na! Punjab nahi ho raha tha" Neha defended herself

"Isko punishment do" Umang said

"Neha apna special dance kar" I suggested.

Neha hesitated for a while and then she did her favourite steps on her favourite tune.

Inko padi hi nahi hai
Inse hota hi nahi hai
Ye pyar nahi karte
Romance nahi karte
Inse hota hi nahi hai
Mere husband mujhse pyar nahi karte

Such memories!

DEV'S POV

We reached ISBT, Delhi finally and everything that happened was so quick. We promised to be in touch, a whatsapp group was created. We clicked the final pictures and I didn't get to share a word with Sona.

"Dev my car?" Neha asked

"Was delivered to your brother" I replied

"Thank you so much. It was good knowing you and we were totally wrong about you. Everyone is not how they may seem in the first interaction. Lesson learned!" Neha thanked me again. She standing right behind her with her lips tied.

It was settled. She didn't care. She didn't want to even explain her absence from the trip. I didn't matter to her and we were better as friends.

This was the end of That Special Journey. This was the end of a probable love story.
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Sona's POV

Back at home I was staring at the ceiling of my room humming a familiar tune.

"Kya kar rahi hai Sona" Maa asked me

"Nothing ... I have nothing to do" I replied in a lazy tone

"Nothing to do? Jaa na market se ye sab le aa" Maa handed me the list and I gave her a very exhausted look.

"Jaa na beta jaldi jaa"She pulled me out of the bed.

How do I fall for her traps? Everytime she sees me idle she sends me to the market. I should stop telling her that I am idle.

I slipped into my floaters. I was really tired. I didn't even want to comb or tie the straps of my floaters. In my full jhali look I went out on my GROCERY MISSION. Thankfully the sun was hidden behind the clouds and the weather was pleasant.

Dev's POV

The next station is Janak Puri West. Doors will open to the left.

I got down the metro and chotu my house help was standing near the station with my bike.

"Tu jaa chotu mai akele ghar jaaunga" I told him

"Par chote malik..." He protested

"Jaa na yaar" I shouted and he left.

I wanted to ride alone for some time. I looked at the familiar roads. Nothing had changed about this sleepy area in West Delhi. I turned to the market where I had first met her. My mind was clouded by her memories.

Aye Ajnabi Tu Bhi Kabhi Aawaaz De Kahin Se
Aye Ajnabi Tu Bhi Kabhi Aawaaz De Kahin Se
Main Yahan Tukdon Mein Jee Raha Hoon
Main Yahan Tukdon Mein Jee Raha Hoon
Tu Kahin Tukdone Mein Jeen Rahi Hai

Aye Ajnabi Tu Bhi Kabhi Aawaaz De Kahin Se
Aye Ajnabi Tu Bhi Kabhi Aawaaz De Kahin Se

Roz Roz Resham Si Hawa Aate Jaate Kehti Hai Bata
Resham Si Hawa Kehti Hai Bata
Vo Jo Doodh Dhuli Masoom Kali
Vo Hai Kahan Kahan Hai
Vo Roshni Kahan Hai Vo Jaansi Kahan Hai
Main Adhoora Tu Adhoori Jee Rahein Hain

Paakhi Paakhi Pardesi
Paakhi Paakhi Pardesi
Paakhi Paakhi Pardesi
Paakhi Paakhi Pardesi

Aye Ajnabi Tu Bhi Kabhi Aawaaz De Kahin Se
Aye Ajnabi Tu Bhi Kabhi Aawaaz De Kahin Se
Main Yahan Tukdon Mein Jee Raha Hoon
Main Yahan Tukdon Mein Jee Raha Hoon
Tu Kahin Tukdone Mein Jeen Rahi Hai
Aye Ajnabi Tu Bhi Kabhi Aawaaz De Kahin Se

Tu To Nahin Hai Lekin Teri Muskurahatein Hain
Chehra Nahin Hai Par Teri Aahatein Hain
Tu Hai Kahan Kahan Hai 
Tera Nishaan Kahan Hai
Mera Jahan Kahan Hai 
Main Adhoora Tu Adhoori Jee Rahein Hain

Aye Ajnabi Tu Bhi Kabhi Aawaaz De Kahin Se
Aye Ajnabi Tu Bhi Kabhi Aawaaz De Kahin Se
Main Yahan Tukdon Mein Jee Raha Hoon
Main Yahan Tukdon Mein Jee Raha Hoon
Tu Kahin Tukdone Mein Jeen Rahi Hai
Aye Ajnabi Tu Bhi Kabhi Aawaaz De Kahin Se
Aye Ajnabi Tu Bhi Kabhi Aawaaz De Kahin Se.

When suddenly

BANG
BOOM
OUUUCCCHHH
AAH

"You"

"You"

I had almost banged my bike into someone and I can be assured that this person won't file a case against me because it was Sonakshi Bose. The flour packet that she was carrying had burst open. Both of us were covered in flour.

"Devrat Dixit! Do you want to kill me?" She screamed

"What?"

She pulled my collar

"Kya normally milna nahi aata hai tumko?" She screamed "Jab bhi milte ho koi na koi kaand karte ho! Dusri baar accident kiya hai tumne mera. Dimaag kharab hai kya?"

I pushed her behind

"Tumhara dimaag kharab hai kya? Jab milti ho chilati rehti ho. Mujhe galat samjhti ho. Tum Sonakshi Bijoy Bose ho to har baar tumhi sahi ho aisa zaroori nahi hai samjhi! Mai to STRANGER hu na. Kis haq se chilati rehti ho?"

"Topic mat badlo Mr Dixit. Maine galti se tumhe stranger keh diya to itna bhao kha rahe ho!"

"Bhao! Mai bhao kha raha hu? You have hurt me."

"Oh Dev! You have hurt me" she pointed towards her recently injured foot, lost balance and fell down.

I rolled my eyes! How can someone have such balance issues. She looked too cute sitting in between the flour and other groceries.

"This was not how it was supposed to be" She mumbled

I sat next to her

"What?"

"Isaidthiswasn'tsupposedtobethiswayIdidn'tgowithyouguysbecauseIwasconfusedovermyfeelingsbutnowIknowthatIfeelforyouandIdon'tknowhowtosayitinthismess" She was too fast in speaking. She just shamed all the RJs. I didn't catch a word

"What?" I asked again

"I said I LOVE YOU IDIOT DIDN'T YOU GET IT THE FIRST TIME" She screamed.

...

"Dev?"

....

"Dev? Are you getting my point?" Sona asked me

"For the first time in life I agree with you"

"Don't you have a reply to my proposal?" She asked

I got up, dusted my pants and began walking off.

"Dev Dixit" She got up too leaving all the groceries behind "Dev Dixit you answer me first"

Sona's POV

"Ok." He turned around. He was back to being his jerky self

"What ok?" I asked

"Ok. Thank you for your I love you" That's all he said

"So?" I was getting angry now

"So yes the least I can say is I love you too" He replied in a casual manner

"Ehsaan nahi kia mujh par" I began walking away.

"Sonakshi" He called from behind

"I am not talking to you" I shouted.

He pulled my hand and I landed on his chest. He covered me with his arms and my anger melted like wax.

"The flour on your hair ... Aaannnchooo" He sneezed

I giggled and he giggled too. How could this even be true? The most angry proposal ever. The most weird and flour-y hug ever. This was too lame to be true but I can't help it. My life has always been topsy turvy and this accident was the biggest example of it.

No roses. No chocolates. No situational song but it was my favourite moment of confession ever.
Some stories are different. Red is not always the colour of love. There are other shades of the feeling too. Its all about the honesty of our feelings. Sometimes I feel maybe its all about

Kuch Rang Pyar Ke Aise Bhi!