Happy children's day to all n thanks a lot  n keep showering me with your likes comments n votes, it means a lot to me, keeps me motivated to write more n more

Today is double special for as today is my dad's birthday too
This part is dedicated to him, my support system

I have not done proof reading or edit as I wanted to post today itself, so bear with me for grammatical mistakes

Now without much delay Let's start with story

It was beautiful day as usual, birds chirping, cold breeze flowing but suddenly windows started creaking, floor started vibrating, even walls were shivering as if it's was earthquake, the loud music making all them to dance on its tune, n their was she, younger generation, who does everything with swag, singing n dancing was her passion n her job, she was completing her studies with part time job, she lives alone in this rented apartment, with vacuum cleaner in one hand n coffee in other hand, it was difficult to say if she was cleaning or invented some new form of dance, door dell rang for 10th time when finally music stopped, it's was sign that she heard door bell, with annoyance she opened door but there was no one, she bang door n started walking back to on her music System, but again she heard door bell, "what the heck!!!!" She mummers to herself n open door

"I'm sorry to disturb you, but I just came early morning n need to catch up on my sleep, if don't mind can you please lower volume,"
Man in his early 40s, with salt n pepper look,  medium physique but well maintained requested with very polite tone

She didn't utter a word, she just looked at him n was mesmerised by him, she kept on looking as if she knew him, something related to her,
He again asked, " please I had really long flight yesterday, just shifted today early morning"

"It's ok, I will, actually I didn't know I had neighbour next door" before she could complete or ask or tell anything further he had already left

What kind of person is he?? I was still talking n he just left she thought n she went to get ready for her daily routine

It was evening, many kids were playing in society garden, it was time when she was returning back home, listening songs on headphones suddenly ball hit her bag pack her phone dropped from it n broke into pieces, she still didn't realise what happened as she was much lost in her music, reality struck her when music stop n she looks for her phone which of no use now, she turned to look for kids who vanished in thin air, who were playing seconds ago, She only found that same man standing front of her

"Don't worry, I will get this fix" saying so he took broken pieces of phone from her n started walking, she followed him without uttering a word, she was eager to know him, as she strongly felt he is known to her

He opened his house n asked her to sit on couch, he straight went in kitchen "will you have tea coffee anything??"

"No thanks" she replied monotonously, She was busy looking around n her eyes fell at some photos frames

"Are you sure??" He again asked

"I like coffee but if made myself only" she was about to left place

"I have spare phone, if you want, you can use it till I get this fixed"

"So you live alone here?? Your wife??" Before she could finish he added

"Actually I was playing with those kids, n I hit ball which unfortunately hit you, I'm sorry"
He didn't wanted to answer her questions so he changed topic

"In that case your apologies accepted" she smiled n excuse herself

Next day morning

She woke up late, whole night she was not able to sleep thinking about this man, her neighbour, she beauty sleep got distracted by sound of doorbell, with much laziness she opened door, she was shocked to see him,

"I'm really sorry to wake you up, here your phone is fixed" he said with smile

She quickly took it from his hand n started checking it from all sides

"Wow it's done, thanks a lot, please come in, what will you have tea coffee??"

"I already had it, it's ok"

"Actually I forgot to introduce myself  I'm Riya Shrivastva" she forward her hand

"I'm PAPA BEAR " with smirk

"Papa bear please don't be a spoil sport, please I want you to listen this whole story, I have to summit this story by tomorrow please" she asked pleading

"You are literature student, n what kind of story is this??? It looks like you stole from some Bollywood movie" he said pulling her leg,

"Lamhe movie was very different then this ok" finally she spill beans

"So you actually did try to copy???" Still asked her teasingly

"Papa bear to be frank, I hate this literature, I want to do something else !!" She directly came to point

"What???" In misbelief

"I want to study MBA"

"Fine I'm ok with it, we will apply for it tomorrow"

"But papa bear, I want to do it from India"

"What??? People come to London for their further studies n you want to go India??"

"I want to study from same university which mom did"

"But???"

"Papa bear please, this first n last time I'm asking you something please" she said pouting like little baby

"Ok fine but how can you get admission??? I mean you are in your last year of graduation, you will have to ......,," How can he disagree with her honey bee, but he did make try to understand reality

"Fine then I will finish my last year of literature from there" Riya very well understood what her papa bear wanted to convince n she totally agreed, she was more interested in visiting India rather than studies, she knew this is only way to convince him, if she asked him directly then he wouldn't have agreed,

After few phone calls, her admissions was confirmed, after all she was daughter of Abhishek prem Mehra, owner of Mehra group of hotels, he had that effects on people, though he was not fully satisfied with thought to send her India, but he didn't wanted to his insecurities to affect her life, he knew this was her foolproof plan to make him agree to let her visit India, but this time he give up, she isn't kid anymore, she is 19 now, she so independent, beautiful, mature enough to make her own decisions,

"Honey bee your admission is confirmed, you can join from next week but are you sure you will continue with literature??? You know I always wanted to do literature but had to choose hotel management course, because my dad wanted me to do, though I was topper my heart was always into poetry, I used to bunk classes ........." she cuts in with confusion

"But I have never seen you write any poem??"

"It's been 18 years since I last wrote, "WOH EK PAL" after that I joined Dad" he said looking lost in past

"Can I read it !!" With excitement

"Of course, here it is" he handover book to her

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