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As she left my room my eyes fell

on my acoustic guitar kept beside table . An urge of holding it in my hands and touching its string was bullying me. As if it was forcing me to pick it up, my feet made their way towards it. Trembling, yet my palm held its neck trying to make a strong grip around it I picked it up.

I walked into my balcony and sat on beanbag. I gently held guitar's body with closed eyes as I took a trip down memory lane for a while and then started playing it. Unknowingly, I started playing the tune of song Hawayein.

When I started singing there was a clear picture of the only girl I loved till today nd will love forever, my world.. Khushi.. Every line of this song truly portrait my feelings for her. My favorite lines from this song is

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This verses made my heart realize that she will never return back to me, all I have, are her memories. Those beautiful memories that are precious to me more than my life. But one thing is for sure, whenever I want and whenever I need her.. I can feel her close to me, in the form of blowing wind which I inhale as if I'm breathing in her fragrance, the wind which brushes my lips like she kissed me, the wind which relaxes me like she is in my arms.

I was lost in my own dreamland with my dreamgirl even though the song was finished. I came out of trance when I heard a clapping sound. I saw Arpita, Disha & Bhabhi clapping for me in appreciation. I gave them a warm smile and walked slowly towards them. Disha came nd hugged me saying that I have an angelic voice. I smiled at her as I cupped her cheeks.

Arpita excused herself for a while and returned back with a pen and paper as she asked me for my autograph. Must be a Sanamian! I gave her my autograph with a smile then Bhabhi and Disha left us alone for my counseling session.

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We both were standing in his balcony gazing at the beautiful view outside. Though it was noon still the sunlight wasn't harsh, it was kinda cloudy weather.

He cleared his throat so that I could concentrate on him.. I mean on my job! I turned, looking at him,"I know you were singing that song for whom." I said calmly. "You do?" He asked. I replied with a slight smile, "How can't I Mr. Puri? Or how couldn't anyone recognize that this song was sung for someone special.."

His gaze wasn't ready to meet mine, " You can share your feelings with me." I assured him in a calm voice. As I assured him, finally his decent eyes met mine. Idk why but a kind of current rushed through my spine which made me hold on my breath for a while.

"You are right.. I was recollecting her memories.. You know whenever I sing.. I feel that she is sitting next to me and listening me.." He said lil faster in excitement yet his eyes were holding pain in them. When did you start reading his eyes? My subconscious mind asked.

"And whenever I feel her, automatically the song becomes meaningful for me.." He completed.

"I feel, that if your voice is heart then she is the soul of the song." I replied him mildly. After listening my sentence a charming smile formed on his lips, a type of smile I haven't seen on his face till now.

No one can take your love away from you Sanam sir.. Not even fate and death..

Seeing his heart throbbing smile, I inadvertently smiled. Suddenly my eyes fell on the guitar that was kept on the beanbag on which he was sitting few minutes ago. "Can I hold that guitar?" I asked him carefully pointing at the guitar, as I didn't want to commit the mistake of touching his things without his wish.

"Yeah sure!" He gave me his guitar and I held it in my hands. "And yeah... Pls don't break it." He joked. I looked at him mischievously, I acted as if the guitar will slip down my hands. He immediately tried to save it, in this action his hands were over mine which were holding his guitar. We laughed at my stupidity but then our eyes... Our eyes made a spellbind contact with each other. His eyes!....Idk why but they hold a kind of intensity that can hold anyone's eyes with them. They are.....captivating!

One can spend hours and hours gazing his mesmerizing stare. I found myself forgetting everything in his chocolaty brwon orbs. Even his touch.. Doesn't make me feel any discomfort.. I feel his touch familiar... Even though if it isn't!

No! This is wrong!.. Divert your eyes Arpita! My brain ordered me. I obeyed its orders and broke that hypnotising eye contact. I didn't notice that there was an inconvenient gap between us. I slowly stepped back, "Amm.. This guitar is so nice.. I really liked it!" I tried to change the situation.

"Yeah!... That's why I said please don't brake it." He chuckled. "Hahaha... Don't worry Mr. Puri.. This time I won't break anything!" I said sarcastically and he laughed again. I was struggling to hold that guitar properly, I saw his reaction from the corner of my eyes. He was looking at me amusingly while keeping his index finger incline on his lips, his hand was supported by other free one holding its elbow. "Give it to me I'll tell you how to hold it." He finally spoke.

I nodded and gave his guitar back to him, "See, firstly when you are beginner.. Don't hold the guitar in a standing posture. Sit properly, then make a comfortable grip on the guitar's neck, fingers on the fretboard or fingerboard... Keep its body kinda close to yourself, you can keep the lower curve of the guitar on your any appropriate leg.Agar left me comfortable ho.. So keep it on your left thigh or on right... Then, free hand around it and gently touch the strings over the sound hole." He explained along with a demo.

I quickly grasped whatever he taught like a quick learner. I sat on another beanbag and tried to copy whatever he did nd said. "No.. Not like that!" He said again nd I got confused. What did I do now? He came and sat on his knees behind me as he made my fingers settle properly on the strings on fretboard or...uhh... Whatever!

"You must keep ur thumb over fret." He corrected me by keeping my thumb on... Ky bola? Haa... Fret! Kitna ajeeb naam h! My neck started paining as it was at the same position for a pretty long time. I tried to straighten it but Ooch!

"Ky hua?" He asked. Oops! I said it lil loud.. "My hair...got stuck in my earring." I told as I kept his guitar a side and tried to take them out but failed. "Wait... L-let me try.." He suggested. No way!!

"Noo! I mean.. I can do it myself." I got up from there and came into his room as I stood in front of the mirror. My hair are just like me, !

"Nikal jaoge to kya chale jayega yrr" I said to my hair as if they were going to listen me? Duh!

"Jarurat padne pr help le leni chaiye.." He said as he sat on his bed looking at me. "You can also go nd call Somu di or Disha." I said like a matter of fact on which he nodded getting up. "Yeah.. So what should I tell them.. Your soul sister's hair are stuck in her earring and she is unable to take them out?" If he really said this to them, they will definitely think what I was doing that my hair got stuck in my earring. Then I have to tell them that I was taking guitar lessons from him instead of doing counseling!

"K-koi jaroorat nhi hai kisi ko bulane ki!" I said in a breathe and he stopped on his track. "Please help me!" I requested with a puppy face. Why do I make such faces? Urgh! He came and I lowered my hands, he is so tall!

Wow Aaru, you notice things so quickly na!

*note the sarcasm*

Hey, I'm not so short okay! I'm pretty 5'2 but reach 2 or 3 inches below his shoulder level. His fingers made a contact with my ear, I giggled. He gave me a 'what?' Kinda look. "Sorry." I mumbled. What can do if I feel tickled!

He tried to take out my hair carefully without hurting me and I stood like a statue without making any movements. Okay, I !

"Ye to nikal hi nahi rahe h!" He complaint as he brought his face lil closer to take a clear look on my tangled hair. Why the hell is my heart beating crazily?

Fine! He is my crush but this is hilarious. I can't feel such way man!

"Finally! Its done." I came out of my thoughts as he stepped back. Oh, thank god! "Uh.. Thanks.." I replied nervously. I put a strand of hair behind my ear. You truly are nervous Aaru!

"Ammm.. Welcome." He smiled. "I think without wasting much time, we must begin with our counselling session without wasting much of our time." I said without looking at him. "Yup" he popped up the sound 'p' scratching his neck. Did I embarrasse him?

"Ah.. Mr. Puri?" I turned to him. "Hmm?" He hummed. Can we go out in the lawn?" I asked him. "Sure." He replied. "Thanks!" I almost bounced. Why the hell I always jump?

We came in the lawn, while walking bare footed on the green grass suddenly my cell beeped. I took it out and read a joke that Harsh sent me on what's app. I chuckled. "Ky hua?" He asked me. "Joke! Will you listen?" I asked on which he nodded. "So...

Ek village hota he...

Usme ek women hoti (its obvious that she don't know how to speak in English )...cow dung saaf kr rhi hoti he...

And wo cow usse takkar maar deti he...

Fir women doctor ke pass jaati he..

Doctor - come come,whats your problem?

Women - that is cow ghushing my tangadi...now main langadi...!!!!!

Doctor is still unconscious"

after hearing that his facial expressions were really strange. Didn't he like it?

"Okay, bakwas joke tha!" I said in bored tone and kept my cell back and that's when he burst out laughing really hard. Firstly I got scared but then I too laughed. Obvio I know how to change peoples mood 😜 but not in my cases!

Later on we chatted for a while and the atmosphere was light, I guided him what to do when he feel lonely. He asked me for my number! Can you believe that? asked my number!! He said if he feels like he need any help or suggestion he could call. I'm not an idiot to deny him so we exchanged our numbers.

I bid bye to Somu di and Disha. I asked about Samar jiju so she told me that he was in office regarding some work with Ben sir. "What are you doing?" Sanam sir asked me as he found me booking an Ola cab when we were in elevator. He was coming to drop me down.

"Uh.. Actually my cousin took my car to Panvel so I have to go back by cab

" I told him. "You would have asked me to drop you." He replied. He's a complete gentleman ."Mr. Puri.. But.." He cut me off saying, "No one will notice don't worry!" He pressed back the button of his floor.

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"Radio?" He asked while driving me back to home. "Yeah." I replied with a shy smile. I just can't believe its happening with me! He turned on the radio and a the song Zara Zara behakta hai played. Like seriously! Vaheguru ji apko meri band bajane me bohot maza ata h ky? He instantly changed the channel, Oh Zara Zara touch me played! This is insane ! He again changed and finally a decent song played

A silent smile occurred on my lips as I rested my head on the seat. Window was open so that mild breeze softly touched my face, refreshing me. The drive was very comfortable, he is a star and I'm his fangirl still... Why do I feel a connection with him? Aaru! You think too much.. May be it is because I have a crush on him and I know about him since my college days? Exactly ! Its nothing Aaru, don't take tension!

I somehow convinced myself. "Arpita?" I came out of my deep thoughts with a jerk. "Hunn?" I was literally freaked up. "Are you alright? Since five minutes I'm asking you which is your apartment and you are lost somewhere?" He asked with concern as he stopped the care to roadside. "Uhh.. No.. I'm f-fine." Why the hell are you stammering Aaru? "Okay so tell me your address." He gunned up the engine as I told him my address so we moved ahead.

Stop thinking about him Aaru!

"Stop!" I stopped him few blocks before my apartment. "Why did you stop the car here?" He asked looking out from window. Vaheguru, kaise smjhao me inhe? Idea! "Ummm... Actually.. Its 5pm! So my sister.. Bhumika.. She must be coming back home from her fashion house and if she saw us then... You know.." I tried to explain him. He nodded, "I can go by myself from here. Thanks for the lift." I said and got out from the car. "Its fine.. And Arpita?" He called me. "Haan?" I bent to see him, "Whatever you did for me and my family.. If I could do anything for you then I'll be the happiest person.." He expressed his gratefulness towards me. "I'm doing nothing..You are good human and you deserve to be happy Sanam sir.. Aur mai aap ki progress se bohot khush hu!" I chuckled and he asked how, "You don't hide your feelings now.. That's really appreciable.. Try to share your feelings, your thoughts as much as you can becoz it will not just help you to be free with others but also make others to be friendly with you." I made him understand. On which he agreed, "Okay, Dr. Psycho!" He laughed. Doctor Psycho? Hahaha..

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"You are at home?" I was shocked seeing Bhumi at home so early and watching TV. Except festives she never comes back at 5pm. "Yes, coz I completed my work on time and had nothing to do there.. Aur vaise bhi, us Khadoos Kumar ka face dekhne se to acha hai mai yaha tera Mowgli jaise face dekhu!" She flickered her tongue at me. "Kya bola tune? If I'm Mowgli na then you are my Leela maa." I threw my sling bag nd rested my head on her lap spreading my legs straight on the couch.

The song started playingon one of the music channel she was watching. Her all time favorite song! Abhi tjodi der me madam ka gana gana start hoga...

Watch me

"Tumhe dillagi bhool jani padegi

Tumhe dillagi bhool jani padegi

Tumhe dillagi bhool jani padegi

Kabhi dil kisi se laga kar to dekho.."

See! I told you guys. I sat erect beside her trying to mimic her and she caught me. "Bada maza ata h na tuje muje chedne me!" She hit me lightly with the cushion as I giggled and hugged her. "Sorry baba.. " I kissed her cheek.

"Kya baat hai? Madam ko aaj bada pyar aa rha h? Plus you didn't even ask me to change the channel knowing that it was a music channel. Sach sach bata... Kahi kisi se to nhi krwa ke aai hai?" Oh god! Sabhi namune mere hi kismat me kyun likhen hai? Matlb konse janam ka badla le rahe ho batao? "Ab uper ky dekh rhi h Kuch bol bhi!" She snapped. I gave her a 'are you serious' type of look on which she laughed. "Aise muh mat banaya kar.. Choosa hua Aam lagti hai!" She said and ran away.

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