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You're my favorite rhythm... - 6


Have you ever been caught by someone's eyes ?

Does anyone's smile make you smile too ?

Did you ever love a person, even though that person was imperfect ?


Did you like the moon all 30 days of the month ?


But i do...
I love the fact that the moon is imperfect but it still shines...


*****


SHE : I never expected such a gift from you. Actually, I am shocked to see your gift.


AJ's eyebrows shoot up in shock... His face changed its angle...


" Mom... What did you send her ? " He shouted.


At the same time his mind is looking for a reason to cope it. As he had no clue about the gift, it was his mother who bought and sent it. He wanted to do it, but his busy schedule wouldn't let him.


SHE : I don't know how much this suits to me. But you need to know what the outcome of your action, right ?


She shares a photo....



The moon's delicate light had just turned the world a flame with silver when he saw her for the first time.


She is very simple in that black saree ( Gifted by his mom ). Her simple look makes her more beautiful. That muscara with eyeliner adds more magic to her eyes. That small bindi between her eyebrows gives her the perfect look.


Before the red color that had formed on her cheeks when she blushed, the other colors ( Holi colors ) that were plastered on her cheeks admitted their failure.


His heart : Hey bro, Why haven't you asked for her photos or contact number yet ?


His brain : But bro, Is it okay to ask a girl such things ?


His heart : We live in the 21st century bro.


Jaju's whimpering sound brought him to the real world. He checked whether she was sleeping or not. He patted on her chest gently and lulled her to sleep.


He replied
" You are as beautiful as your heart ❤️ "


Her heart : Now he talked about me 😳 ?



SHE ( with blush ) : This is the second best compliment of the day.


HE : Who get first ? I don't want to be second.


SHE : It is none other than my dad. He said "You look like your mother".


HE : Okey... I have no choice... I accept my failure. It is a great compliment to a girl.


SHE : You are the reason for those compliments. Thank you.


HE : Oh c'mon girl ☺️...


SHE : I really want to thank you with a return gift.


HE : Such things are not necessary but really you want to do so, thank me by calling.


SHE : Will you really share your number with me ? 😳


HE : Why not....


He shared his number.


She never hesitates to do anything before. But today her hands and legs started shaking. She knew, the words wouldn't come out of her mouth.


SHE : It's already late at night, so I'd better call you tomorrow. Good night.


HE : Sleep well, Shree....


Unbeknownst to him, a faint smile appeared on his face.


He went downstairs and entered the kitchen. His mother was busy with her work and did not notice him. He hugged his mother from the back and whispered in her ears "I love you Radha" ( He imitates his father ). She slapped his cheeks lightly.


Anand : Mom, how do you know if that saree suits her or not ?


HIS MOM : It's a woman's secret that I can't tell you my dear son.


Anand : It's not fair 😒.... But anyway mom, it was perfect for Shree.


HIS MOM : What ? How dare, you make me buy clothes for that arrogant Shree ?


Anand : Oh c'mon mom.... Why are you always mad at her ?


She glared at him....


Anand : Okey.... leave it.... She is not the Shree you think.


He showed her picture to his mother.


HIS MOM : Hey Anand, is she your girlfriend ?


Anand : Girlfriend ?


HIS MOM : She looks like an angel who came down from heaven. If you love this girl I have no problem with that. I will talk to your father and get his consent. 😉



Anand : Stop teasing me... she is just my friend.


His heart : No no... I can't accept her as " just a friend " 😁.


In the culture in which he grew up, his mother was the only woman of innovation to him. No one would get any wrong ideas from the way she dresses. The first woman he admired was his mother. Being an only son, both his parents have immense affection for him. But his love for his mother is slightly more than his father.


All the women around him are walking around in trendy clothes, among such people, When he sees a girl ( Ananya ) in a saree like her mother, Without realizing it, he developed a crush on her.



*****



The Next Day....



Ananya still can't believe he shared his number.


She prepared to speak to him as preparing for a seminar. Talk in front of the mirror and correct her.


On the other hand, Anand eagerly waits for her call. He keeps his mobile with him and does not allow anyone to answer his calls. But the strange thing is that he answered the calls of strangers rather than the calls of those he knew.


After gathering all her courage she takes a deep breath and calls out to him.


Ringing....


SHE : Hello Sir....


HE : What ? Would you like to lend me a loan ? Look.... I don't want any loan. If your bank ever wants a loan, you can call me.


( Effects of continuously answering unknown calls 😂)


She couldn't contain her laughter and laughed out loud. It took Anand a minute to understand. His eyes go wide in surprise , but then his lips broaden into a smile.


HE : Ananya... ?


SHE : Yeah ( She continued laughing. )


HE : Oh c'mon girl... Do you make fun of me ? Why did you call me as sir ?


SHE : No no... I am not doing anything like that now sir... but there is an chance to do so in the future.


HE : If so let's see that too madam...


They both laughed together this time.


The conversation continued for a long time.


The sounds of laughter appeared several times like the music. They didn't say anything they wanted to say. He was so gracefully let her into his path.


None of the words she had practiced many times since last night were helping her now.


For the first time in her life she was able to speak everything that came to her mind without any thought of whether we were talking right or wrong.


He also lost in her speech, which was as innocent as a child.


They both said to themselves that " This was the sweetest voice I had ever heard."


Both of them thought they could continue the conversation until they ran out of words....


Man proposes but god disposes, Like that Fate sent someone to spoil their conversation....



*****


Do you have any idea or guess about that person ?

You will definitely have to wait to find out who it is...


Take care 💕