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Chapter 9:-
Anika POV:
I had an urge to write khidkitod return back reply to him. How could show a lot of concern and the other day no care at all? This is man is so difficult to interpret since the first day I met him. He behaves like a pregnant lady with too many mood swings. Now, I am angry on my mind for regularly hinting his thoughts. Whenever I visit any temple, restaurants, beaches and gatherings then I remember him. Gosh! I am crazy. Hmm, change of topic. I am filled with mixed feelings that Clarie [her US friend and a colleague] is applying for student exchange program. I am happy that she will get fabulous exposure as she gets along with people well. But, somewhere my heart feels, I will be alone again as my only friend will be leaving me. Anyways, got to study for the upcoming final exam, I have to give my best.
End of POV.
Soon, her exam got over. She is a profound student; hence they were easily managed by her. Initially, she was struggling, as in US the orientation of students is more practical and focused on learning rather than scoring. But, Anika is a quick leaner and adapted to the situation. Clarie and Anika decided to party to enjoy the moment. Clarie is carefree and isn’t bothered about academics as long as she is learning plus grossing her talent. Clarie suggested to go to Eire pub as Anika had never visited any pub. Anika refused but Clarie made her agree to come, hinting it can be their last fun outing together. The party was on then!
Anika had worn a long black skirt with off-white colored blouse on it, which was almost fit till her waist. It was perfect combination and she was looking elegant with her dangling silver moony earrings. She felt overdressed for the occasion and was still hesitant to go as many friends were going to join. She was just going for the sake of her dear friend. Clarie came to receive Anika and soon the duo left.
Entering, the pub, loud music was ringing in ears. Almost all the recent hits were played. The pub had vintage styled interiors. But, Anika was in cultural shock, the way people were dancing, drinking, swingers totally out of sense and what not. She felt totally uncomfortable, as she had due respect to her traditions and was determined to be one man women. Clarie offered her drinks and persuading her forcefully, but this time she was furious. As, the music was loud she brought her outside the bar. The drink was intoxicating Clarie and showing effects.
Anika: This is a disgusting place. I am leaving right now. I am feeling like ‘Michmichi’. Yeew!
Clarie: What ‘michimichi’? Haha, you and your words, feels like an alien on earth!
Anika: I am serious. Stop joking and making fun. The club atmosphere isn’t suiting. For, your kind info, Michmichi is an awkward maybe unpalatable feeling that we get when something around us is nasty.
Just, like the way you eat bread omelet with soup.
Clarie: Hey, my food habits are unique and I love them. It’s a pub baby, not a club. Have fun today, nobody has seen tomorrow.
Anika: I just can’t tolerate, its way too obnoxious. You enjoy. BYE!
Clarie: Obnoxious seriously? You don’t know how to live the moment. Grow up, Anika. You are always imbibed in your world of thoughts. Why will that so called Shivaay Oberoi bother about you, when you are yourself lost? Academics will not support you till death. It’s this fun moment that you create. Live, love, learn. Whatever, Bye………Miss.Introvert!
Anika had heard enough. She left.
Anika was deeply hurt, surely Clarie wasn’t in her senses but she had crossed the friendly line today. She remembered Sahil who had never treated badly with her. Life without Sahil is like dried rose with thorns. Today there were no tears in her eyes, just pain in her heart. She didn’t want to cry as eyes were dry and no tear were there to flow. Somewhere she felt, Clarie is right about Shivaay, but she was angry about the way she expressed. She went home; her eyes were moist and tried to sleep. To her dismay she could not. All the great moments with Clarie were flashing in front of her eyes.
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Few days later,
Finally, the search for new apartment has ended for Anika. She had almost given up the search but at last, she did find an exotic penthouse. Thought it was costly but she could manage the rent and expenses on her own. Also, the location was of prime importance. The main motive to shift was that her travelling time to university would reduce which was being hectic for her. After exams, this work was her priority as she wasn’t interested visiting her home at Mumbai.
She was done with shifting within hours as she didn’t have lots of possessions. Her new home has paradigm of light color background with one wall of the room painted with remarkable contrast designs.
It had floral silk curtains and ceramic marble flooring added grandeur. The material which dominated kitchen was granite and stylish wooden flooring for bedroom. Also, she decorated it with few antiques and floral pots. Anika had a habit to select color of flowers according to her mood, which was gloomy these days.
Clarie helped her in arranging her belongings. Yes, they had patched up. Clarie felt sorrowful as she never meant that and she wasn’t in sense. Anika ignored her calls, for the next day after their mild dispute. But, Clarie went to Anika’s home with a big sorry card and fresh flowers. She explained, Anika her point well crafted this time and surely, and to go with Anika’s choices. Also, Anika agreed to be more jovial and lively person.
Today was her first night at this new place. There were two flats on a floor. Also, due to wooden architecture, the sounds were audible. She could notice there were many visitors for her adjacent neighbor. Out of curiosity she went to peephole to glance the view. [Her apartment had many Indian families]. She noticed a blonde Indo-American girl, who was wearing while blouse and grey skirt. She went into the adjoining home and at night, Anika was clueless she returned or not? Similarly, the next day another girl came with same attire and went late at night. Also, someone played guitar daily for two hours. Anika was suspicious who her new neighbor was? She thought a guy who was clearly in love with these beauties or a girl who had these friends. Anyways, in America she has learned its better not to peep into others matter as people are very private here and don’t like interference. On, the third day when everything was settled completely, she called Clarie for brunch. They had good time with each other.
But in the afternoon, a bad headache was troubling her. The sufferings were intolerable, so she decided to rest early and jumped into her favourite comfortable clothes. And out of all of the days, today the electric guitar was rumbling and the sound was booming which triggered her headache. She waited for two hours patiently but the sound was not going to stop it seems. After another two hours, Anika was wrathful now. She went and pressed the doorbell many times. There was no answer but guitar sound had stopped. Then, she was about to bang the door, someone opened it……
Instantly, Anika had a jaw dropping expression on her face. How could have she ever imagined her neighbour would be SHIVAAY, that too he was on shorts with bare chest. Oh! She immediately fell in love with his body. She could observe a smoking expression on his face and was shocked. Shivaay was constantly beaming at her without blinking his eyes. Then, Anika observed herself; she was dressed in a short red crop top with a mini skirt. Due to her outrage, owing to her headache, she had almost forgotten what she was wearing.
This left Anika flustered.
Precap: Anika- Shivaay tashanbaazi.
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Neha-17