Chapter 25

                                    

                                          
Hamesha Wala Pyaar – Chapter 25
                          
Sidharth covered the distance from the lawn to his room painfully slowly and with a sullen face. 
                          
His brain was churning at the speed of a thousand thoughts a minute. Little did he know that his past actions would blow up in his face like this. 
                          
He was livid at Mohit for taking the liberty to utter crap about Shehnaaz and categorize her with the likes of his one night stands.
                          
 His Shehnaaz, the purest droplet of morning dew, who would turn into a red tomato, even with the slightest of his touch.
                          
 She wasn’t uncomfortable, he knew, she was just shy, due to lack of experience. 
                          
But those were his thoughts, he still didn’t know how she perceived it. 
                          
He was about to ask her to share a room with him. 
                          
Will she comply? Will she resist? He couldn’t fathom it. 
                          
But he was about to find it out now. 
                          
His heart leapt to his mouth soon as he saw her sitting absent mindedly scrolling through her phone. 
                          
Soon as she saw him, she looked at him with a frown. “Kaha reh gaya that u Sidharth? Main kabse wait kar rahi hu. Mujhe fresh bhi hona hai. Chal ab, mujhe room tak chhodke aa. Bag bada bhari ho gaya hai mera” she started sorting out her stuff and hanging his clothes in the closet.
                          
 “Baby sun na” he said heaving a deep nervous breath. 
                          
“Woh actually abhi Mohit mila tha, ek chhota sa confusion ho gaya hai” Sidharth’s mouth was parched. 
                          
"Kya hua? Sab theek toh hai? teri hawaiya kyu udi hui hai?” she probed, placing her palm on his cheek. 
                          
The warmth that transpired from her skin to his, was enough to settle his nerves. 
                          
“Tujhe aur mujhe yeh room share karna padega” he blurted out looking at her raised eyebrows. 
                          
“Dekh, Mohit ko pata nahi tha apne baare mein, so he booked you in a single room, upstairs. Jaha pe baaki guests ke staff members hai. But main nahi chahta ki tu waha jaaye” he explained suddenly evoking the hurt she felt when he introduced her as just Shehnaaz. 
                          
“Toh sahi baat toh hai na, tune bataya hi kab usko? Pehle do baar jab woh ghar aaya tha, usko sirf yehi pata tha ki I work for you. Ajj jab tune firse mujhe introduce karaya usse, officially, mujhe laga tu kahega She is Shehnaaz, my girlfriend, but tune bola sirf Shehnaaz” she said stressing on her name.
                          
 “Tere hi dimmag mein chize clear nahi hai toh usko kya blame karna” she smirked and started packing. 
                          
“Shayad assistant ko girlfriend bulane mein tujhe sharam aa rahi ho” her tone was acidic. 
                          
He grabbed her arm and turned her around
                          
 “Tu yeh sab kya soch rahi hai? paidal dimaag. Aisa kuch bhi nahi hai. usko waha pe bolta toh udhar hi KBC khelna chalu karta woh. And mujhe koi sharam waram nahi aati, samjhi. Apne dimmag ka kooda apne tak hi rakh tu. Abhi just usko bata ke hi aa raha hu” he retorted and looked at her still sorting her stuff and puting it away in her bag. 
                          
“Shehnaaz tu kahi nahi jaa rahi hai, samjhi?” he said grinding his teeth. 
                          
“Tu chahta hai na ki main waha na jaau? Toh theek hai main Preeti di ke sath reh lungi, waise bhi Rajeev jiju nahi aane wale hai, woh toh akeli hi hongi” she reasoned.
                          
 “Garima ke liye ek cottage booked hai resort mein hi. Preeti aur unki saari friends waha uske saath hi rukengi, they have some plans for bachelorette and all, Preeti ne bataya tha mujhe” he explained as she turned around, dropping the bag she was carrying and sat on the bed weeping.