Danish, who had just talked to his brother, was sitting on the floor in dazed.
On the first day, when he moved to this house. He didn't like to shift but still he moved. He did not want to leave that house where he had spent his childhood memories.
This house was bigger than their previous home. His mother who loves him more than anyone asked him first to choose his own room. He walked around the house and decided to choose the first floor room, near the stairs and without any difficulties he got the room.
- Danish, your father will come within 2 days and before he came you have to settle here. Ok, got it.
- hmmm.
After saying this, his mom got busy.
He take his luggage goes upside in his room and shut the door, he wants to stay alone without thinking anything else, without doing anything. He looked around in his room which he choose to just no one easily disturbed, or came into his room.In his room there was a bed, a large mirror, a cupboard, study table, chair and his room also had separate washroom. He just have to place his things on their places, as his mother had already asked to someone clean this house and to organised furniture.
As he didn't want to move even his little finger, he just throw his bag on the bed and lay on a corner of the bed and closed his eyes.
After a while he still can't get rest so he decided to look outside of the window.
As he opened the door he saw the balcony of the front house , but he ignored it and looked around, his neighborhood had a good, peaceful, green environment. He... liked it.
As he was enjoying, he saw the door opening and saw a girl walks in. Looking at the girl he was stunned, his heart was like just to jump outside - thump, thump.
That room had two door in which the girl had just entered, first door was leading to the balcony and another one is connecting the house,.... The entry door.
As the balcony door was opened he was able to see inside the room. The girl who just entered had a small white face, almond eyes , small nose and a small rose lips. Wow she is a beauty - slap, what the hell I am doing.
I wanted to close the window but my eyes and hands was betraying me, although I can take help from my legs to walk away but I don't want to.
She was wearing a Indian, cultural dress, I like it, light blue with pink flowers printing on the Lehenga suit her, it was just a simple dress but she looked gorgeous. She makes the dress beautiful.
Ha, now I know the reason- why people go crazy in love. I never had interest in love but looking at her - I already know that it is called love at first site.
It looks like she did not noticed him, as she takes away her duppata from one side of her shoulder and just throw it on the bed and started to looking around , as she goes up on the bed her dress from bottom tangled up, am I a pervert why I am looking at someone else ankle so intensely , am I a pervert why I am looking at someone else ankle, nope I will not look. Whatever she do, I will not look at her, she is just doing her work. Hmm, but my eyes, ohh I see I just want to look at her anklet because it is good looking. Yes it is.
Suddenly she climbed up and started to messing around with pillows, suddenly she stopped, she had a phone in her hand. So she was finding her phone which she put below the pillows.His eyes got to see her waist- gulp.
Ohh, it's to much his face was burning, his neck turned red - shut, he closed the window and lean on it.