RECAP
.... why this is so confusing and why I am feeling so nervous in the name of confession. How should I tell to him....that he is just like a dream to me....a best dream ....the dream from which I don't want to wake up.
Lost in thought, I was heading to the kitchen to help my mother with dinner, hoping this would be my chance to make things right with him tonight. I was planning how I could make him smile again tomorrow, remembering the fact that we'd soon be heading out together...just him and me.... The very thought made me blush out of sudden while working with my mummy in kitchen, and my mother noticed it, smiling at me curiously she asked me the reason....But..... I had to come up with a quick excuse, saying I'd just remembered a joke. How could I tell her that her daughter was weaving dreams of someone so dear in her mind.....?
When dinner was ready, I went to his room to call him, but he wasn't there. He'd already gone out with my grandfather. When I told my mother, she said he'd been invited for dinner at a neighbor's house. Disheartened, I ate my meal quietly, wondering if he was truly that upset with me.
After helping my mother clean up the kitchen, I went to my room. My mind was too restless with worry over Krishna.... So I was unable to fall asleep. So, I took out my phone and deleted all those messages that had led to this tension. I resolved to hand him my phone first thing tomorrow, hoping that would cool his anger. But would it be enough.... To see his smile again?
I wanted to tell him how I feel whenever I see him everytime..... Yess I also want to confess my heart to him, but how could I make it special? I only had a year with him, and I wanted it to be unforgettable-something he couldn't forget even if he tried..... Something that will bring smile on his cute face whenever he will try to remember..... I started searching Google and YouTube for unique ways to say "I love you" without actually saying it, but nothing seemed right. I didn't want anything too modern or bold that might make him uncomfortable, so I shifted to looking for ideas from his devotees. Then it struck me-I could just ask my friend, Chiku, who was also devoted to him as his lover.
Casually, I brought up the topic with her, asking for some subtle ways to confess. She suggested a poetic approach: on a moonless night, I should tell him how beautiful the moon looks, and when he points out that there is no moon, I'd say, "You are my moon....Why should I need any other moon to adore.... You are more beautiful then moon...." The message itself made me blush .... could I ever bring myself to say that to him? , Imagining this moment was making me giggle in the middle of night. Maybe not now, but someday, when the moment felt right I will definitely try this.
Thinking about it, I drifted off to sleep with a smile.
I was Determined not to miss my chance tomorrow, So I set five alarms-3:00, 3:15, 3:30, 3:45, and 4:00 a.m. I had to be up before him. Strangely, I woke up at 2:00 a.m. and, no matter how hard I tried, after waking up I couldn't fall back asleep. I didn't want to go outside in the dark....As my parents will think I am doing crazy things will call me definatly pagal hogyi ladki (mad/mental girl) in their language, so I lay there on the bed, thinking about him, humming his bhajans softly to pass the time.
Finally, at 4:00, I got ready and went outside to start cleaning with a broom. My mother was surprised to see me up so early and she assumed I was too anxious about our upcoming trip for tomorrow that's why I was unable to sleep. I simply nodded, not able to explain my real reason.... How could I say the real reason ..... Eagerly, I began sweeping the courtyard, finishing quickly so I could go to his room.
Later after finishing the courtyard cleaning, I went towards his door, Standing outside his door, I felt a sudden wave of shyness. I was holding the broom tightly, almost as if it was his hand, calming my jittery nerves. I playfully hugged the broom....As I was thinking so delusional that time, I caught myself at the mid-act of madnesses, I mentally scolded myself, and kept reminding myself to focus on my real targettttt which was him.
Just as I was about to knock, I hesitated and was wondering what he might be doing inside. Curiosity got the better of me, and I pressed my ear to the door to listen what was happening inside. Suddenly, the door swung open, and there he stood opening the door. I Startled with embarssemt, and I hadn't realized I was holding the broom vertically at that moment, which slipped down, falling right on his head.
I froze in shock, sinking to the ground in embarrassment as he began dusting off his hair, which had been messed up by the broom. But as he stood there, ruffling his hair With his fingers, I was entranced to see him he was looking justttt wowwwwwww.
He looked like he belonged in a movie, not just any movie, but one of those grand, timeless dramas-Bollywood, Tollywood, Hollywood,K drama ,J drama , C drama, Thai drama actors are nothing compared to this moment. In my mind, I was in a wrld crafted just for him, a place where only Krishna and I existed The K●N●K 'Keshav Nandkishor Krishnan's Dimension Drama'.
"Oh, how foolish I was, getting lost in thoughts like these!" I was silently scolding myself in my mind, caught up in his beauty and forgetting that I had been the one to hit him with the broom. He gave me a sharp sideways glance and began to walk away without a word. Quickly, I scrambled to my feet up and called out after him.
"Sorryyyy.....sorryyyyyyy...Aren't you going to say anything?"
"When my words only sound like taunts to others, what's the point of speaking then....?" he said by facing his back to me as he faced the doorway. Was it possible for anyone to be so angry.....And still being this cute?
I realized that moment I'd have to apologize now...It would be better, hoping it would calm him down. After all, he looked best with either laughing or arguing with me, nothing else like this being Mr.Serious!!
"You were asking for my phone yesterday, weren't you? Here, take it and see whatever you want," I said, holding out my phone and giving it to him.
"That was yesterday. I don't need it today!" he replied coldly as he moved away. Disheartened, I tucked the phone back into my pocket and began sweeping his room. As I swept the spot where he slept, Out of sudden I found myself kissing his bedsheet to which last night he slept , then blushingly..... I hurriedly left the room as I don't want to caught. I didn't know why I did it; maybe I just wanted to hug that sheet....But ended by doing this weird thing.
But now I had to think about what to do next, so I began plotting new ways to make it up to him. I remembered he'd wanted a new phone, so I thought, why not buy him a gift instead? Maybe a new phone as a kind of peace offering will bring his smile back. So, I spent nearly an hour searching for best phone for him, but every option seemed out of reach. It wasn't that I didn't find anything good-I found plenty that I liked, but my budget didn't agree to Like them as well. I'd only been in my job for less than a year, so I couldn't ask my family for extra money either.
Scrolling through my wishlist, I remembered that I'd chosen a phone for myself to buy in the Diwali sale. Why not gift that to him instead? I'd picked the best one within my budget for myself, so surely it would be the best for him too.
Without a second thought, I placed the order, having it delivered to my address in the city. I couldn't wait until Diwali to see his smile back.
Excitedly, I ran out to the kitchen, and found that my mother was scolding me for running back to bed after waking up so early. She'd been calling me for yoga practice with Keshuuuu since one hour. I quickly apologized and hurried off to find my Keshuuuuu, who was gathering his bath things in his room.
Knocking on the door, I asked, "Can I come in?"
I'd thought about keeping it a surprise that I bought a new phone for him, but I couldn't hold it in any longer , I just want to see his reaction...And his cute face but I couldn't go to him without any good reason , and I figured this was the best excuse to see him and his smile.
"It's your house.....You can come and go whenever and wherever you want!!," he replied without looking at me, folding his clothes carefully, I slowly opened the door by listening his voice.
"Heyhhhh !!!!, I've ordered a phone for you.... As you asked!" I announced excitedly from the doorway.
He came closed to me With his clothes in hand, and turned towards me, leaned down a little, blinked both eyes at me with a faint, sarcastic smile, and said, "Thank you, madam." Then, without another word, he went to bathe.
"Thank you, madam"...what was he trying to say? What did he mean by that? And why was he walking off like that, as if I didn't exist? Just as I was trying to figure him out, my mother called from the kitchen, reminding me to start packing, since we'd be taking the 6:00 a.m. bus tomorrow. The bus would get me to the city by 1:00 or 2:00 p.m., and then I'd have to grab an auto from there. Everything would be fine, I told myself. After all, my best travel companion was him with me tomorrow.
As I was packing, I couldn't stop thinking about ways to make him smile again, but nothing came to mind. After packing and bathing, I went to the kitchen for lunch, but I found out that Krishna had already eaten and gone back to his room. Why was he doing this?.... How was I supposed to start a conversation? Dejected, I ate alone, then spent the afternoon chatting with family since I wasn't sure when I'd be back again to meet them. Krishna kept coming out from his room in between to chat with everyone else, yet he was ignoring me...or maybe I was just overthinking it because Now and then, I caught him glancing me, but as soon as I met his eyes, he'd look away.
Somehow, evening crept in, and we managed to finish dinner, stealing glances at each other all the while. Watching him eat filled me with a strange joy; who knew someone could look so adorable even while eating? No movie and drama hero could compare to him and his cuteness.
Later, as I watched him heading to his room for sleeping, I couldn't help but hum a tune in my head by looking at him from behind, "palatttttt!!!!!....Tera dhyan kidhar h..... Tera ashiqq idhar h...." Because, after all, he was my real hero here, not me!!!
That night, I couldn't stop imagining us together on the bus. Just him and me.
I'd seen love blossom during travelling time in many movies, but tomorrow, it would be our own journey-the beginning of my story with him....Just me and him..... I was feeling so many butterflies from inside.... Inspired by a few ideas from Kdramas, I'd thought up a special moment to recreate with him tomorrow at the bus..... I could barely contain my excitement to try it .... And also I have prepared a special surprise for him.
Lost in these thoughts, I drifted off to sleep, forgetting to set an alarm. My mother woke me around 4:30 a.m., but Krishna had already been up since 4:00, showered, and finished his prayers in home temple. By 5:30, I was ready to eat, but he had already gone to the kitchen
for food, so I ate alone. Soon after, we both left for the bus stop.... I bowed to my family for good bye custom, promising them to visit soon, and then set off with Krishna, stepping into the journey I'd been dreaming of my first bus journey with himmmmm.
I was carrying a big suitcase-like bag called trolly bag in local language with a shoulder bag with me,
while Krishna only had a light school bag type.
I was wondering if he hadn't brought enough clothes with him or if I'd have to manage his outfits too... Buying him new clothes.
Well, I thought, that's actually good; now I could choose his clothes by myself...Can see him in my favourite outfit! Lost in my own world, feeling happy with these thoughts, I looked over to see Krishna, he was staring quietly down the road. He looked so adorable even just waiting for the bus, and I found myself gazing-no, almost staring-at him.
Suddenly, he turned towards me, and I quickly looked away, embarrassed as I was caught by him staring.
(What was I even doing...Staring at him directly and then caught.....?) After Just then, he spoke.
"Are you coming or not? The bus is already here!"
Oh, God... Was I here to take care of him, or just stare at him...? I hurriedly started to climb onto the bus with my bags, but in my rush, I dropped my trolly bag on the stairs of the bus. He was right behind me that time, so he picked it up and told me to go ahead. As I walked down the aisle, my cheeks burned with embarrassment.
What was wrong with me...? I just kept messing up due to my clumsiness. He handed my trollybag to the conductor to place up front with luggage, and then we headed to the empty two-seater near the back.
He lifted his bag up by standing behind me near the seat and put it above our seats, and then when I tried to place mine there too, my height failed me. Noticing my struggle, he took my bag, and at that moment our hands brushed. I felt myself blush deeply as he placed the bag up for me, and I quickly slid into the window seat to hide my nervousness.
Just then the bus started moving, we were jolted forward, and I fell against the seat while he stumbled into me, making our heads bump together!
"Sorry...., sorry.....! Are you okay?" I asked, sitting up on the seat and rubbing my forehead.
"No, no, I'm fine.....Are you okay? Did it hurt much?" he asked, looking at me with genuine concern.
"It doesn't hurt... but you know, there's a old saying that heads shouldn't bump like this..." I replied hesitantly, not wanting to miss the chance for another 'accidental' touch.
"Then... what should we do?" he asked, touching his own head with innocent curiosity.
Why should I waste time in explaining....? I took my chance and leaned closer, bumping my head gently against his again before quickly sitting back, then I tried to explain myself with a playful excuse. "My mom says it has to be twice....So that nothing bad will happen,...!" I said by covering my mouth to hide my mischievous smile.
"Well, if your mom says so, maybe she's right!" he replied, rubbing the spot where I'd just touched him just now.... And he did a slight smile before looking away and settled on his seat.
My heart was racing, and I could barely contain my excitement. Remembering His face, that innocent look of him.... when we bumped heads again-it was almost too much cute...I was melting even by remembering that moment. Suddenly, I remembered to try that one scene from the Kdrama that I decided yesterday night. Was this the perfect moment to try it out?! I took a deep breath and went for it.
"Krishna, can you see something red on my hand here?" I said, extending my hand toward him.
"Red?... Where?... I don't see anything," he said, examining my hand closely.
"I don't know, it just feels little sore here," I said, moving my hand even closer to his.
He leaned in and gently touched the spot I pointed to. "Maybe you hurt it because of the bag...," he started to say. But before he could finish, I placed my palm onto his palm and said, "See how small my hand is compared to yours?"
I felt my heart pounding as I touched his hand, pretending to compare. His hand felt so warm, and I was embarrassed to even look at his face...honestly .....I don't have much courage left.
"Well, yeah...., because ....I am older than you..." he murmured softly, moving closer to me. Then out of sudden He closed his fingers around mine, locking my hand in his.
My breath caught as he did this....I start having goosebumps all-around my body, I can feel his warmth of hands and a strange feeling growing inside me, I just froze for a moment.... and just then, the bus braked suddenly, making me almost hit my head on the seat in front, But he placed his hand out in time, so my head softly hit his hand instead. His head also bumped against the place where we were holding hands, and as the bus finally stopped, we lifted our heads at the same time, staring into each other's eyes.
This moment was giving me the feel like I am in middle of some movie. But before I could cherish it more, the conductor's loud voice broke the silence, announcing a stop for lunch.
Krishna turned his face forward quickly, by sitting properly on the seat. But then he looked back to me with a smile and said, "Well,.... I am not going anywhere ....So don't worry I am well aware of our contract... so, You can let go of my hand now!"
Blushing, quicky I pulled my hand back, turning to look out the window to hide my embarrassment. After a few moments, I looked back at him and offered him to grab some food together. He politely declined, but I was starving, so I took out a chips packet from my bag and began munching. Even though I offered him some, he refused again, so I continued eating. But as soon as I was down to the last chip, he playfully snatched it from my hand, grinning.
"You only asked once! .... That's shows you don't want genuinely to me to have it !" he laughed, popping the last chip in his mouth.
"Sorry! I'll keep that in mind next time," I said, putting the empty chip packet away into my bag. Then He put my bag back up to the luggage place, and we settled back into our seats, but I could hardly keep my eyes off him. I noticed his wrist,
how gentle it looked. I wanted so badly to reach out and hold it, but maybe that would be too much this time....As I already did so many stupid things already today.
As the bus started up again, I sat back quietly, letting my mind drift.
I was sitting there quietly, stealing side glances at him. Suddenly, I remembered I hadn't called my mom to let her know we were halfway there. So I quickly called her to inform her, then I thought about listening to some music.
Maybe, then just maybe, he and I could share my wired earphones .... But for it he must noticed me listening to music. That was my plan, at least, but he wasn't even paying attention to me so I tried intensionally showing him up. I started carefully picking songs that might impress him, but after waiting so long and seeing he still hadn't noticed, I simply played my playlist, that was filled with my favorite tracks.
Suddenly Just then, "I Wanna Be Yours" started playing over my earphone, and to my surprise, he suddenly reached over, took one end of my earphone, and plugged it in his ears. With a playful smile, he said, "Let me hear the magical sounds from your magical device too."
As he listened, his smile grew, and seeing him smiling I asked, teasingly by looking at him, "Do you even understand English songs?"
Hearing this, he chuckled, took out the earphone, and replied, "Whoever created these English songs is probably some human.... And that human is created by the same.... Who created you !"
"Oh, I didn't mean it that way!" I stammered, nervously winding the earphone wires around my fingers.
"All languages...., all people-they're all mine ....They belongs to me... got it?" He said this with a grin, then closed his eyes as if he owned the world with a pride.
I sat there feeling like I'd ruined a perfect moment with my silly question. I plugged my earphones back in again and suddenly got an idea .... If he really knows all the languages then I can confess my feeling to him almost everyday with non hindi songs, by doing it I can be stop being caught from embarrassing situation as the songs will be in another language...so that I can play innocent also while expressing my feeling to him. I blushed thinking about various songs which were running in my mind at that time.
After sometime when I was busy in listening the songs suddenly he put his head on my shoulder... He was sleeping at that time or may be pretending ... I don't know... But I moved little bit closer to him,Only to feel him resting his head gently on my shoulder more accurately..... Why would I let go this perfect moment with him !!!
But my heart almost stopped....as I Sitting so close to him.... I could feel my pulse racing, the heat rising in my cheeks...I can feel my goosebumps rising all over my body. I was too shy to look at him from the corner of my eye because even a slight movement might wake him up. Instead, I just looked at his hands, smiling softly to myself.
Carefully, without disturbing him, I took out my phone to capture the moment-a quick selfie to remember this forever. But the moving bus made the photo come out blurry, so I recorded a short video instead, saving it secretly in a hidden folder and deleting it from the gallery to avoid getting caught if he checked my phone later.
He looked so adorable, so peaceful while asleep that I couldn't even find words to describe his cuteness. It felt like I'd have to invent a whole new word for him to describe his cuteness... I wish this journey never ends with him.... But I was excited to show him my next surprise which I had prepared for him....
ohhhh !!!! Krishna ...Your hairs smells so sweet ... I wish I could ... Please please....My dear brain don't get too much excited otherwise his sweet sleep will get interrupted because of me.
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Finally I got to write some cute moments with him( even writing them feels so good)... If you also want me to try or recreate some moments then you can suggest some 🥺😁 ... or can give your review or suggestions regarding this.
Hope you liked this episode with him... I a
Take Care of yourself and your Kanha !!!
And don't forget to smile 😉☺️ because he will smile too by seeing your smiling face !!!
Sayonaaraaaaaaaaaaa🤫
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