*Continuation Part*

After the hectic schedule I was all tired and hungry and was very lazy to cook something for myself.

Uncle called me to attend my cousin's wedding but truly I wasn't in a mood to go yesterday was the wedding I sent some gifts and congratulated them over a phone call.and it wasn't actually that I didn't wanted to go but he would be there.but if speaking frankly I know he would have understood his stupidity now!

Well,why I am thinking about him now..rather than I should order something.
I ordered some food and dessert.
Actually there was time when I loved making desserts,where everyone used to eat it and appreciate it.Now I have lost interest in making it and yeah not eating it.

I was switching channels to watch some interesting.it would be either some crap tv shows which sucks at same point where female lead is being humiliated or being bechaari.

And she sees Armaan Malik's song.
Le ja mujhe saath tere
Mujhko na rehna saath mere.

And she gets a call from the security guard of her apartment.
"Mam,have you ordered for food delivery?"
"Yes!"

The security here is strict for the safety.which is really a good thing.
And in sometime the deliver boy gave me my orders and I paid him.

I just sit on the sofa and opened my orders and again the security called me.
"Sorry to disturb you mam but here a young man here to meet you!"
"No that's okay.but a man,I am not sure of anyone meeting me at this time may be a misunderstanding?"
It's rare to have guests in my home,even security knows it.
"No,he wanna meet you!"
"Named?"
"Sanskar"

What?that's not true.
"What?can you please repeat the name!"
"Sanskar"
There was Only one Sanskar in my life.
"Sanskar Khurrana"security guard repeated again.
My mind was totally blank now.thats why we should not think too much about someone,they would appear.
"Should I send him,mam?"
"Okay"

I stood confused and firstly took the food to kitchen and placed it there and cleared the little mess and opened my door which is straight opposite to life I saw the number 4 and the arrow which is moving up.
"4....5....6.....7"I was counting the floors.
Damn what am I doing...
I quickly closed the door.
Should I pretend of reading a book.no,that would feel like too typical.
Should I just pretend of not identifying him.
Oh,that's sick.what should I do then?
Just wait for him to speak.but why is he here now?
And the door bell rings.
I turned and was about to open.but first I made myself to look in Durbin.how he looks now?
Is it him only?of course it would be him like who knows there was Sanskar in my life.
But his back was faced to her.

She walked back to some distance and then walked slowly as if she had to pretend he was not an important person!

She opened the door.
He turned and first thing I noticed was his hazel eyes.
He passed a small smile at me.
I did the same...don't take me wrong it was just for formality!
He had grown the thin beard and body is grown a bit which was the only difference.he did the spike as he used to but he looks stylish.black shirt and a denim and a white leather jacket hanging on his left arm,which the symbols on it are telling it's branded.earlier too he was a branded person so nothing new.
Well I am not ogling at him.i was just letting you guys know what are the differences of these years.overall it was him standing at my door In front of me!

Well let's wait for weekend for the continuation,make sure having good time until weekend and let me know your views in the comments.Good day!