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Neil

Juhi's Sangit function went well last night. Everyone had blast enjoying those 90s Yashraj songs, especially Mom and Dev. They hadn't got a bit tired participating every songs had been played by DJs there.

We returned back in around 1am and as soon as I got into my bed I fell in a deep slumber.

I get tired being in these kind of chaotic functions. My ear drums hurt due to those high volume speakers. I'm a peace loving person I love to be at home spending my weekends or playing golf or cricket in the club that I have taken membership three years back. Or driving my car around the city I live, exploring different spot that I have ever met. However you can't be in peace living your life alone if you have friends like kk or Ali. You can't even think of the word peace for long either.
They keeps poking me to company them to the club atleast two weekends in a month and being their close friend, most of the time I avoid disappointing them.
Although I do, sometimes making some lame excuses to avoid them meeting in clubs, one of those unnecessarily crowded places. God knows what people find so exciting in going all crazy in these clubbing things.
Haven't found the reason ever what makes people keep buzzing into these places more often!!!!

Thank god Mom didn't insist me to dance or else it would have been an embarrassment to me, as everyone knows I'm not good in these stuffs.

Yeah I'm introvert, quite , cold personality and a bit attitude throwing kind of. I know these qualities are too annoying but I can't help it.
People could rarely see me showing any such emotions like being sad, excited, agitated or happy hardly.

It is in my gene as Bebe says. My Dadaji was the same as I'm. He was very less spoken strict person hardly used to show his emotions. Bebe had seen his eyes moistened once when he first hold me in his arm when I was 1day older. Inheriting his all other qualities I'm too very bad in showing my emotions. But Mom says, everything will be changed the moment I'll fall for someone. The person, who God sends in our life to take care of all those emotions that we usually fails to express.

And that someone I never ever thought that it would be the girl whom I had ignored the most in my entire life, I could have ignored anyone else more than her. The girl who had been victimized by my mood swings, arrogancy. And yeah Pride all the time, I won't deny. I was insecure. Insecure to her aura. The effects she had been holding on being around close to me. While it's remain same after so many years still in my subconscious self. Only the difference is now I know what is this feeling called.

First love

Rea my ex fiance tagged me calling Chauvinist. She is a nice girl I respect her, its better if we are friends.We never felt any such attachment for eachother ever not for a single moment. In fact we are way much bipolar to eachother getting into any such kind of understanding. So we parted happily getting back our friendship leaving the grudges.if any.

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Chauvinist. That's a heavy word. Obviously I'm not. It will be better if you call me conservative I'll be okay with that. Yeah there are some issues with me. I don't like girls roaming around with their male friends late nights in the pub or some other places as such, hanging outs with group of friends all drunk, wearing revealing dresses, coming home late hours without informing anyone.I don't see my life partner in such kind of girls .It had always been my Bebe and Mom who used to continuously insisting me to mingle with them howbeit I always knew deep inside that it won't work more or less than a single date.

Whatever, If liking such things proves I'm liberal then let them put me into the jail of Chauvinism. I wouldn't mind.

Now I think I'm changing. Yeah surely I'm enjoying this Neil inside me. Only the worst part is, this blushing thing is getting on my nerves these days.
It's not so me you know.

I was lost scrutinizing my inner self leaning against the couch at the corner away from the unwanted random chats involvement. Gazing straight at the person I have recently discovered in her my inner peace ,Some one has interrupted me from behind. And the words he referred me to pull off my trance I heard, none could have guts to imagine ever to say those words to me except Bebe or Mom.

"Stop staring at my Mom" flinched by this words I snapped my head behind and saw Aryan standing behind the couch. His head is peering over the headrest close to my face.
I creased my brows a bit earning a furrowed brows from him. Seems he is irked slightly.

"Do you love my Mom" he asked, his eyes curious shoot at me. He marched across the couch from behind and stood facing me.
I was so shocked, that I have almost lost my speaking ability. His words has taken aback me.

"Do you" he repeated crossing his arm over his chest. There was not any hint of humour in his speech. And this time I gained back myself and responded in a cold tone "Nope" I started browsing my pH to avoid his narrowed gaze over me.

"You doesn't seem so..I know it's love" my gaze snapped back at him. Is he said, that I heard!

"Joe my bestie, she loves me I know...she share her lunch only with me..no one else" he spoke casually, took his seat in the couch beside me.

"But me and your Mama doesn't share lunch" an amusing smile appeared on my lips being captured into his cute interrogation.

"But you stares" before I could have started coughing rapidly in response to his words, Aryan passed me a glass of water that was kept by someone on the centre table before I have come here.

"Anyways nice to meet you..." He smiled before immediately made his face straight.

"It's okay if you are are not interested..then I'll go to that guy and fix him for my Mom...he is handsome isn't he!! and definitely they will look better together" He pointed his index finger towards Dev sitting beside Avni along with Juhi having their breakfast.
Aryan stood up leaving his seat.

"What do you want me to do then" I held his hand to stop him stepping forward leaving me there.

Aryan turned his head at me, gave a mischievous smile.

"Go and kiss my Mom" I was almost going to gasp aloud at his statement loosening my hold on him. Instead my hand landed on my chest to calm down my rapid blood pumping.

"Relax I was just kidding" he giggled looking at my state and plopped back on the couch close to me.

"I like you..though my Mom has crush on Tom Cruise but only I can convince her that you are not less handsome than him" he pulled his face upward proudly hiding his smile. I can surely say this seeing his flushed face right now, that I have been noticing since the day I have come this place.

This time a smirk grew on my lips watching at his cuteness.

"Achha!!! What do you know about the crushes" I relaxed leaning back.

"Mom lean her head dreamily watching Tom Cruise whenever he comes on screen...even she almost forgets that someone handsome like me also around her" Araya rolled her eyes mimicking my posture, crossed his arms over his chest looking straight at Avni opposite us farther away.

" Hummm..so" I asked thoughtfully crossing my arms over my chest.I lowered my eyes at him to catch his height.

"Marry my Mom" I brinked my eyes lids few times rapidly looking at him, horrified. But what I noticed, there was a genuine concern in his eyes for Avni.

"Iittts nnnot that eeasy..you know" I stammered straightening my back a bit, turned my face straight sighed uncomfortably.

"Yeah it is the toughest one...but you know what, easy things are not worthy to be done" he said and my head snapped towards him instantly.

"Me too" I whispered in response under my breath staring at him thoughtfully.

"Btw I'm Aryan Kaur" He extented his hand towards me, pulled me back from my trance once again.

"Neil Khanna" we clasped together our hands grinning at eachother gently.

"Have a nice day Neil" he pulled me towards him and I startled. Planting a soft kiss on my cheeks, he left smiling mischievously.

I smiled genuinely this time touching my cheeks, my eyes fell on Avni unintentionally and I saw she averted her glares off me instantly, her jaws tightened.

Still She hates me!!

My heart stiffened.

Avni

"What were you talking with him" I queried Arya putting him stand on the bed to get him ready for the mehendi function.

"Who Mom!!" he asked me back stretching his hands upward to help me remove his Tee.

"None..leave it" I said pulling his tee off over his head.

"Ohh got it now... Neil!!" He stretched the last word, sounded less answerable.

"Humm" I bent taking the yellow kurta for him out of my trolley.

"We were talking about the weather...bass" he replied casually and I rose my eyes.

"Arya!!!" I glared.

He bit his inner cheeks staring at me. A tint of red appeared over his face, it came from where all of a sudden I haven't any idea of it.

Btw why!!

I exhaled and went towards him.Unfolding his clothes I help him getting ready for today's
function.

When Neil said to Juhi yesterday that we are from same college. I so wanted to deny straight on his face leaving him being liar but later I thought I shouldn't. I shouldn't effected by a single drop of emotion if I have been left any, attachment to him. So I kept quiet letting him flaunt himself as always he had been.
The more I'll avoid him the more I'll live in peace.

Tomorrow morning is wedding.We have to reach Gurudwara around 9am and reception will be held in evening.
And then day after tomorrow I'll be back to my place and my work.

No need to see his face anymore. I sighed in relief combing my hair facing the mirror being lost in my thoughts.

Arya left the room few minutes before. I know he will be sad going back home leaving everyone here.

And he will be in that mood till he wouldn't join back his school next day.

Thank god Mom will be there with us few days more before she leaves for India but it's a surprise for Arya. He doesn't know yet. We will reveal him that later.

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Avniel Attire in Juhi's Mehendi 🥰

Again co-ordinated🤦😜

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I won't drag getting into much detailing these wedding functions or celebrations as such. Because there are many more interesting things I have to write in this plot. Perhaps I'll skip those detailing regarding the wedding scenes.
I would like to focus only on Avniel rather than concentrating some other unnecessary dragging stuffs in my updates further.

I hope my readers will be okay with this declaration of mine.

Much love Mon 💕💝