• A A R A D H A Y A •

He is here, he felt unrealistic to me, I still can't believe he is here, I can't let myself believe that he is here, he and I are sharing the same place.

He is here so close to me yet so distant, he is here looking with the brown-eyed grin and his messy hair.

He is here, looking at her and smiling but for some reason that smile didn't reach his eye.

How do I know that?

I don't know, maybe it's because I know him more than myself or maybe it's because I know how he used to smile, at me.

His smile used to be warm and gentle like a land breeze, his eyes would reflect the love he had for me whenever he used to smile at me.

His eyes would look like it's the most enchanting eyes I have ever seen in my life when he laughed with me.

The way his lips tease me.Oh, Lord! That makes me wonder what kind of sin I did in my previous life.

My hand grip tightened on the counter as I saw him laugh with her for something she said but his laugh didn't look real like he used to laugh with me for some reason it calmed my raging heart down.

Why do I feel like this?

Do I even have an answer? I chuckled at myself, I looked at the glass window to stare at the stars outside, hoping that I would look and think about something else other than him.

" Aaradhya..." I turned around to see Maya here, a good friend of mine I got here, I smiled as she approached me.

" Yes? " I ask.

" Could you please do me a favour? " She requested.

" You don't need to say please, tell me what I should do. "

" You know my grandma is in hospital, I have to go now, so... "

" You want me to cover up for you? " I ask.

" Yes! " She says.

" Sure! I will do that " I smiled at her.

" Thank you! " Says she and goes to pick up her bag.

" And also take order from the table 9 " she left saying these words.

' Table 9 ' her words sounded like a nightmare to me.

I realized that I never changed. I am in the same place where I used to be. I snapped out when I hear the bell from the table nine calling me.

I took a deep breath and the organ between my lungs started to beat aggressively against my chest as I took each step towards them, towards him.

I stopped as I reached them, his eyes left her and met mine, fuck! My grip tightened on the notepad.

His brown eyes met mine, this feeling feels like I was in heaven, I let out a deep shaky breath and spoke with a smile on my face.

" What would you like to order? " I ask, I looked at the girl who is his date tonight, I assume? I tried not to think about that girl.

The storm inside my head is ruining everything.

She looked gorgeous, gorgeous enough to make anyone fall for her but something in me tells that she would never be able to make him fall for her.

" I will take a plate of white sauce pasta and a Sula rasa " she says, and I noted it down, I looked at him to see him looking at him like he was in dream or am I just hallucinating?

" Han? What about you? " She asks him.

Han? I chuckled bitterly at the thought of her calling him Han, the name which I used to address him with the love I had for him, my grip on the notepad almost tore it.

" I will have the naan with palak paneer," he says.

I watched him watch me, he was just as before. He has never changed not even a single thing about him changed, and that made me smile. Maybe he is in the same place as me. We are in the same place.

" Will be here in a few " I flashed my smile for the last time and left there.

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•  A A H A N  •

She is here, looking like a burst of sunshine in the darkest hours.

Why she is here?

What's she doing here?

Wasn't she supposed to be in Chennai?

" Han? Where are you lost? " The girl in front of me whom I barely know asked, suddenly I wish to be out of here, away from everyone, away from her.

" Don't call me Han. " Her face lost her glow once uttered those words, maybe I was rude.

" If you don't mind me asking, why? " She asked slowly.

" A certain someone used to call me " I whispered looking at the girl who used to be mine once.

" Someone I can't forget " I muttered to myself.