Next morning… her bag was ready… She had her breakfast and then started to watch TV till he came. She shuffled through channels and finally stopped at a romantic movie…

She was so lost in it that she started to imagine herself and Daya in place of the protagnists.

She was wearing a white ball gown with no sleeve and he wore a black tux with white shirt. She turned and showed off her bun and a tiara.

Daya held her hand and they started to swing with the music… Daya had a constant gaze on her while she looked down in shyness.

Daya stopped and pulled her by her waist. She crashed to his chest and looked in his eyes, so full of love.

He moved his face closer to hers (if that was possible) and she closed her eyes, wrapping her hands on his neck. He was about to kiss her but…

TING-TONG

The door bell gave a full stop to her thoughts and she made her way to the door, cursing the person.

Shreya (thinking): Accha khasa Daya sir kiss karne wale the pta nhi kaun hai, mere sapno ka dushman.

She opened the door and a smile appeared on her face. She took all the curses back.

Shreya (smiled): Hi… good morning…

Daya (coming in): Good morning…Hope packing ho gyi hai.

Shreya (smiled): Ofcourse… we can go now.

Daya nodded. She brought her bag. Daya was about to take it but she resisted.

Daya (strictly): Shreya, just give me.

Shreya made a face and gave him the bag.

They made their way to the car, where Daya kept the bag on the back side of the car, while she sat on the front passenger seat. He drove the car off after sitting on the driver's seat.

It took them some hours to reach the favourable destination. But they had so much fun during the journey.

Shreya showed her crazy side to him which came next in his admiration list…It was rare to her that she ever been crazy with someone except with Abhijeet or Tarika. They played.

Daya stopped near a pound before continuing the journey as he felt a litle tired. The farmhouse was hardly a mile awat from there. The pound was down a very straight slope, that if one slips he directly lands on the pound, though a small portion of land was before it.

Shreya was walking near the edge of the road and Daya was standing and sipping tea, which he got from the nearby tea stall.

Shreya suddenly jerked to the opposite side and thus, was unable to balance herself. She slipped down the slop while uttering his name. He was shocked and ran to the direction. He himself jumped without even thinking twice or even once I guess.

He directly landed on the lake as he was heavy while she, being the thin one, safely landed on the land. She came first, so had the pleasure of seeing him fall into the pound.

She stood up and started to laugh. While, he got up (as the pound was shallow) and gave her a deadly glaring look. She laughed even lound.

Daya (moving to her): Shreya, tumhe toh… (Saying this, he pulled her in the pound)

She landed on it and her clothes got drenched badly. She stood up and glared Daya while it ws his turn to laugh.

They played there for somemore moments, before resuming their journey. They reached the hotel and changed.

Daya settled himself in front of the TV.

She came out rubbing her wet hairs and unknowingly came between the TV and him.. He was about to ask her to get aside but the glance on her made him lost…

She was rubbing and playing her hairs which were dancing sweetly on her wish. Daya stood up and made his way to her. He was too lost to think. He pulled her by her arm from behind and she landed on his broad chest. She looked up shyly when he slides her lock behind the ear.

He made her look up by her chin and moved his lips closer. She was also in no mood to protest. He dragged his hand on her waist as she shivered badly on the touch, Her hands too traced his chest up to his shoulder. The almost kiss remained as the door bell disturbed the beautiful moment.

Daya saw the posture and jerked himself. He was embarrassed and thus, just went to his room.

She blushed hard but controlled herself before answering the bell. She opened the door and the caretaker gave her the instructions.

She soon moved to her room and dreamt more of her with her prince perfect…

The next day, Shreya came out of her room. She saw the open door of his room and peeped in. She saw him sitting on the bed with his guitar.

She smiled and knocked the open door to grab his attention. He smiled.

Daya (smiled): Ander aao na.

Shreya came in and sat beside him.

Daya (smiled): You know Shreya, jab main USA mein tha, I used to play guitar regularly…. I even discovered some new and rare tunes…

Shreya (smiled): Wow! How cool… may I listen to it?

Daya (smiled): Or may you learn it?

Shreya (sweetly): Can I?

Daya smiled and nodded. He pulled her between his legs and made her sit there. She was hesitant but sat initially. Daya kept the guitar on her thighs and held her hands on it.

Daya (smiled): Shreya you are going to love it.

Shreya (softly): Indeed I am…

Daya looked at her for a moment and she too lost herself in those eyes and arms…He came to the world soon…

He taught her his tunes and she enjoyed learning it. Most of the times, when his breath touched her skin, she shivered but controlled herself… She enjoyed the closeness and he too unconciously loved being with her…

How little did he know that he was in love with the later… and that she was the best choice for him…

Daya (after completing the lessons): How was it?

Shreya (resting her head on his chest): Wonderful.

Daya let her do that as it was what he wanted too, in the depth of his heart…

Daya (thinking): OH! Why is this girl so sweet, god! Please help me not fall for her!

The moment soon ended and the embarrassement started….