⚠️Content Warning: This chapter contains mentions of grief, sibling loss, and emotional memories. Please read with care.
YUG'S POV
I settled beside her and fastened my seatbelt and I noticed Yuwakshi.
Her hands were clutching the phone so tightly her knuckles went while I realised…
She is scared of heights she told us when we were back in school; the teacher asked us to tell about some of our fears and I remembered Yuwi’s fear by heart till now.
I also somehow managed to convince myself that she held either uncle or aunty’s hand.
I know her.
Without even realising I held out my pinky finger and slightly nudged her.
YUWAKSHI'S POV
I could sense something and then Yug nudged my shoulder, I opened my eyes and saw a pinky finger held out towards me. I was amused, shocked, and then he whispered
“I know we don't have a good history, but taking a little help from the one you hate does not make you small.”
(A/N: THEY HAVE A GOOD CHEMISTRY 😋)
I hesitated and mumbled “Are you okay??”
A confused expression flashed across his face and he asked “Why??”
I retorted “Because you are helping me even after all those-” I paused because I was saying and dragging something back I should not and spoke again “Fine this is the first and last time and don't you dare tease me..”
“Deal?” I urged
No reply..
I raised an eyebrow and then he said “Deal..” and his mouth curved up slightly and god it looked so cute..
WTF, Yuwakshi behave…
And after thinking and internally battling for a whole 60 secs I finally intertwined my pinky with his.
And both of our mothers sat at the seat right in front of ours and my mumma peeked a bit and saw this pinky situation and she smiled and winked at me and before I could say anything my mumma and Asmita aunty were always whispering and smiling..
God…
SEEMA'S POV
Flight was about to take off in 5 mins and Asmita was now talking to her husband while I was admiring my phone wallpaper
It was Yannu and her..
My elder daughter Shivika
Now written somewhere in the stars..
The wallpaper was a picture of Yannu and Shivi in Udaipur itself, they were smiling too brightly and looking too adorable but little did we know this day; Yuwakshi’s birthday would be our worst nightmare. This shaken our little world
Suddenly, Asmita nudged and instantly noticed the wallpaper and tears welled up in my eyes.
My vision was now blurry and suddenly all the memories of her came back ..
Asmita asked while wiping away my tears “Seemu kya hua thik ha na aur yeh kon hai??”
I managed to give a weak smile and stuttered “My elder daughter Shivika, she is now somewhere in the stars…”
Asmita instantly understood what's happening and said “If you are comfortable tell me maybe you will feel lighter…??”
I sighed and began to say “8 years back, all of us went to Udaipur, it was Yannu 's birthday trip. She was too excited and a bit stubborn and made us all convinced. We knew Shivika wasn't doing her best for the last 4 months; she had leukemia. We tried every treatment. At first it was working fine. She was doing good but soon she felt fatigued and all. In Udaipur, it was the last day of our trip when suddenly she lost consciousness and her heart rate dropped. We managed to call her doctor on phone call and he guided and instructed as through the phone-”
And I couldn't help but my voice broke
Asmita held my hand while i continue speaking because I knew she was the one with whom
I can share anything..
I started again “We quickly got back to Gurgaon and the doctor did some tests and informed us that she has 2-3 weeks to live. We were too shocked and then we tried to give her the best we could give and she left us very soon..”
AUTHOR'S POV
Asmita slung her arm around her shoulder and comforted her..
Meanwhile Yug and Yuwakshi were oblivious to the fact that all this was happening and well they both didn't want to make Yuwakshi sad because she had already suffered a lot.
A lot.
Flight had finally taken off and Yuwakshi quickly got her pinky finger disentangled from his finger grip and tucked her earphones and started listening to her OG playlist; the one that made her feel like she is in a Bollywood Movie. The one that makes her feel like NAINA TALWAR
Ofc she is a YJHD paglu..
10 mins had passed and she felt something off. She turned around to see that Yug was reading a novel.
A FREAKING NOVEL..
The boy who once said “Fiction is totally overrated and not my type..”
And by this statement Yuwakshi was personally offended because she was the one who changed her boyfriends every week ( book one's)
And he was reading…. drumrolls
TWISTED LOVE
Like really??
Well he does have a taste and he closed the book and kept it on his lap and glanced at Yuwakshi while raising an eyebrow like she had stolen her notes and her peace
YUWAKSHI'S POV
I frowned “Kya hua meri shakal pe kuch laga hua hai kya??”
He chimed “Nahi but you have been staring at me for the past 2 mins, are you mesmerized by my beauty..”
Beauty???
Iski beauty meri jooti, iss harpic jaisi shakal ki BEAUTY se mein mesmerized hongi??
In your dreams honey…
I deliberately avoided this piece of conversation and asked “What's happening, what are you doing?? Zindagi update do”
He stared at me for moment like he was memorizing my face anyways why would he and why would I notice this much
He finally spoke “Kings college London, pursuing psychology and football captain, 2nd Year. What about you?”
I took a moment to process his words ..
KING'S COLLEGE LONDON
Universe are you kidding me?? Seriously, can't you see me happy??
I internally cried so hard it would fill a whole dam while my face remained silent ..
“Oyee kaha kho gye??”
I asked “But we were in the same academic year weren't we. So how are you like-”
He retorted “We moved to the Bangalore branch. Same school name, different academic calendar. By the time everything aligned, I ended up a year ahead.”
“So you just skipped ahead??”
He smirked “Try saying congratulations instead of being offended”
“I am not offended”
“ You always look like one when I win”
I was right when I named him MR ALL-OVER-CONFIDENCE and he literally proves it rights
I whispered "Do you wanna know a secret???”
“Yes??”
“Me, Myra and Krish are also joining the King’s College, London.”
His face went blank like he had just saw a deadly combination of Rajma Chawal and dosa
Of course he loves Rajma Chawal
Punjabi aa gaye oyeee!!!!
He smiled very politely and said “Wait so we are all together again wait Krish, that bastard didn't tell me I am gonna screw him up when I meet him. Btw congratulations you deserved this.”
I was taken aback for a moment because
MR. ALL-OVER-CONFIDENCE had congratulated me.
I grinned and replied “Thank youuuuu!! Again I have to tolerate your existence in London..”
We continue catching up on life talking about how I became an influencer and how he got selected as a football captain.
He had potential and I saw it in school too..
We didn't know 30 minutes had passed and my eyelids grew heavier and i dozed off to sleep
and my head was resting on the seat and my neck was uncomfortably tilted in a very awkward position but do I care??
Nope.
Because sleep is my first priority.
I have mastered sleeping skills so much that I could survive a zombie apocalypse while sleeping.
And when I sleep i am legit a “Zinda Laash”
I didn't know when someone removed my headphones without disturbing me. When someone titled my head towards their shoulder so I could sleep without breaking up my neck.
I was sleeping peacefully completely oblivious to the fact that I was resting my head on his shoulder..
MR YUG OBEROI
and peacefully sleeping.
YUG'S POV
This is the one and only best use of my muscles I have built in all these times.
I felt like I had successfully accomplished my mission I wasn't even working on.
Just then I noticed between the seat gap of the seats in front of us, a phone camera was secretly clicking a picture of this.. I moved a bit making sure she is comfortable and saw Aunty and Mumma clicking pictures of this beautiful and one of the cutest moments I ever had in my life.
Even those cutest moments that ever happened before this was only with her when we were in school, together and before I had to leave.
I sighed and didn't know when I went to sleep and my rested my head against her
And I peacefully slept.
AUTHOR'S POV
Yuwakshi’s head was throbbing like hulk had punched her head mercilessly and she noticed her head resting on someone's shoulder. She was a bit in half sleep but when she smelled that cologne again she quickly sat up straight. She tried to steal a glance at him and that stupid was grinning like a five year old has found BATMAN in Kinder-joy.
She muttered “How did I end up on your shoulder??”
He rubbed his hand over his face “I don't know, maybe you slept on my shoulder and this all wasn't done by me okay?? Don't accuse me of anything again..”
Yuwakshi was too busy to admire his eyes but quickly returned back to reality and scoffed “Really? How should I trust you??”
He quickly replied “I didn't do anything, it's all upon you..”
And Yuwakshi opened her seatbelt and went inside the washroom and it was compact.
She was claustrophobic but it wasn't that fatal.
She sticked her suction and placed her phone and made a “LETS DO SKINCARE WITH ME ON A FLIGHT TO UDAIPUR”
Priority matters
She quickly retouched her lipgloss and packed her makeup pouch and went back to seat. She noticed Seema sleeping peacefully on Asmita’s shoulder; both of them looked so cute and happy..
No Nazar to them.
She quickly sat back in her seat and the flight landing time was about 30-45 mins more..
Now she was completely bored and beside her Yug went to sleep again and she wanted to destroy his peace but sadly she couldn't because he looked too exhausted.
Her headphones were discharged
TYPICAL YUWAKSHI CORE
But for backup she had always carried her wireless earphones; she is always two steps ahead.
And she got lost in the rhythm of music. It was actually her therapy, escape, and the calmness she needed.
YUWAKSHI'S POV
From my handbag I took out my Ipad and started writing.
Writing has always been my escape from this world, whenever I felt either happy or sad or too much of emotions I would solely do one thing write and since my 9th grade I have always been writing about someone and keeping memories of that person in a physical journal but my ipad it was always filled with the words of admiration for that particular person and i never ever realised whom it was and for whom I was writing all this..
Maybe someone from my past memories, maybe someone in the future waiting for me and maybe, maybe someone in the present…
I began writing and I had already written down 2 pages in 5 mins and I never got the clue for whom it was all this??
After writing for around 15 mins I kept it back inside my handbag and sat silently admiring the view from the window seat.
And my playlist played-
Nit Khair Manga by Rahet Fateh Ali Khan
And It has been one of my fav songs like forever now and I could listen to it straight for hours.
I closed my eyes and the school memories rushed back again. Those banters, fights, glare and care was something that was keeping me happy but soon things turned upside down and today here we are again.
Maybe the universe loves me too much..
I heard a voice through my earphones and tucked one out and saw Yug was now talking to my mumma from the seat gap and I saw something in my mumma’s eyes has been shifted like I could sense something 2 two things-
Admiration.
Approval.
But wait a second for whom?? Him??
Mumma loves teasing and shipping me and she has got the best chance now and I am battling internally that what would happen because wherever I go chaos comes like a mohalle wali aunty with lots of gossips and honestly I love chaos because without it my life is like Chole but without Bhature and i didn't want that but I could sense something is definitely happening on this trip between……
Well it's time for landing
Woahhhhhh… I internally screamed but reality hit me hard like a football straight to my face.
I had to hold that pig’s pinky finger again and we had fastened our seatbelts and I intertwined my pinky finger with his and the flight landed smoothly unlike my marks in physics in 12 boards.
A personal attack to myself is the thing I love to do.
Soon the people were taking out their cabin bags and while I reached for mine a sharp pain suddenly pierced though my lower back making me wince slightly. All three of them noticed and frowned.
I managed to nod and gave them a weak smile. “I am fine, just my clumsiness.”
Yug was still not convinced so I had to convert my eyes into a dagger and he took out the 3 cabin bags we were carrying. Soon we stepped out of the flight and I was vlogging making sure that he is not visible because my fans are real detectives. Even one glance of a boy in my video they ship randomly so I need to be careful.
I was happily vlogging while Yug was carrying my Mumma's and aunty’s bags. We boarded on the bus and there were no seats left so I had to stand beside him but I acted so nonchalant as if my brain cells were doing bharatnatyam at the same damn time.
We reached the luggage belt and we took our suitcases and meanwhile I was booking the cab. He was grabbing sandwiches for us 4 and chai for our moms and he kept a coffee in front of me where I was sitting. I looked at him and taunted “I think Udaipur’s air has something because that egoistic man would never remember that I prefer coffee even after all these years..”
He just smiled and also scrolled through his phone booking an Uber.
20 mins had passed and now we both were in a full blown competition to book the cab first and gratefully the universe was in my favour and I won!!!!
I stuck out my tongue and booed towards him and he just sighed looking at me like he is battling for eating either rajma chawal or chole chawal
Very weird example but punjabiyo ko aise hi samjha jata hai. I love Punjabi people except for him.
He helped in arranging the suitcases with me; there were only two so i adjusted one and he did the other one while the mums had already settled down in the car and he settled in the co-driver seat while i sat in the backseat with the ladies
And I snapped a picture with my digicam. I am a total photogenic but suddenly Mumma said “Yug betu, look at the back let me click a picture of you both..”
The car was silent like it was going to explode anytime but he nodded.?
This Man is something else.
Anyways mumma took the picture I was smiling brightly because why would I make me feel sad because of that voldemort’s existence anyways.
Mumma was now in full photography mode. She slightly adjusted the angle and clicked the picture and she firstly smirked then showed the picture to Asmita aunty and she both were smiling like some 5 year old had gotten candies free with chips..
I asked her for the camera and she handed it to me and the first thing i noticed was that the 1 picture was normal, nothing much but the second one…
But the second one had pure admiration and pure hatred and pure love and feelings even I couldn't even understand.
His gaze was slightly titled towards my face and I was making a very funny yet cute expression and he was smiling.
A FREAKING SMILE??
FROM YUG OBEROI
Am I dreaming ??
Not in the day because the Sun was burning like my haters when they saw my success.
Anyways us 4 clicked pictures in the car and got snacks to eat and I was vlogging carefully and soon we reached the Airbnb, the payment for the uber was done and we both took out the luggages while both of the mums were admiring the airbnb, it was everything aesthetic, vintage, nostalgic and what not. I do have an aesthetic beside being the rebel baddie; rarely some people have seen that side of me where I am soft spoken and all.
I opened the door and he carried the suitcases into my room. We had already divided the rooms at the airport.
Mine contained a suitcase and like a storage space so all of the suitcases were kept there while our moms were now roaming in the garden and I went out and jumped on the massive couch and ended up twisting my wrist.
WOW I KNEW IT….
Mumma and aunty was scolding or more like telling me not to be careless and all while all I could do is smile while he got the crepe bandage and tied it with precision and when he was done he reassured “There you go don't put pressure on it ol it will heal probably by tomorrow evening. Ab itne saal se football khel rha hu aadha physiotherapist toh ban hi gaya hua..”
I muttered under my breathe “Bhagwan mushkile dede itna over-confidence na de”
He raised an eyebrow “Kuch kaha??”
“Nahi kuch sunna hai??”
“No, I need my peace..”
By the evening we all had gotten ready for exploring Bada bazaar and Bapu bazaar and inside my room I was filming a GRWM I didn't knew when he knocked on the door and went to the storage cabinet to take out his clothes and he left and just a glimpse of his hand was visible in my video which I didn't even noticed and edited it fastly and uploaded the GRWM and soon my comments section were filled with spams:-
“NEW FINE SHYT IN THE TOWN😋”
Another one said “OUR BADDIE GOT FINALLY HER MAN💗💅🏻”
Another one “REVEAL HIM ALREADY🌚”
and lastly one more “GOD SHE IS SOO LUCKY🧿😭”
and all other comments were also like this but with different emoji combos and different names for him??
My phone suddenly rang and I instantly picked up and without even letting Myra speak I spilled the whole gossip from the airport encounter to a family trip and now that boyfriend in town incident!??
Throughout the call she spoke only a few words and calmed me down and before ending the call she said only one thing “MAYBE KRISH ME AND THE TEACHERS WERE ALWAYS RIGHT” and she ended the call while my jaw was dropped.
And I was internally screaming and soon I went out but went back inside because I forgot my bag and checked my essentials: lipcombo, powerbank, cardholder and my medicines.
I firstly saw Mumma and aunty and silently whistled making both of them blush and the compliment game was going on when he entered the living room and i turned around and once again eye contact which was oblivious to our moms because they were clicking pictures but even if they would knew they would be happy anyways…
I know I hate him the most but everytime I see those eyes I can't do anything but just drown into them..
Suddenly Asmita aunty lightly coughed, snapping us both out of this eye contact contest and I averted my gaze and stared at the ceiling like it had Taylor Swift lyrics just then Mumma spoke….
TO BE CONTINUED..
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