The New House
1248 Words
Such an enthusiastic curiosity made my day filled with questions. What if he really does love me? All of a sudden, I did not prepare myself to face it. I punched myself on my head and fell on the bed. It is 8 o'clock in the morning. I didn't know how I fell asleep as soon as I hit myself on the bed. But the day seems much more pleasant than the regular days. It is the day to search for a house which is near to my campus. I took a fresh and fragrant shower.
I’m all set to leave for the new house. I have seen one while travelling from my college to the hostel. I wanted to take a look at it first. I set the location and booked a taxi. I just got in the taxi and moved to the place. It took me 20min to reach there. I suddenly thought of Ashwin as being almost near to the campus. I changed the doorbell. Someone opened the door. She seemed to be a middle-aged aunt wearing a beautiful saree. She looks stunning. I was just staring at her until she said ‘yes’.
I started the conversation, “ Hello, I am Ayesha. I’m looking for a house. I have seen a house on the 1st floor here which seems beautiful and am willing to ask it for rent. Are you interested in renting your house on the 1st floor?”
“Hi Ayesha, may I know what you do for living and who told you that it will be given for rent?”, she asked.
“ I'm a student doing my M.Sc. at the university which is near to your house. The hostels are really awful and I wanted to shift to an individual house. I used to look at your house daily while travelling from hostel to college and vice versa. Your house seems interesting”, I replied with a great smile on my face.
She further asked about my family and the conversation lasted for half an hour. She seems like a nice woman.
She said, “ Ayesha, this is an individual house and we are not open to rent our house, but I like you and you are a student from outside of the station looking for a comfortable stay. I understand your request. We will lend our house on the 1st floor to you. You can shift whenever you want to”.
I was surprised. I thanked her whole heartedly and told her that I would shift by today itself and continue my routine schedule from tomorrow and gave a big smile.
I didn’t bother about how the room looked because their main house seemed beautiful and expecting the same with the other room.
I started to pack up my luggage. Of course, it takes a lot of time. But the happiness didn't make me exhausted. I feel this excitement is different than I had gone with previously but yeah, it is good to experience such a different excitement. While packing up my things, I got the pieces of my admission letter which I placed safely in a bag. For a few minutes, I went blank and was just lying on my bed and remembering the situation which happened on the very first day at college. His attitude is quite new to me and I'm confused about how to respond to it. I suddenly feel like spending some time with him. Are my emotions true towards him? I don't know, just let it be and I will see what happens eventually. I respond irritably to his actions while I'm with him, but I suddenly feel different, like half happy and half irritated and mostly excited. I have never met a guy like him. Maybe, it will take me some time to explore deep in his heart. I will learn about him soon.
Wait, what is the time? It's already 4 in the evening! I have to speed up packaging because it will take some time to finish the vacating formalities at the hostel. However, I finished everything and stepped out of my hostel, which felt like liberty. The weather is so good with cool moderate winds and it makes me more excited.
I booked a cab and got on to it. I don't understand one thing about why I'm so much into that house and why I am elevated so much?
Finally, I reached the location while I was thinking about the reason behind my excitement. Whatever it may be, I'm totally fine with it.
I got my luggage from the cab and walked to the gate and opened it, saw a bike in front of the main door which looked like the same bike as Ashwin's. I consoled my heart that it is casual to find a similar bike. I walked into the main door and the aunt welcomed me to come inside but I refused and said, " Aunt, I have a lot of luggage and want to dispatch it immediately".
" It's okay Ayesha, just come in for a while. My son will help with your luggage", she replied. I couldn't refuse her as she continuously persisted in me coming inside. She asked her son who was in their garden to place my luggage on the first floor. I haven't happened to see his face. She offered me a coffee and I said okay. I had a taste of coffee and received my keys to go to my room. His son didn't come into his house but shifted my luggage in front of my room.
I didn't expect that I would get such a beautiful room to stay in this city. It is very clean and also has required furniture too. I dispersed all my stuff in an hour and freshened up. I felt so hungry and planned to go out by myself and have wonderful food. I just came out. There is no bike. I didn't give much attention to it and went out to the nearest restaurant.
I ordered my food and waited for it. Till then I'm on my phone. It took little time to receive my food. I started to eat slowly, while staring around. I found a group of people at a table. A guy from that group was continuously looking at me. Guess what! It is Ashwin.
He is staring at me without turning his sight. I let my head down and had my food. But for my curiosity, I happened to look at him. There was a girl beside him holding his arm. I got a bit upset and I started to stare at her. Maybe he understood my attention towards that girl but she started to touch his hair. I was done with my food, paid my bill and left that place. I am angry but don't know why.
I went directly to my room and fell on the bed. I couldn't stop remembering the incident that just happened. I couldn't fall asleep that night. I think he was just flirting with me the other day. Why do I care about what is happening between them?
I went to sleep very late at night and woke up early in the morning because of music. I was wondering where the music was coming from. I stepped outside to the terrace, just above my room. I was surprised after seeing the person on the terrace.
He is Ashwin.
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