What is this Girl doing to me???
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24. What is this Girl doing to me???
Sid's P.O.V
I was watching Pooja but my mind was still lingering with the thoughts of HER.
Today I met a girl whom I had never even imagined in my dreams that such a girl will also exists.
'RABNOOR'
I mean she is so....so.... soooo different from the girls I have ever seen before.
She is really something... I mean I can't even explain how I am feeling today.
From the moment I saw her today in the lift and till now when I am going home alone after offering her lift to her way back home, I have came across so many different aspects of her personality.
And whatever I saw in her is nothing other than impressive.
I am short of words; I mean how a person can be so versatile, talented, humble and kindhearted all at a same time.
For the first time when I saw her in the lift, the time when I stopped the door of lift with my hand, I saw her worried for me.
I have seen so many people in my life who don’t give a damn for their own relatives and loved ones.
And here she was worried and concerned for me, I mean for a stranger.
‘Who in this selfish world show concern for a stranger?’
And when lift stopped, I thought that she will get panic and jump in my arms for comfort and help but to my disappointment and surprise, I got to see her calm, cool and confident self.
Moreover, she was assuring that Satya guy to not to worry for her.
To my astonishment, in a situation where any girl will freak out and face panic attack, she was so cool and not at all affected.
I was left bewildered by her this action.
And then I got to see her Self Defense Mode, when she caught me checking her out and accused me of being a p*****t.
Truthfully I was behaving like one.
‘Argh’
And I hate myself for behaving like that in front of her.
Later in meeting room, when it is announced that she will be my mentor, I saw her feeling proud on herself.
The confidence that Mr. Thakur showed on her for handling such big event is truly praiseworthy.
There I saw a glimpse of tease in her eyes, when she smirked at me.
Oh her beautiful black eyes…
It’s not like I have not seen black eyes before, but she has the most beautiful pair of black eyes that I have ever seen.
And I really admired that naughty look on her face.
She looked so hot at that time.
After that I also witnessed her full on anger and stubborn avtar, when she refused to go with me for coffee or lunch.
And Man!
I tell you she was Hell angry on me.
I had to apologize to her again for my deeds.
Today I, the Siddhart Malhotra had done a thing twice that I have never done in my entire life.
And that is to apologize to someone.
I have never ever asked for an apology to even my Mom and Dad in spite of how much they have tried to realize me of my mistake.
Later when I accepted and promised her that I will behave around her, then only her anger subsided.
And after settling down everything between us when she asked me for coffee, I saw a very shy Rabnoor.
My goodness!
The look on her face bewitched me.
In the coffee shop I got to know more about her and I realized that she is not only competent but also very smart.
Competent because she has so much potential and skill that within such short period of her job, Mr. Thakur showed his trust and confidence in her for handling such big event and mentoring me.
And smart because without me telling her anything she understood that I am not doing this whole thing willingly.
I don’t know what was in her that made me feel so comfortable around her like a friend.
A friend to whom I have shared my past that I never ever shared with anyone in my life.
This all is so strange, so different.
I never felt like before with anyone.
And on the way back home, I saw her walking on street with Pooja, so I thought to offer lift to her.
But what she did?
She refused me straight away on my face saying she doesn’t like to travel in expensive car like my car and she will prefer going by metro.
If I say I was shocked by her words, it will be an understatement.
I was beyond shock.
I was left dumbfounded on my place.
Soon after when I went to drop Pooja to her place, I asked her about Rabnoor’s strange and confusing behaviour.
Then Pooja explained about Rabnoor’s reasons and her story to me.
I was left amazed by this girl.
I realized the more I got to know her, the more I was getting impressed by her.
I mean I have never imagined in my wildest dream that a girl can think so much for others without expecting anything in return for her.
She is so selfless, generous and kind.
It touched my heart when I got to know that she herself is facing so many problems in her life but still she chose to help those underprovided children.
I don’t know what is happening with me?
I have always been a self-centered person.
It was always about me.
My life, my wish, my career, my ambitions and my passion.
Me…me…and only me.
Never in my life had I concerned about anyone.
But today, I don’t know why I was so anxious for her apology, her feelings and her thoughts toward me?
What is going on with me?
What is this girl doing to me???
I felt some sort of connection with her.
Like I need her around me.
When she left my side I felt…
Like ….
Like I was left alone….
My insides are knotted….
My heart was aching....
I felt devastated…
Argh,
I hate this feeling.
To avoid this raging feeling I decided to divert my mind to something else.
Music...
Bingo…
What can be better than Music to get rid of this feeling?
So I turned the FM Radio on my car’s Music System.
I surfed among different channels for any good Hindi song.
I am little fond to listen Hindi songs.
And sometimes I sing Hindi songs while playing guitar.
And this is all because of my Mom.
Because she was a die-heart fan of Hindi music.
She used to hum or sing those songs while doing her daily chores at home.
And it is only her influence on my Dad and me that we both are fond of Hindi songs.
As I was driving while listening to the FM, suddenly a song caught my attention.
Ek ajnabi haseenaa se
Yoon mulaaqaat ho gayi…
Phir kyaa huaa… ye naa poochho…
kuchh aisi baat ho gayi
[I happened to meet
a beautiful stranger (girl).
What happened after that, don't ask,
because some such thing happened (that I can't tell).]
Wow, What a song?
I stopped my car on the side of the road so that I can focus on the song.
It is a beautiful song with beautiful lyrics.
It felt like this song is meant for me.
Like it is describing the state of my heart and my feelings.
How I met with a beautiful stranger girl, Rabnoor. Like the singer of the song is saying, don’t ask him what happened after that, some strange thing happened that he can't even tell.
Same thing is happening with me.
I am also feeling like this.
I listened the whole song and searched for it on internet. I went through its lyrics again and again.
Oh I am in love with this song.
I quickly started the car and pulled up back on the road to drive.
As soon as I parked the car in front of our mansion, I ran off to my room.
I threw my car keys, wallet and my mobile on my bed and pulled a nightwear for me from my walk in closet and went straight to the bathroom to take a quick shower.
After the shower I put on my sweatpants and a tee and quickly paced toward the terrace where I left my guitar in the morning.
I picked my guitar and got myself settled on a high stool and started playing the same song which I felt is describing my feelings toward Rabnoor.
Ek ajnabi haseenaa se
Yoon mulaaqaat ho gayi…
Phir kyaa huaa… ye naa poochho…
kuchh aisi baat ho gayi
[I happened to meeta beautiful stranger (girl).
What happened after that, don't ask,
because some such thing happened (that I can't tell).]
Ek ajnabi haseenaa se
Yoon mulaaqaat ho gayi…
Phir kyaa huaa… ye naa poochho…
kuchh aisi baat ho gayi
……
Wo achaanak aa gayi
yoon nazar ke saamne
jaise nikal aayaa ghataa se chaand
[She came all of a sudden
in front of my eyes,
as if the moon coming out of the clouds.]
Wo achaanak aa gayi
yoon nazar ke saamne
jaise nikal aayaa ghataa se chaand
..
Chehre pe zulfen
Bikhri huyi thi
Din mein raat ho gayi
[Her hair was spread
on her face,
as if night had fallen in the day itself...]
Ek ajnabi haseenaa se
Yoon mulaaqaat ho gayi…
Phir kyaa huaa… ye naa poochho…
kuchh aisi baat ho gayi
[I happened to meet
a beautiful stranger (girl).
What happened after that, don't ask,
because some such thing happened (that I can't tell).]
…….
Jaan-e-man …Jaan-e-jigar
hotaa main shaayar agar,
kehtaa ghazal teri adaaon par
["O life of my heart, O my beloved,
had I been a poet,
I'd have said a ghazal on your styles"]
Jaan-e-man …Jaan-e-jigar
hotaa main shaayar agar,
kehtaa ghazal teri adaaon par
..
Maine ye kahaa to…
mujhse khafaa wo
jaan-e-hayaa ho gayi
[When I said this,
That life of my life
Became angry with me...]
Ek ajnabi haseenaa se
Yoon mulaaqaat ho gayi…
Phir kyaa huaa… ye naa poochho…
kuchh aisi baat ho gayi
[I happened to meet
a beautiful stranger (girl).
What happened after that, don't ask,
because some such thing happened (that I can't tell).]
la la lala..la la lala..
la la lala…hmm hmm
hm hm hmmm.... la la lala.
As I was done with singing the song and playing the guitar, I felt contented.
Like my heart is at peace.
I went to bed after that with a feeling in my heart that today was the best day of my life.
And Rabnoor is the best thing that has ever happened to me.
I am feeling excited for tomorrow.
I can't wait to see her again.
'RABNOOR'
I sighed loudly and closed my eyes with a smile plastered on my face.
And I thanked God for helping me to take the decision to stay back in India or else I would have never met her.
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