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Chapter 4

(4) |🧡◇▪︎New Neighbour ▪︎◇💛|

Long walk to your "Heart"

AUTHOR'sPOV:

"Knock ! Knock !"

No response

"Knock ! Knock!"

No response

"Knock!" "Mandira bitiya!" "Aree oh Mandira bitiya...!" A voice called her from outside the door...

"Aa rhi hu kaun hai??" She said in frustration opening the door

As she opened the door

Her eyes shocked for a moment then normalised with pleased face

"Ohh Pramod kaka! Boliye yaha kaise??" She asked in the sweetest voice

"Yaha kaise ka kya mtlb hai hnn?? Mera kiraya??" The landlord said forwarding his palm.

"Ohh hnn your rent!" Mandira tried to remember or pretended

"Chlo you remember now give it fast you promised me..." the Landlord grinned

Seeing his gesture sweat emerged on her forehead and she joined her hands quickly

"Please Pramod kaka give me 1 week more please..." she pleaded

"No! You are exceeding the time day by day...." he declined then and there.

"Kaka just last time please, i am trying hard to get a new part time job...please try to understand, bas 1 hafta...please!" She showed her more emotional side and

"Ok! " he accepted

"Thankyou thankyou thankyou..." she giggled thinking he agreed

"Hey! Lekin sirf 1 hafta . 1 hafte ke baad ya to mujhe kiraya hath me chahiye ya tum ghar ke bahar..

Ok ??" He warned her

"Hnn kaka pakka , shukriya!" She thanked him and going to close the door.

"Aur sun! Is floor pe do kamre hai aur tere saamne waala jald hi bharne waala hai , i got someone who needed a room urgently bade hi acche khandan se lagte hai unhe pareshan nhi karna because you are the only one lives on this floor and he don't like disturbance at all!" Pramod ji instructed her aboit the new upcoming Neighbour.

"Understood???" He asked

"Ji !" She answered with a quick nod

And closed the door behind...

"Understood! Don't like disturbance jaise kahi ke shehzade ho ya hamare teacher jo disturbance nhi pasand." She exclaimed her emotions

"Teacher, teacher se yaad aaya our new class teacher he will be again furious at me if i will be late....jaldi kar Mandira..."

AT SCHOOL:

Mandira's pov:

Ohh its late why i am always ??? The door is opened oops i think teacher is not there...i entered the class, my fellow classmates were already sitting and chit chatting...then and there i remembered that i forgot my handkerchief in the washroom oh i have to bring it back...its precious.

I think sir will be late i can quickly grab it and come fast...lets go Mandira

But my poorness as i turned a strong chest collided with me with extra heavy books , the corner of the heavy book gone sharp with my side forehead and slipped on the floor ... due to high amount of pain my forehead started aching and somehow i loosed my balance but there someone held me by my waist before i could land on the floor... and as i opened my eyes ,

it was him!

Yeh my new class teacher!

My eyes met his dark ones! For minutes the time stood still.

But as everyone was seeing us like this one voice came up-

"Mandira are you okay??"

It was so dramatic that i quickly understood that the voice belongs to no one but Palak (that dramebaaz classmate)

Me and sir came out of our duniya...

"Are-are you okay??" Sir asked me

"Yes-yes sir! " i blurted out

"Ok go to your seat!" He ordered me but yeh i have to go for my hanky.

"Sir i need to go to the washroom...." i asked him

"Why so this morning??" He said in stern voice

"Actually i forgot my handkerchief there." I tried to explain

"For an useless handkerchief you will delay the class how useless thing is that...!" He started giving lecture i don't mind but he called my hanky a useless thing...how could he when he don't know the importance??

Tears emerged in my eyes the handkerchief is not useless its the most precious thing ever.

"And see you already have one in your bag's pocket!" He said directing the figure to my bag

"Are you trying to lie??" He asked raising his eyebrows...seriously?

More tears emerged as i can't tell him the importance and the reason of keeping 2 hankies at a time so i just sat down in my seat...."

The class started and the whole day went like always but a more sad.

Andhkansh's POV:

Now i am in staff room its already dispersal time for the students..... i had many works so i am going late today.

I am checking some of the notebooks but its like i am just sketching the red ink on the copy but my neurons are just transfering some other signals about someone else....and that person is her !

Yes its about Mandira...

Today when she turned aur mujhse takrai

Unki nazre mujhse takrai aur mai kho gya....unki aankhon me...

Oh fuck! I wrote it in the page woh bhi ek student ki notebook me. shit yrr!

Where am i ?

Today I saw tears in her eyes when i asked her if she was lying about the handkerchief but jaha tak i know her she is so strong and can't hear anything wrong then why she just went to her seat quietly???

I have to look into this matter. God!

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Till now my work was completed and i have to leave for home...

As i was passing by the door their is the washroom, no student is in school right??

So i could see if she was saying the thruth or not.

As i entered the restroom their i saw a cute beige coloured handkerchief on the side cupboard, i picked it up....there was nothing on it no dirtiness nothing it was so clean and pure but tab bhi i shaked it before lying it on my palm.

Its so soft fabric!

There i saw a hear made on the side of the handkerchief which i can guarantee was hand embroidered and there it was written- Mumma loves you Man...♡

And i was taken aback for a moment it must be a gift and Man refers to Mandira ofcourse... her mother gifted it to her .

Its alright but why she seems emotional on this she could have told me....

Wait a minute! I called this thing useless that's why maybe...maybe kya Andhkansh that's only the reason.

How could i be like this , i called her precious gift useless ... i have to apologize.

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AUTHOR's POV:

Now Andhkansh was on road waiting for someone and there he came...

"Namaste bhaisahab!" The man greeted him

"Namaste ! Namaste!" He greeted back

"So you were asking for a room on rent??" The man asked

"Ji actu-" Andhkansh tried to say but

"But you seems rich hnn!" The man already said

Listening to him Andhkansh chuckled a bit as he thought how rich he is !

"No its not like that sir, this is my first time in Indore i never been here that's why I don't know the areas here." He explained

"Oh ok to mere saare ghar to bhare hue hai!" The man exclaimed

"Ohh but you are a broker right ,you must have a single home "Andhkansh pleaded

"Ek room hai but wo thoda bada hai!" The man said

"Hnn hnn chalega na i will pay you the amount just i don't want any disturbance." He confirmed

"Hnn hnn waha koi nhi rehta last floor par sirf do rooms ek 2Bhk and one 1 Bhk...2Bhk waala aapka aur 1Bhk waali me ek pyaari bacchi rehti hai wo kuch nhi karegi..." the man said

"Ek ladki???" Andhkansh questioned him

"Hnn wo akeli rehti hai and bahut chup bilkul disturbance nhi hogi mera promise hai aur wo aapki help bhi kardegi......" He somehow made Andhkansh satisfied and he agreed.

"Ok ! But i need to shift today...." he kept his condition

"Yeh ! yeh paisa do aur chabhi lo....the ghar is all clean..." the man said

"Ok so thankyou! Mai aapko payment transfer karta hu..." Andhkansh said

Mandira's POV:

Its 8:30 PM and i am coming from my new part- time job , i know the wages are less but i had to manage so, no problem.

I was climbing the stairs there i saw poters bringing huge luggage of i don't know whom??

And yehh ! Its going on my floor!

Ok!ok! , In the morning Kaka told me about the new comer who will live in the room just in front of me...that room is quite bigger than mine ofcourse...

Whatever! Enjoy my new neighbor and i pray that i would never come in your tracks and you would never in mine.

Waise how must be the new neighbour??

Could he be handsome and that fascinating like i see men in Pakistani dramas and fictional books...

Oh ho Mandira! Waise ladke asli me nhi hote tu bhi kaha fas gayi....chodh !

Right I need a tight sleep, as tomorrow is school and i too have to take my handkerchief from the washroom.

Andhkansh's POV:

So now i have an apartment to live i was so bored in that hostel actually....everything is settled the room is quiet spacy , hygienic, and beautiful to nhi kahunga kyunki wo akele rehkar nhi hota...you need a family for it. RIGHT?

Its 9:30 PM i am in my bed trying to sleep......

Oh, my landlord said there is only one girl lives on this floor .... i hope my only neighbour wouldn't interfere and disturb...

You know i dont like anyone in my life or you can say i don't need anyone!

Whatever-

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"Good night, new neighbour! "

"Good night , new neighbour! "

Both Mandira and Andhkansh said to their new neighbours....

Hey Jan's ,

Kaise hai aap sab??

I am all good and hope for the same for you all. What are your thoughts of both of their new neighbours and the precious handkerchief of Mandira which Andhkansh kept to him...

What he will do with her hanky???

Let me know your thoughts....

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