Chapter 6: 04

Chapter Four

Good news, I don't have any stalker.

× ANANYA ×

The argument between me and the receptionist finally ended when a guy gave me his room, probably getting tired of the fight.

But after hearing his words, it seemed like he genuinely wanted to help. I was in utter shock when he asked the receptionist to watch is tone while speaking with any woman. Isn't that the way every man speaks with woman?

I thought it was very comman because I always saw that happening all my life. But this guy, he took stand for a total stranger like me. He did the thing which no one in my soon to be 20 years of existence ever did. I was astonished. He gained respect in my eyes today, more than my father. More than any guy I have met.

I finally came out of the shower after like a hour. Showers are the best to clear my head. I feel so much better now.

I quickly changed into some presentable yet comfy clothes and rushed towards the food section of the hotel I was staying in. I was so hungry after all this. I haven't ate a single thing after 1 in the afternoon and now it was almost 9.

Staying hungry gives me bad headaches.

As soon as I opened the door of my room, I saw that same guy standing right in front of me as if he was waiting for me to open the door. The fear or panic whatever you call it was clearly visible on his face along with some embarrassment.

Don't tell me he wants the room back!

" Do you want the room- " I said and he cut me off.

" No, no, no,  you can keep the room. That is over " he replied.

" So? "

" So? " He asked back and I was slightly irritated.

"You are too good at assuming things, Ananya. This guy is another creep. I bet " The devil side inside me along with two horns on her head spoke.

" You could be just assuming that he is a creep. He seems so genuine. "  The angel with a bright yellow ring on her head said.

" Whatever it is, he has to be one of the most well sculptured male species out here "  The simp with two hearts popping instead of it's eyes.

I mean no one is lying here but- Okay I'm not a total pervert. I just appreciate the beauty of some well created male humans. Even females sometimes. I mean god created art, the art should be appreciated.

" Uhm, I just need to talk with you. It's important " He said and I wondered what is so important right now.

Because to me, nothing is more important than food. And I need that right now.

" What talk? " I asked.

" Can we sit somewhere and talk?  It's gonna be very long. Did you have your dinner? " He asked and I shook my head in a no.

" Good, I too didn't. Can we talk over dinner? " I bet the hesitation can be seen all over my face.

So what if he's good looking, nobody knows his thoughts. I mean he doesn't look that kind but, who would ask a stranger of opposite gender to have a dinner and a talk about something very important? I mean he doesn't even know me.

" I know this is very strange and more like awkward. And ofcourse you would hesitate but I'm not gonna hurt you, at all. And I'll leave if you feel uncomfortable even for a second, you won't need to tell me twice. " He requested me and I nodded.

There would be so many people at the restaurant. It's not like I'll be totally alone with him.

" Don't tell me he's in love with me or something " I muttered under my breath.

" Uh, I have a girlfriend " he responded and my head shot to his side within a second.

What do you mean he heard it? How?

I closed my eyes shut in embarrassment. Ugh. That was so so embarassing.

My list of embarrassments never ends. This deserves to be on the list.

" Did you hear a very loud noise? Because My heart just broke. "  The simp said with a very fake smile plastered on his face.

As if I had a chance with him.

And even if I had one, I wasn't interested.

I decided to keep my mouth shut the whole time after the thing I just muttered. I don't want the length of my list of embarrassments to increase.

Reaching the restaurant, I took the plate and added the tasty Indian food. Palak Paneer, Chana Masala, Naan, Gulab Jamun. What not. Even the smell was enough for the rats in my stomach to dance.

I bless the chef who made this, I hope he gets married soon.

Okay that wasn't exactly a blessing, I take that back.

I sat on the table, almost forgetting I had another person with me. He was just behind me. How come there are three more people in between now? Don't tell me he actually let them go.

Gentleman, my foot. More like an Idiot.

I turned around and noticed another boy from a nearby table giving me looks and then looking at this guy-I don't know name of- with a pout on his face.

The first guy finally arrived, sat in front of me and spoke " So Yeah " I just nodded waiting him to continue further.

I took a bite of a naan and was about to eat it when he continued.

" Why did you run away from the wedding, Ananya? "

What the chocolate fudge?

My eyes widened, and my mouth was left open with my food right in front of it. My face left it's colours.

How in the heaven he knows my name? And also that I run away this wedding?

What is he? A stalker? Or a psychopath?

I have a stalker? Omg. How come I never noticed it after watching so many murder-mysteries?

Straighten up, Anu. Your stalker doesn't need to know you're worried. Make up any lie. If you gave him any idea that you recognised him then either he'll kidnap you, or worse kill you.

And I didn't even complete my teenage years. Let me live for just a month. 19 seems too young.

I kept the food back into my plate and asked him " Which wedding?! There was a wedding, how come I missed the good food? "

This is my inner actor's time to shine!

" Clearly it's visible that you're lying, Ananya " he said and instantly a plan came up in my head.

If he knows and tells anyone related to my family that I'm here, then all my efforts will go in vain. Just in case, if he's not a stalker.

And if he's a stalker, then shouldn't he be happy that I left the wedding?

He said he has a girlfriend, Ananya.

So what? Stalkers can have girlfriends too.

Maybe, how would I know? I'm not a stalker.

" Wait Ananya? Who is Ananya? " I acted flawlessly, though it made no sense because even he did not know Ananya which is me.

Or maybe he did. If he's a stalker ofcourse.

" Ananya Rajveer Rajput " he said my full name.

Either he is good stalker, or he came well prepared for this.

" Oh my my. That. She's my twin sister " I said and casually put another bite of my food into my mouth as if I did not just create a twin of myself.

" What nonsense? She has a sister? " He said and his voice surprised.

She didn't have one until now.

" Yeah. There is a misunderstanding" I said and I noticed him glaring at someone. I turned behind and found the same other guy who was giving me looks. He had a camera held up as if he was taking his pictures, or ours.

" You know him? " I asked eyeing towards him.

" No " came a short reply which felt like a lie. But it's not like I'm a honest goddess sitting here.

" Okay but how do you know about her wedding? " I asked.

" Actually my mother told me about it, she was attending some cousin's wedding. And she told me the bride ran away and sent me her picture to inform if I see her anywhere and the face in the picture was exactly same as you, so- " he explained.

It was exactly same because it was my picture, mister.

And oh, good news,  I don't have any stalker. I'm safe.

" Wait, if you're not Ananya, then what is your name? " He asked as if he totally did not believe what I said.

" Chamatkar "  this slipped out of my mind and I instantly regretted it.  Somewhere I mentally wished to bang my head.

(Miracle)

Omg, omg omg, Why did I mutter something like this chamatkar?

Any non sensible name made more sense than this one.

Where are the names I prepared when I did not like my name and wanted to change it as if anyone will allow me to?

Did I leave my brain in that town of mine? Or does it need a monthly repair now?

Soon to be 20 years of existence and I choose to name myself Chamatkar. I know that adding my age before this sentence absolutely made no sense. Just like the name.

" What nonsense?! What kind of name is this? " He almost shouted, not wanting to believe my so beautiful fake name. Note the sarcasm.

And here ladies and gentlemen, you know, don't ask me to name any things or characters or kids. I will end up naming them jaadu, kaala jaadu, not wanting to be racist gora jaadu and brown jaadu.

(Magic, black magic/ white magic, brown magic)

" It's a long story " I said and prayed to God, for him to ignore my name and continue. But God paid no need to my prayers.

It looks like I'm not God's favourite child. I never was.

" Tell me more about it"

Stop digging into my fake name's story.

" Yeah, I would love to " I said with a smile plastered on my face which was too sweet to be real.

Now make up a story dedicated to why is my fake name chamatkar.

" By the way, I'm Sahil. Sahil Khurana "

Yeah yeah, no need to flex your comman name. I know I have a temporary uncomman name.

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So? Chamatkar is what she and I both could come up with,lol 😭

Any guesses on the backstory of the name chamatkar? The one's who have read this before finger on your lips 🤫

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