Disclaimer: The story is a
figment of my imagination. The characters and incidents does not
relate to anybody.
Please find the previous
parts here (Previous Parts)
“Boyfriend??” -
Abhi asked with his trademark crooked smile. Sathvika ignored him and
swiped the phone once to answer the call. Abhi opened his mouth to
say something but Sathvika silenced him with one dirty look. Abhi's
smile widened and he shrugged nonchalantly.
“Hello, am I talking
to Sathvika?” - said a deep
voice from the other end of the phone.
“Hello. Yes.”
- said Sathvika politely.
Before
Sathvika could speak further, Vidhyuth jabbered away - “Hi
Sathvika, this is Vidhyuth Kaustuban here. My sister told me that
you'd called the other day. Like she said, I am free on March 14th
and will be able to play for your concert. She also said that you are
going to have the rehearsal tomorrow. Can you tell me the exact time
and venue?”
Sathvika was dumbstruck at
the rate of his speech. She took few seconds to comprehend what
Vidhyuth had said. She played his words more slowly in her mind and
understood what he wanted.
“Hello.. Are you
there?” - Vidhyuth asked.
“Oh oh, yes. 5 in the
evening. I'll text the address to you in sometime. Is that fine?” -
Sathvika hastened to say.
“Perfect!! see you
tomorrow. Bye.” - he said and
disconnected the call.
Sathvika
looked at her phone for a second before putting it back into her bag.
“Was it a lightning call?” - Abhi
asked, raising one eyebrow. She turned and found that he was studying
her face curiously, leaning on the gate.
“No no. Its the
mridangist guy.” - she said
distractedly and added - “Ok. I am leaving.”
“Hey waitt.”
- he said. He bustled forwards and stood in front of her bike; placed
both his hands on the handle bar as if he wanted to make sure that
she doesn't leave before he was done with her.
Sathvika
looked a little taken aback and frowned at him. “Are you
a full-time dancer?” - he
asked breezily, raising his eyebrows twice in quick succession,
beaming. Sathvika couldn't help but notice that he was always full of
expressions when he spoke.
“It hasn't got
anything to do with you, does it?”
- she retorted, flaring up.
He
drummed on the handle bar absentmindedly.“Yeah, true
that. I am just curious. Well, why don't you come in?” - he
said, pointing at his house.
“No thanks. I have to
leave. I am running late already. Now, please move before I get
impatient.” - she said,
suggesting impatience in every word she spoke.
He
laughed airily and said - “That you already are,
Sathvika.”
She
puckered her lips irritatedly but her exasperation didn't seem to
bother him even in the slightest. He folded his hands and asked
thoughtfully - “So, that mridangist who called you now..
is he coming to meet you tomorrow? How good is he?”
“Look, you are
interfering in things that doesn't concern you even remotely.” -
she warned him menacingly.
“Ok.. Ok.. relax..”
- he said, raising his hands defensively.
He
peeped into her Activa and said, shaking his head- “Oh,
you still don't see the importance of wearing a helmet then. Very
bad.”
She
made to turn her handle bar and he said - “Ok. I will see
you tomorrow then. You may leave.”
He moved away from her path swiftly and bowed his head, showing the
path with both his hands.
“Idiot.”
- she muttered through gritted teeth and raced away in her Activa,
leaving Abhi behind; a
mischievous grin spread on his face as he looked at her retreating
back.
To be continued...
P.S: I had actually planned to end the story in this part but had a change of mind in the end. This story will have one more part and that will be the climax.
