Author POV:
He enter the parking near the temple, he parked quietly, the engine sighing into the calm. And he step out and look at his watch waiting for her. Ofcourse- Radhavati.
Then after a while an auto stop infront of him and from that she stepped out of the auto and she said to auto driver,
"10 rupay kami kara kaka" bargaining as always..
(Reduce 10 rupees uncle)
Auto driver said,
"Nahi nahi jevhd aahe tevhdech dya"
(No no just pay the actual amount)
Radhavati huffed and said,
"Aho kaka mi roj yete ithe mala pn kimati mahit aahe evdhe ghet asal tr ghya"
(Uncle, i come here everyday. I know the rates, so if that's your price, then fine)
Auto driver sighed defeatedly,
"Thik aahe dya"
(Okay give)
She victoriously smiled and give him money and from back one hand come and said,
"Kaka he ghya" he gave money to auto driver.
(Uncle take this)
Auto driver smiled and took and left without any word and then Radhavati turn to look she narrowed her eyes,
"Krishiv ji aapko paise dene ki koi jarurat nahi thi."
She said,
"Meri mehnat pani mm chali gayi aapke vajah se!"
Then he said with warmth in his eyes,
"Woh bhi toh mehnat karte hain na, unhe bhi ghar chalana hota hain din raat woh auto chalate hain woh deserve krte hain"
She looked at him with stunned and disbelief
"Aap gadhe bhi ho! While using money hume bhi satrk aur knowledgeable hona chahiye and main ne real price par hi bhavbazi ki thi aur aap toh bade hero banne chale the yeh bhi nahi pata ki auto prices kya hai ? You are IPS yaar kuch toh dimaagka istemal karo yaar"
He looked at her like he is got dumbfounded and really he is....then
Krishivsaid with mock smile,
"Haan haan chalo ab"
She narrowed her eyes but didn't say anything...
They were silent for sometime then he broke the silence..
"Waise aap acche lag rahe ho"
She looked at him and slightly try to stand on her toes and kept her hand on his forehead,
"Aapki tabiyat thik hain na?"with teasing and mock smile..
His ears turned red,
"Arre kuch nahi hua hain"
She giggled and stand back and said,
"Jaise aap kahe Andhe IPS ji"
He shaked his head on her head but trying hard to not smile, but he fail miserably..
Then she asked,
"Aap IPS hain na?"
He looked at her with confusion,
"Haan kyu?"
She asked while soft smile,
"Kyuki IPS ke picche toh security guards hote hain na?"
Her innocent question made him smile and then he answered,
"Mujhe pasand nahi toh main nahi lekar ghumta bohot wierd lagta hain"
She looked at him and said,
"Isliye aap akele rehte ho most of the time"
He nodded and said,
"Chalo darshan le lete hain"
She nodded.
The ISKCON temple shimmered in the soft morning lights, it's white domes touched with gold. The air carried the rhythm of Hare Krishna chants, echoing like a heartbeat of devotion. Flowers, incense, and the quiet murmur of prayers filled the space- a world where time seemed to slow, and faith found it's voice in every sound of the bell.
Both entered, just like two souls who are fated entered. The scent of incense curled through the air, and the rhythmic chants filled the space like a soft heartbeat. She joined her hands before the krishna ji idol, she closed her eyelids slowly feeling the sense of warmth of the god she is infront of. He stood beside her, the warmth spread through his chest but he quickly closed his eyes and prayed.
She prays ,"krishna ji mujhe pata nahi kyu pr Is andhe IPS ke paas rehti hu toh alag sa comfort feel hota hain...kya yahi mera kishu hain? Woh locket dekhne ke baad se mere man mein se yeh khyal nahi nikal raha. Kya ye coincidence hain? Ya kuch aur? Sub aap par chhodti, aap par pura vishwas hain mera.."
He prays,"hey bhagwan pata nahi ye Radhavati kyu mere man ko bha rahi hain? Kon hain yeh jo mera maan isse apna kehta hain? Iske paas hota hu toh dil kyu itna dhadkta hain? Meri Radheshwari keliye yeh dil dhadkta hain par kyu main inke samne fisal jata hu? Kuch toh batao aap? Koi toh sanket do? Agar main inke baare mein kuch mehsoos kar raha hu, toh yeh Radheshwari ko dhoka Dena hoga? Filhal main sab aap pe chhodta hu..aap par bharosa hain jaise Radheshwari ko tha..."
Then after few seconds they both sat down on the ISKCON hall where every devotee was singing song and dancing Radhavati smiled and she went there pulling him but he didn't resist.
Then she took the lead of the kirtan and start singing,
"Woh hai rangila,chail chabila
Woh hai natkhat, woh jamunatat
Phere lagaye muralee bajaye
gopiyo ke sang ras rachaye,
Muralee bajaiya ras rachaiya
Shyam salona hai.
Jo hai albela madnainowala
Jis ki deewani brij kee har bala..."
Otherjoined and sang- "Jo hai albela madnainowala
Jis ki deewani brij kee har bala...Woh kisna hai..Woh kisna hai..Woh kisna hai...Woh kisna hai kisna hai"
She started dancing with the flowing song, drawn into the rythm, her movements slow graceful and unplanned. And He? He watched her, not with desire? But something he know deep down what this feeling called...she is the piece who completes him...
He hadn't meant to stare at her the chaos who brings him complete - yet he couldn't look away. The moment the note "woh kisna hai" filled the temple, something in her changed. She wasn't just dancing: she was surrendering. Every turn, every gesture seemed to be blur the line between mortal and divine. The every devotee was drowned in the devotion and dance.
Then suddenly He took the lead and start singing the next part-
"Pyar mein dubee pyar mein khoyee
Pyar kee dhun mein jagee na soyee
Pyar mein dubee pyar mein khoyee
Pyar kee dhun mein jagee na soyee
Duneeya se hai woh anjanee
Sab kehte hai prem deewani
Kisna se milatee hai
Bhul ke har bandhan
Kisna kee hee mala japatee hai woh jogan"
She looked at him with surprise something was shining in her eyes but she didn't stopped her dance. She took turns and her hands are perfectly bending and making mudras that was eye drowning.
Then the devotee started to sing the next part -
"Nainon mein sanson mein mann mein kisna
Har pal hai jivan mein jisake kisna
Woh radha hai woh radha hai
Woh radha hai radha hai"
Radhavati still dance eyes was now fixed at him the shine was there in her eyes. The turn and twist was not just beautiful but making the atmosphere more beautiful.
Then Radhavati start to sing the next part-
"Madhur madhur sa rup hai jiska
Shwet shwet rang jiska
Sundar tan man sundar chitwan
Sundar hai ang jiska
Pyar hai sgar se bhee gehra
Kisna ke sang jiska"
Everyonesing the next chore with devotion and enthusiasm:
"Woh radha hai woh radha hai
Woh radha hai radha hai"
Then everyone sang the last chore which makes the temple came alive. Men and women even children joined her devotional dance and sang together. The devotees where all in the devotion some people eyes was glistening.
"Jo hai albela madnainowala
Jis ki deewani brij kee har bala
Woh kisna hai woh kisna hai
Woh kisna hai woh kisna hai
Nainon mein sanson mein mann mein kisna
Har pal hai jivan mein jiske kisna
Woh radha hai woh radha hai
Woh radha hai radha hai...."
Then as after the devotional dance of her, he was still staring at her with awe and surprise and she was this so she thought to tease him again so she went near him and touched his forehead,
"Bukhar toh nahi na"
He shaked his head and catch her wrist,
"I am okay"
Then he said,
"That was wonderful...I never thought you can dance this beautifully"
She chuckled and said,
"Accha... Vaise aapne bhi accha gaya..chalo ab Prasad lo"
His cheek heat up at her simple praise. But he look away and shrugged,
"Uh yes"
She noticed and smiled,
"Chalo ab andhe IPS"
The took prasad and ate silently and then they walked out of the mandir and then she said,
"Vaise aap aaj bohot shant kyu lag rahe hain?"
He startled at her word.. he was silent because he don't know what to say..what to talk, what if he messed up? But then he say,
"Kyu aapko humse bolne mein itni utsukta?" With mischievous glint in his eyes..
She chuckled and said hiding the blush crept but it didn't go unnotice by him,
"Esa kuch nahi hai, just aapke khali bheje ko jyada sochne ki aadat hai shayad.."
He chuckled,
"Aapko pata hain aap kisse baat kar rahi ho?"
"Haan, Andhe IPS se" with nonchalant hairflip like it's normal..
He sighed and then said,
"Aaj se main tumhe badbadi boluga"
She looked at him and narrowed her eyes playfully,
"Thik hain andhe IPS dekh lete hain...pr chalo chai pite hain"
He shaked his head and went to a chair stall and he ordered,
"Bhaiya do chai laga na"
Then after some seconds then tea vendor handed them chai..She silently take it and start sipping.
He was also sipping his chai but his eyes only focused on her. The steam from her chai blurred her face for a second, and he found himself smiling, she looked like a prayer he did everyday, yet didn't recognise who is she...
As they finished the chair she slide the cup at the table and then took her phone to scan the QR code to pay then he stop bringing his hand between the QR and camera of phone.
"I will pay don't worry" with small smile.
"No you already paid the auto driver thanks for that and instead of that I can atleast pay for chai"she insisted to pay then he let her.
Then after a while they both found eachother near his car.
"Should I drop you badbadi?"teasing tone.
She sigh and said,
"Yeah, because now I am also tired to search for auto" with dramatic voice, but for him her voice was nectar of flower he don't know why..but still it's like he heard it many times..
Then they both took seat she sat on passenger seat and he sat of the driver seat.
"Mujhe Natyakirti Dance Classes Chod dena" said looking in his eyes with soft tone.
He looked at her and said,
"Aap dance sikhti ho?" The voice almost carry the surprise tone.
"Nahi main sikhati hu it's weekend that's why"she said while checking her phone but her heartbeat was taken pace sue to the car seats the closeness have taken her breath with her.
He nodded,
"Aare Mina waha dance classes ke liye aati hain that's why I was surprised" he said normal tone despite the surprise and heartbeats which are now increased.
"Mina Gayakwad?"with surprise looking at him.
He slightly felt something different due to her direct gaze but he avoided looking at her and play cool and said,
"Yes she is my sister"
"Yes I taught her dance and she the one of the best dancer and student I have met" with satisfactory smile.
He nodded her direct gaze makes him feel something strange he looked just at the road while driving trying to compose himself.
His mind think to himself..
She somehow feel similar to Radheshwari...
After meeting her it feels like something is complete..
But is she ? The same? The prayer I did everyday?
If loving her will be betraying my first love..?
He try to calm himself then he take a deep breath and he glanced at her when she is busy on her phone and he couldn't help.
And on other side she is only scrolling mindlessly to avoid talking because her heart do something weird and after seeing him she can't control the urge to hold him and even she play cool she knows beneath that she also feel something familiar that she avoid to feel.
After sometime they got stuck in traffic he groaned,
"Kya yaar yeh traffic..ugh"
She chuckled playing cool,
"Pakka IPS hain na? Koi lakshan toh nahi dikh rahe IPS vale.."she teases him like always.
He raised his eyebrows and said,
"IPS hu koi himalya pr rehna wala sadhu-sant nahi!"almost in annoyed tone.
She just chuckled then after traffic getting sort. They reached the Dance Classes she stepped out of the car and then look at him and said,
"Thanks"
He said with soften eyes,
"Arre don't thank for this small things"
She smiled and then after waving she entered the dance class before glancing him.
He smiled to himself when she glanced him and said himself
"Yeh kya ho raha hain tuze Krishiv?"in low tone, then after that he left for his work from there.
KabirPOV:
Iam sitting on my study table solving the some maths problem and you know it's easy when you have already practiced it many times..
Then my phone light up with one notification I took the phone and then open the lock and click on the notification and my lips tugged in wide smile.
It's Meena's dance video on Instagram...
The song was Tere Bina from Guru movie...
Her twist, twirl, position of hands and the graceful step it beautifully combined and make this art the art that makes me smile.
And when I was just enjoying the music and her graceful dance step there was a knock on my door and I groan... atleast weekend main shanti nahi hain...
Then I open the door and saw mom she smiled sweetly and I know at that moment something is coming..
Then she say,
"Beta, milk pocket aan na" with her sweet smile.
I looked at her and frustratedly I said,
"Mumma mi abhyas krt aaho na"
(Mumma I am studying na)
She then used her mom card and said with stern voice,
"Jat aahe ki nahi? Baba la sangun"
(Are you going or not? I will tell Dad)
At that moment I know I don't have any option then I took money from her hand and went to take the milk pocket.
"Yaar manta chota hu pr kya yaar mujhe hi sab kaam batate hain" with his exasperated voice.
Then I reached the shop and the shopkeeper said,
"Arre Kabir bohot dino baad? Padhai kaisi chal rahi hain?"
I answered,
"Accha chal raha hain...ek dudh packet bhi de Dena hain"
He then took the milk packet from the fridge and give me the packet i gave him the money...and his small daughter come to me..
"Kya bolti hain choti?"
She smiled and answered,
"Bhaiya sab thik hain"
I ruffled her hairs and then went back home..
I kept the milk packet on the kitchen counter and went to my room eager to see her dance..
As I reach I opened my phone and opened her dance...I can't take off my eyes then I save her dance in my gallery and also liked her and commented: Your every step feel like poetry in its own 💕
Then I kept my phone back the shy smile still on my face.
After an hour,
"Nahi ho pa Rahi padhai" with frustrated voice...her dance and that yesterday's Badminton still replaying in mind...He smiled to himself like silly then he open his diary and start to distract and slowly his focus came back so he started studying again.
Meena POV:
At night...
I am sitting on my chair and studying on table book are all messed and I have barely checked my phone.
After an hour I took my phone, one notification caught my eye...it's from Kabir, one comment and like on my dance reel..
Comment:Your every step feel like poetry in its own 💕
My cheeks burned up unknowingly, then I click on his profile photo and start stalking..he is studious boy and he barely have 6-7 posts on Instagram and while seeing those post my finger suddenly clicked the like button of the old post,
"Be pagal hain kya tu? Ab woh kya sochega??chii yaar!! Agar usse laga kuch ulta sidha toh? Use toh pata chal jayega ki main use stalk kar rahi thi!!hey bhagwan kha le! Sorry aap the vegetarian ho..Hey rakshas mujhe kha le!"I said with dramatic groan..
Then sudden notification popped on my phone it's for him..my hand starts trembling..
"Abe! Ab kya karu??"
Then my mind comes with only one name my diva Sneha,
"Ab wohi mujhe bacha sakti hain"
I called her,
"Hello! Chudail"
She nonchalantly said,
"Abe yaar reel dekh rahi thi bol ab kya bhik mangni hain?"
I sighed and told her everything,
".....toh esa hua. Ab kya karu?"
She sighed defeatedly,
"Meri mohtarma ab kuch nahi ho sakta ja ke check krle kya message hain.."
I said,
"Kya fayda hua call kr kr, mere energy waste ho gayi na"I hanged the phone.
Then I made my mind and open Instagram and then there was a knock on door,
I closed my phone and open the door and ther was he my one and only brother,
"Bhoko! Kya chahiye IPS ji aapko?"
He looked at me with unreadable expression and said,
"Yeh kaise baat kar rahi ho? Bada bhai hu Tera."
I smirk and said,
"Haan toh maine thodi nahi bola"
I came in my room and sat on my bed,
"By the way is ghar mein store room se ganda tera room hai"
I looked at him with annoyed eyes and said,
"Aur aap bhi kachra ho isliye hi yaha aaye ho....mumma! Dekho na!"
Then my mom enter from the open door and as she entered her eyes roam in my whole room which was disaster the uniform was on the door of open dresser and the socks on the floor the study table was whole mess of books and the bed? It's the now looked like the mountain of clothes.
My brother laughed and said,
"Aai tuzya sathich tini ha mountain bnvl aahe aata tu yacha vr mountain climbing kar"
(Mom, she have maid mountain for you now climb it)
That was the first and final straw and my mom she now started yelling,
"Don't you understand to keep your room clean?! You are growing up!and your brain is still small huh?! I want this room clean when I enter tomorrow in morning 6 am!and No excuses!!"
Krishiv was suppressing his laugh i glared at him and he just keep his tight in a line to control himself and then after mom's full lecture I started cleaning my room and he the brother was thier in my room. I said,
"Nikal!!Mera dimag mat kharab kar!"
He laughed and said,
"Jhadu piccha lagana dhyan se"and left.
I groan frustratedly and clean my room quickly.
Keeping everything in place.
After a while finally the barren room is now looking like the garden with flowers.
Then finally I open my phone, my heart which is situated on the left side if my body where the lungs and breastbone lie is hammering..
Should I open the message?
Or not?
Then I finally opened my Instagram and then open his chat and there was just simple "Hi!😄" But it was like something different for me, my mind blooms with happiness..
Something stirs in my heart after seeing his message..
The heart blooms like flowers..
What this feeling is??
I replied quickly,
"Hey!👋🏻"
My heart was throbbing waiting for his message...
And while that my mind suddenly remembered the yesterday's Badminton match and the word that still make my cheeks red "Hum haar gaye kyu ki aap the..."
Does he really have crush on me???
I flopped on bed buried my face in pillow like a stupid.
What is this?
You are not made for this Meena!
Study!
Focus!
Then I locked my phone and start studying again.
Distracting myself from him.
Author POV:
Krishiv now sitting on his bed called his bestfriend Rahul,
"Hello"
Rahul with grinning said,
"Haan bhok!"
Krishiv with slight blush,
"Yaar chal milte hain na"
Rahul sense something different so he said,
"Koi mamla hua?"
Krishiv answer quickly,
"Arre asa kuch nahi hain"
Rahul chuckled knowingly and said,
"Thik hain aa raha hu"
-timeskipped-
They both was in car parked near river bridge.
The moon soft light rays falling in the river, making the river shine and Krishiv's mind was reminding the moment and smiling like a idiot.
Rahul noticed and said,
"Aesa lag raha hain koi bhang pikar aaya hain"
Krishiv said,
"Be nahi! Esa kuch nahi hain"
Rahul smirk knowingly,
"Fir itna nayi naveli dulhan ke tarah kyu smile kr raha hai?"
Krishiv smiled and said,
"Aaj main Radhavati ji ke sath mandir gya tha.." almost with soft tone.
Rahul looked at him with smile,
"K..kya?"
Krishiv looked at him with side eye,
"Behera hain?"
Rahul shaked his head with disbelief in negativily,
"Tuze pyar hona mushkil tha pr sahi hain"
After hearing 'pyar' Krishiv's neck get pinkish tint..
Krishiv looked at him and said,
"Be kutte maine thodi kaha mujhe pyar hain"
Rahul kept his hand on his shoulder said,
"Tera dost hu kutte tuzse jyada janta hu..."...then with small smile he said, "Jarurat padi toh main hu...and tuze pata hai main bhi ese hi tha pehele"
Krishiv looked at him with confused eyes,
"Matlab?"
Rahul eyes twinkling with nostalgia,
"Tuze pata hain jab main 12 th main tha Neha chhoti bachi thi 8th main shayd pr jab uske sath rehta accha mehsus hota tha still abhi bhi hot hain and then hum bad hue and when she was in 12th I was doing my MBBS in AIIMS...she call me everyday as asking for study guidance but baat yeh thi ki usko main pasand tha I didn't know this for badme roj baate hone lagi meri bhi usse attachment hone lagi, at starting I saw shy, mujhe meri feelings samajhne ke liye time laga, At that time I was confused what I feel but time ke sath samajh aa gaya and meri Nehu toh bold hain usne hi mujhe propose kiya tha..but I was confused..."
Krishiv raised his eyebrows and asked,
"Fir tune kya kiya?
Rahul smiled looking at the moon,
"Main time ke sath samajh gaya mein kya feel krta hu..fir maine usse propose kiya uske boards hone ke baad and she quickly said me yes and now you can see us engaged " gestureing towards the ring..
Krishiv smiled,
"Hmm samajh gaya main..."
Then Rahul phone rang he saw the caller ID:"Chammak challo ❤️"
Rahul smiled and picked up,
"Bolo meri chammak challo!"with cheerful voice.
It was Neha they talked for some minutes then Rahul hang up and the conversation closes.
Krishiv said,
"Chal ab"
While in car he just look at her Profile photo smiling like a idiot. It didn't go unnotice from Rahul but he said nothing.
Then Krishiv messaged her with gathering courage to talk first,
"Thanks for coming today"
Then he deleted it..."yeh toh formal lag raha hain yaar"
Then he message something more but deleted again.
But Radhavati on the other side saw it and chuckled.
Then she initiated the conversation.
"Arre! Kitne baar delete karoge?"
After seeing the message Krishiv heart skipped a beat and his cheeks burned up, but then he send her message,
"Thanks for coming 🤍"
But he felt embarrassed about it.
Then Radhavati messaged,
"I also liked it 😊"
He shyly rubbed his nech by hand in the car.
Then he message her,
"Welcome...vaise agli baar firse jayenge"
Radhavati who was laying on the bed now buried her face in pillow shyly sand murmured "yaar...ab kya karu?"
Then she messaged,
"Thik hain😄"
Trying to play cool.
Then he reached home and he looked at Rahul,
"Thanks and bye"
Rahul grinned and said,
"Abe thanks kyu be? And Bye? Be kal firse milunga and dost ko thanks bolega?itna bada admi ho gaya? Aur.... jyada sharma mat nayi dulhan ki tarah ghar mein, nahi toh tu khatam hain bhai"
Then Rahul drove his home back and Krishiv went back to his room. As he flopped on bed he just only murmured to himself,
"Maybe I can call it First date...."
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