"Que Sera Sera"

The dinner was superb and a fabulous place too. As he already knew Ananya was yapping non-stop from the time they sat in the car to drive back home. For the 44th time she said how happy she was for Noel-Ira and how much she is looking forward to the wedding and what she would be wearing and how awesomely beautiful Ira would look. And it didn't end there. It just went on and on and on. Even after such a tiring day at work she was brimming with energy and he was more the listening sorts. He just said 'hmmm' couple of times, raised his eyebrows and sometimes let out a laugh or smile to just make her realize he is listening. Funny part was he wasn't listening. Even with his eye on the road he saw how radiant she looked even after the tedious day's work, how enthusiastic she was in life, how she kept adjusting her fringe as she spoke, how she played with the handle of the bag and then her ring, how she rolled her eyes and they moderated between brimming with excitement to a tired sigh and then again gained the strength to laugh.. He couldn't help but notice all this. Back of his mind he thought about what Noel and he spoke in the morning and agreed to the fact that it makes sense to at least drop some hints. Let's take a shot! What if?

Finally they took the right and parked. He could finally hear silence as she had stopped talking now and was getting off the car. He was too sleepy but he didn't want to. He wanted to spend the whole night talking to her and just looking at her. Knowing Ananya she would be all chirpy and jumpy till you have something to do. The moment she smelt the mattress and her pillows she takes off in her dream world. Lot of her friends kidded about this. As soon as they entered the room he threw his keys on the coffee table and dropped himself on the couch. Ananya wanted to go for a shower badly. She first went to the kitchen washed her hands took a bottle of water came to the couch to peacefully have her sip of water. He snatched the bottle the moment she sat. She grrr-ed. This was always the case and she would hit him hard but it never made any difference to him. And he would hold her close and kiss her on the cheek and say a thank you every single time. She would just smile and say it is okay. "Jerk" she would mutter but she could never hold her anger for long.

She loved him way to much but too scared to express. She couldn't imagine her life without him and ever girl he brought home she envied and hated. Hearing Noel's story she felt a little hopeful but didn't get them too high cause it wouldn't be the same here. Noel and Ira have a history.. Noel was in love with her. Here, however, no past no present and how she wished and prayed there would be a future. She finally gulped the water and looked at him who was still holding her and gone to sleep on her shoulder.

"Go and sleep na if you that sleepy!"

"No.. Not sleepy at all.. Just like it like this.. Temme what you wanna do now?"

"Now? You want to do something now? Okay mister sleepy head.. You are tired and are dozing off what do you wanna do now? Also don't you have work tomorrow. What time to do you have to go?", she asked typing her hair up.

"Same as usual 9 I shall leave. But I am not that sleepy yaa let's do something. What say a movie? Or maybe a board game or cards? Something!!"

"Okay ok cry baby we will think of something let's go for a shower first freshen up and then decide. Is that fine?" saying so she got up.

"Shower.. Together??" he winked.

She gave him that one look that cracked him up and he laughed rolling on the sofa. She just turned her back towards him and faked a 'huh' by throwing her head back and let a 'whatever' but was blushing at that comment without his knowledge.

He saw her walk and realized. "Whew! Still alive" he gave a nervous laugh out. "Too much effort will have to put to get this through. Time to get up and go for a shower! And let's see how things go.. Que sera sera!!" 

The final thought crossed his mind as he picked up the keys and left it on the key holder and moved towards his room unbuttoning his shirt.