I smile. “True that. I love London.”
“Despite its moodiness?”
I chuckle. “Yes. Despite its moodiness.”
The radio switches to“Tum Se Hi”fromJab We Met,and the urge to fulfill one of my Bollywood dreams comes alive.
Are you even obsessed with Bollywood if you have never been obsessed withJab We Metat least once in your life?
I think every desi girl goes through a phase in their life where they wish a man likeAditya Kashyapwould come into their life.
Until they realize that men like him only exist in fiction.
“What timing,” he chuckles.
I open the door of the car to let some cool breeze come inside.
“Care for a dance?” he asks, and I stare at him, bewildered.
“Isn’t my foot twisted?” I ask now. “And do you seriously wish to dance in the middle of the road?”
“You can stand on my toes; that won’t be a problem. Besides, isn’t that one of your checklist things?”
“Dancing in the middle of the road?”
“Dancing in the middle of the road,” he says, grabbing my hand and pulling me closer to him till I am standing on his toes.
Now I realize how cold it is outside.
I can feel the wet mist on our faces until it actually does starts pouring like I assumed it would.
“See, even the universe wants us to dance,” he smiles, and that sight alone makes me forget every single one of our issues.
For one night, I let myself be his wife.
I promise myself that this is the only moment I will give to us.
He lifts us together, swaying to the lyrics of the song while he tries to match them in his broken Hindi.
While he can speak Hindi well usually, he properly butchers it with his British accent when he starts singing Bollywood songs.
It is funny and adorable at the same time.
“What?” he asks when he sees me holding back my laugh.
“Nothing,” I say. “You just sound funny singing in that British accent.”
He rolls his eyes, but the smile doesn’t leave his face.
“Rub it in, why don’t you?”
“Of course I will. I exist to annoy you.”
He chuckles, and I stare at him.
“You could never annoy me, baby.”
“Are you sure?” I ask as he lifts me in his arms, twirling me around before setting me back down on his feet, and I can’t help but giggle.
