“Mom forgot to give you this tiffin. So, I thought I will come and give this to you.”, I was smiling and working on my mischief. My smile was doing the trick as he was constantly blushing and wasn’t able to keep his eyes up for a long time. “You know Ritesh, you have been living here for more than 3 years but you never showed me your house. Won’t you show me today?”, I said rolling my saree pallu. “Oh … yes … sure. It is a bit dirty. I hope you don’t mind.”, he said. He was blushing as if he was talking to a real girl. I had seen him stammer or behave uncomfortable whenever we would talk to some girl in our college. Then he started showing me the room where he stayed. There was not much there besides books, a mattress, a fan and an electric stove with two or three vessels. He then took me to the balcony and said, “You will definitely like this Priya. The view from here is amazing.”, he felt proud when he said this. I followed him and walked upto the balcony. I wrapped the saree p...
It was around noon. I was in the bedroom reading a book and still in a salwar that I wore that morning. I heard a doorbell and mom opening up the door. I heard the voice of a boy but I couldn’t figure out who he was. I got occupied with my reading again. But after about 10 minutes, Neha di called me to come out. I just came out adjusting my dupatta that kept slipping over my arms. As soon as I came out I saw that there was a boy. And he was none other than my friend Ritesh. He lives in the same building as us, and lives with 3 other boys of his age. We both belong to the same batch in the college, and we do projects together. Then I recalled that I had informed him about my sister’s birthday sometime back. Since he knew Neha di too, he must have come to wish her a happy birthday. Being a prankster myself, I thought let me have fun. I just hope Neha di didn’t tell him that I am Pravin in a girl’s getup. I gently held my dupatta in my hand and walked as femininely I could manage to...