He ran tripping as he is already out of time.

He reached outside the reha gallery
And saw Dadi already waiting for him

Dadi - mujhe pata to waqt PE nahi ayega....
Aj dadu ka birthday hai
Aj to waqt pe ana chahiye , Kya Kar raha tha....

Rajveer remember that he was preparing for ping pong match and then NAINA.....

"ASSIGNMENT Dadi.....
1st semester ke exams sir pe hai
Assignment complete Karne mein want ka pata hi nahi Chala"
He said ....... With pure honesty.

Dadi raised her eyebrows
"Assignment?"

She asked

"Ji Dadi assignment"
He said

Dadi combed his hairs...
"Beta aisa hai
Ke college humne bhi attend Kiya hai"

She winked on him
And Rajveer scratch his head out of embarrassment

"Chalo ab"
She walked inside the gallery and he followed her...

It was a beautiful exhibition
With Rich high class people who value art and are there to admire and purchase .......
The amount collected will be used in prem daan orphanage.

Rajveer is not the art type person
Still he is here for Dadi......

He was least interested in all the painting and pots
And was just roaming behind dadi like a kid......who doesn't want to get separate from his mother in a crowded place.

Dadi stood in front of a painting.

"Ajeeb hai
Har tasveer mein ek jaisi Baat...."
Dadi was talking to herself

Rajveer heard her....
He was getting really bored....
And thought of having a chat...

"Kaun si Baat Dadi?"
He asked

"Ye sari tasveere jaise kuch kehna chahti ho......"
She said

"Ye sari tasveere Dekho....
Sab mein pinjra aur panchi Hain
Kahi qaid hain to kahi azaad....."

Aapko kaise pata ke azadi ki khawish nahi hai

Her words rang in his ears....
Suddenly out of no where....

"Artist ka naam bhi nahi hai...."
She said searching for the name of the artist.

Just then mr.mathur the organizer of the exhibition came there...

Dadi - Mr.mathur
Record mein check Kar Ke bataenge ke ye sari paintings kisne banai hai.

The whealthy people of upper class society
Paint and donate their paintings for free in such exhibitions.

M

athur - sir ye paintings to Shayad us ladki ne banai hai Jo bachcho ko pottery sikhane ati Hain....
Wo us table pe jo sare pots hai wo bhi usi ne banaye hai.

They saw beautifully painted and carved pots.....

Dadi - nam Kya hai iska...

Mathur - naam to pata nahi Shayad sister shalcy ko pata hoga
Won hi arrange karti Hain Pottery classes.

Kabhi bat hi nahi karti hai kisi see...
Sirf bachcho see bolti hai
Wo bhi bohot Kum.....
Thodi ajeeb hai.

This deepen Rajveer's doubt even more.....

Dadi Wonder and got busy with one of a social worker.....

As mr.mathur was about to leave

Rajveer - mathur uncle
He called him

Mathur - yes sir.

Rajveer - ye ladki jis ki ap bat Kar rahen Hain Jo bachcho ko pottery sikhati hai...
Ye Kya kisi see bat nahi karti

Mathur - nahi kisi see nahi bolti.

Rajveer - ek bat bataiye
Kya ye har waqt shwal pehen ke ati hai ....

Mathur - han han
Garmi ho ke sardi....
Har waqt shwal pehene rehti hai

Rajveer again saw all the paintings one by one

And the last painting paused his heart beat.....
He touched the painting.... slightly with his fingers thinking about her.

This girl has a different kind of vibe.
Why he feel attracted towards her all the time
Not sexually but like an interesting story a novel....
When you read a page you just can't resist to read another one and then another one.

But is she really Naina ....
He need to confirm it.