I do exercises daily in the morning in my home balcony which was in the third floor. I like to keep my stomach flat and I am maintaining it even at the age of 35. There was a girl named, Niharika, stayed in a flat beside mine. Niharika must be 19 years old. She was studying in her school. She was fair skin, lean frame, sharp black eyes-always her eyebrows and eyelids were filled with mascara and that made her eyes look sexy.
Her nose looked perfect and it added another attractive feature on her face. Her pink lips were thick and looking like orange slices. The most important attracting thing about her was her hair. Her hairs ran till two inches above her waist. The thick black hairs were straight till they touched her shoulders and then they have been curled to look wavy till the end. It made her look attractive. I have considered her as a beautiful young girl and that was the only thought I had about her in my mind till that day. Since I was her neighbour, I happen to see her almost daily. I was good friends with her mom and dad.
Niharika stands on her balcony which is just opposite to my balcony and drinks her morning coffee. Sometimes my exercise timing happened to clash with her coffee timing. We exchange greetings and talk some casual stuff like about her school or movie. I continue to do my exercises when she sips her coffee. One day I saw her when I was doing exercises, staring at me like she wants to drink me, just like that coffee.
I initially didn’t give much thought about that. In the following days, her coffee drinking timing was clashing with my exercise timing. She stands on her balcony with her coffee mug wearing her pyjamas looking at me doing exercises after our initial greetings and other petty talks. I don’t have muscular body but I have a charming, good-looking face. Some of my friends say I don’t look like 35 rather I look 30. Maybe she likes me or maybe not.
Since these staring and peeking was going on for some time, I thought that maybe Niharika is infatuated with me. In that age, it’s normal to a girl liking something that stirs her feelings and imagination. So I didn’t give much thought about her this time too. Also, I liked the fact that a beautiful girl like Niharika was infatuated with me. We all crave for others to like us irrespective of how old we were. I wasn’t different either.
One day, I was doing exercises but Niharika didn’t come to the balcony. I kept looking at her balcony but she never came. I couldn’t finish my exercises properly as my mind was constantly going back to think about Niharika’s absence. I stopped my exercise and took a sip of water from the water bottle when I saw a curtain in one of the windows moving. I saw someone was leaving the room and I was sure that it was Niharika watching me from her bedroom. She must have thought to check whether I have interest on her or not.
One day, my pregnant wife and I stood on the balcony. We were discussing about our yet-to-be-born baby and I kissed on her belly. My wife smiled. I was in good mood and I kissed her cheeks and forehead and finally on her lips. I felt like someone is watching. I don’t know how. Call it human instinct. I looked at the window in the home opposite to my balcony. I didn’t see any curtain movement. There were no lights on in Niharika’s bedroom. Even if she stood behind the closed curtains I can’t see her but she can see my balcony through her curtains.