20-07-2025, 03:28 PM
Tuesday Afternoon – Sirisha Prepares to Leave
Sirisha stretched her arms above her head with a soft yawn,
Her anklet chiming faintly as she adjusted her legs.
“Okayyy, Ravi bhayya,” she said, playful as ever,
“I should go before Neetu bhabhi sends out a search party.”
She rose with an effortless bounce, flicking her hair back and smoothing her top.
Her crop tee clung a little as she moved, the hem teasing the narrow dip of her waist.
Her breasts bounced with her.
Ravi stood too, polite, relaxed, but his glance was brief this time, guarded.
From the kitchen doorway, Priya watched silently.
Her hands folded loosely, the edge of her dupatta in her fingers.
That girl is sunshine with no filter, Priya thought.
Sweet, vibrant, young. Too young, really.
But her presence filled the house like a fast, fragrant breeze,
Hard to ignore and even harder to stop from sweeping things around.
Sirisha slipped into her sandals at the door.
“Bhayya,” she grinned, pausing, “if you don’t start teaching properly from Thursday, I’m going to report you to Priya Didi.”
Ravi chuckled, “Noted, ma’am. You’re officially my most dangerous student.”
Sirisha winked. “That’s because you haven’t met me in full form yet.”
They exchanged one last smile, nothing improper,
But Priya’s stomach twisted anyway.
Not in jealousy, she told herself.
Not quite.
But in the sudden clarity of what could have been, what might become, if she kept looking away.
As the door clicked softly behind Sirisha,
The silence settled like a blanket over the flat.
Ravi lingered for a second, staring at the door.
Then, slowly, he turned.
And Priya stepped back into the kitchen, pretending to wipe her hands again.
But this time… her face held a quiet softness.
She’s gone, she thought.
And to her surprise, her heart exhaled.
A lightness, a quiet reassurance, crept through her chest.
She didn’t speak to Ravi right away.
She let the house breathe.
But behind her calm eyes, something shifted.
A small fire relit, not from fear, but from knowing her place mattered.
Sirisha stretched her arms above her head with a soft yawn,
Her anklet chiming faintly as she adjusted her legs.
“Okayyy, Ravi bhayya,” she said, playful as ever,
“I should go before Neetu bhabhi sends out a search party.”
She rose with an effortless bounce, flicking her hair back and smoothing her top.
Her crop tee clung a little as she moved, the hem teasing the narrow dip of her waist.
Her breasts bounced with her.
Ravi stood too, polite, relaxed, but his glance was brief this time, guarded.
From the kitchen doorway, Priya watched silently.
Her hands folded loosely, the edge of her dupatta in her fingers.
That girl is sunshine with no filter, Priya thought.
Sweet, vibrant, young. Too young, really.
But her presence filled the house like a fast, fragrant breeze,
Hard to ignore and even harder to stop from sweeping things around.
Sirisha slipped into her sandals at the door.
“Bhayya,” she grinned, pausing, “if you don’t start teaching properly from Thursday, I’m going to report you to Priya Didi.”
Ravi chuckled, “Noted, ma’am. You’re officially my most dangerous student.”
Sirisha winked. “That’s because you haven’t met me in full form yet.”
They exchanged one last smile, nothing improper,
But Priya’s stomach twisted anyway.
Not in jealousy, she told herself.
Not quite.
But in the sudden clarity of what could have been, what might become, if she kept looking away.
As the door clicked softly behind Sirisha,
The silence settled like a blanket over the flat.
Ravi lingered for a second, staring at the door.
Then, slowly, he turned.
And Priya stepped back into the kitchen, pretending to wipe her hands again.
But this time… her face held a quiet softness.
She’s gone, she thought.
And to her surprise, her heart exhaled.
A lightness, a quiet reassurance, crept through her chest.
She didn’t speak to Ravi right away.
She let the house breathe.
But behind her calm eyes, something shifted.
A small fire relit, not from fear, but from knowing her place mattered.
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