'What if your heart decides to ignore all your best intentions and yearns for the one you can't stand?'
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Shortlisted for Writer's recognition Award 2021
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Chapter 1
Shivam
The girl ahead of me in the line has the longest legs I've seen on a girl in a short skirt. She looks here and there and then back at me. I smile. She has a long face and is wearing a pair of spectacles. She reminds me of someone but I just can't place who. She smiles back but turns away quickly.
It's her turn next. She leans forward on the ticket counter. I enjoy the view.
"A single ticket for 'Badla'," she says.
She has come to watch a movie alone. Interesting.
She turns back as if watching if I heard her and is embarrassed that she is alone. I keep a straight face.
"One sixty rupees, Ma'am," the Ticket counter guy says.
She hands him over a two hundred rupee note.
"Ma'am, can you please give me a change? It's the first show I don't have the change collected yet."
She scans her wallet and says, "Bhaiya, I don't have change. Do one thing swipe this card instead." She hands him over the card and takes back the currency.
"Sorry Ma'am, this card is not working."
"Fuck!" She mutters.
I smoother a smile.
"Ma'am, you can pay through Paytm." The guy says, pushing the Paytm scan code forward.
The girl mutters, "Yes Genuis, but my Paytm uses the same credit card that my dad has most probably intentionally blocked."
To him, she says, "Bhaiya, I don't have Paytm."
"I can pay for your ticket too. I'll get three instead of two. You can buy me popcorn in the interval," I say hoping to diffuse the embarrassing situation for her.
She turns back to me. "You're here to watch Badla?" She has big eyes that take up one-fourth of her face. I don't know it's her eyes are the fact that she has come to watch a movie alone, she looks sad.
I nod. "Three tickets for Badla. Center corner seats." I make sure to hand over the guy change.
"Thanks for the change, Sir." He hands me over three tickets.
I separate one ticket and give it to her as we move out of the line.
"Thank you." She bites her lip and flips her short black straight hair back.
I'm not good with girls. And she's a beautiful girl. It makes it harder for me to find things to say to her. Maybe I'll let Vikram sit with her. He'll love it. Although he's in a committed relationship he enjoys talking.
I spot him on the escalator and raise my hand to let him know I'm waiting for him out in the line to enter PVR.
The girl looks back to see who I'm waving at. When Vikram is fifty feet from us, her mouth opens. "He's with you?"
"Yes, Vikram. He's my best friend."
She turns back fully, folds her arms, and frowns. Something is wrong.
Vikram stops ten feet from us.
"You said you don't want to watch Badla," the girl says, loud enough for everyone to turn and stare at us.
Oh God, Vikram. I hope you're not fucking it up with Mishti.
Vikram is still in shock. "Err... yes. I don't."
Before he says anything more. I catch him by his shirt sleeve and drag him to the corner. "Well, we're watching Badla now."
"What the fuck, Shivam? We came to watch Avengers-End Game. And what are you doing with her?"
"I could ask the same thing. What are you doing? Why does she expect you to watch a movie with her?"
"Because she's my sister, Asshole." He pins me to the wall.
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Dear Readers,
This is just a preview of my next book that's the sequel of 'Not You Please'. I'm still thinking of the title. and will write the blurb soon. I was busy outlining the project for all this time.
I know many of you requested me to write about Megha and Shivam but I just couldn't see that happening. sorry.
This is Shivam's story. He's one of my favorite characters.
