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I want to brainwash you Into loving me Forever
~ Paris Taylor Swift
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It has been a few days since I last met Shubman, we had stayed connected through texts and calls but mostly texting.
He was in South Africa, for a T20 series, so we didn't have much time to talk. Even though the time difference wasn't much but it also was a reason which made it difficult for us to communicate.
I am right now at the studio to record an episode for the podcast. Vidya was already here, ready, sitting on her side of the sofa.
As soon as I entered the studio, I made eye contact with Rahul.
"Hello ji" said Rahul "Namaste Rahul ji, kaise hai ap?" "Tum aa gai, ab sab changa hai ji"
We started laughing at his cheesy reply.
I checked my hair and makeup and went to go sit on my side of the sofa.
"Hello lovelies, how is everyone doing" I started with the intro.
"So, these past week has been so busy, so many rumours, right Meera?" Vidya said looking at me innocently.
"Sure dude" I said sarcastically.
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As soon as the recording ended,I went home, Vidya went with her 'boyfriend'.
As soon as I reached my home, I got a call from Shubman.
"Hellooo" I said as soon as I picked up the call.
"Hey Meeru, how are you? how's your day been?"
"I am doing fantastic what about you, and also we just recorded an episode, I had so much fun but I lowkey missed you, aur tumhara din kaisa tha"
"Mein buhut thak Gaya ho pure din ke practice se, Aaj subah Hui thi practice so right now I am free, I'll go and irritate Ishan"
"Hahahha, please irritate him from my side too." Since I had put my phone on speaker because I was cooking some delicious pasta, I saw a notification pop on my screen, it was from Rahul, I previewed the message and read it aloud for Shubman to hear.
"Shub, Rahul just texted me"
I heard him humm indicating me to continue.
"Hey, Meera, I have been thinking about this but I don't want to ruin our friendship, do you want to maybe go out on a date with me, it's okay if you don't"
I took a deep breath.
"Shub, what should I say?"
"No" he answered back
"Why?"
"I just don't like him"
"Why don't you like him?"
"Meera, I can't tell you, I might be wrong"
"Tell na"
"He just looks at you weirdly"
"Sach mein, but I really want to go"
"Then go, chal bye, I have to go"
"Bye"
The call cut.
I took my phone and texted him.
"Sure I'll come"
"Okay, so I'll come pick you up tomorrow 8pm, wear something fancy, like the red-black dress you have"
