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Priya's POV.
"Duniya buri hai iska matlab yeh nhi ki sab bure ho jaye. Sab agar bure ho gye to achai ka to vinas ho jayega?" i said.
"Ha ha. Puri duniya yaha selfish banake apna kaam nikalwa rhi hai. Aur yeh madam chali hai achai aur burai ka gyaan dene. Apna matlab nikalana sikh." Sadhvi said.
"Puri duniya kya karti hai usse mujhe kya matlab? Mai apne hisab se chalungi. Puri duniya kuye me kudegi toh mai thodi kud jaungi! Mujhe duniya se alag karna hai." i said.
"Duniya se alag karna hai? Hahaha! Ho gya? Puri duniya oxygen pe jinda hai, tu apna respiration nitrogen pe kar. Duniya zameen pe chalati hai, tu hawa me chal. Duniya hath se khana khati hai, tu pair se kha! Badi aayi duniya se alag karna hai?" sadhvi spoke.
Before i could say anything rani interrupted, "Bas! yeh lok sabha nhi hai. Tum dono ke apne apne perspective hai, apne pass rakho! Dusre pe apne perspective thopna band karo!"
We nodded.
*Author: This convo wasn't between Priya and Sadhvi but it was between my subconscious minds. What do you guys think? Drop your opinion.*
"Best hai uncle ko haa karde, ladke se mil le, aur aisa dikha ki tu interested hai, fir uncle ka operation karwa ke rishta tod dena. Aur yeh sab baatein ladke se pehle hi kar lena. Ladka samajh jayega." Rani said.
"Utna understanding ladka ho toh mai shaadi hi na kar lu?" i said.
"Try it. I'm leaving. Ghar jana hai. Bye." Rani said and got up to leave.
"Wait I'll drop you." i said picking up my car keys.
"Aur mai yaha bharatnatyam karu?" Sadhvi asked.
"Nahi kathak." i said and turned to leave.
At the door i shouted, "Come I'll drop you too."
Well i know her reply.
"I have my own fucking car!" she shouted back. I knew it.
"Chal na! Neelam kaki wali chai peete hue ghar chale jayenge." i said and she agreed.
We three left the office together.
Sadhvi in her own car, and rani with me in my car.
It's not like Rani doesn't have a car, she belongs to a rich family. It's just that, she is weak in driving and likes to be the passenger princess. Just shy girl things.
We stoped in front of a small tea stall. It's neelam kaki's stall. We three, from high school days used to drink tea here. We three were in different streams amd we didn't get time to interact much so this was, is our place.
We were drinking tea when sadhvi told us about someone she bumped into this morning.
She found him handsome for god knows what reason!?
"Yaar really. He was so handsome. Matlab kaali kaali aankein. Lambi naak. Perfect Jawline...." before she could complete i interrupted,
"Bas bas. Aur kitna sochegi uske baare mein? Tereko uska naam bhi nhi pata. Bas chehra dekh kar lattoo hue jaa rhi hai."
"Ha maine atleast chehra toh dekha! Tu to pichle teen mahine se ek ladke ki aankho per fida hai." Sadhvi said and rani laughed.
"Just shut up! Aisa kuch nhi hai. It's just that uski aankein acchi lagi mujhe. You know na I'm caeruleapile. I fall for blue things easily. Aur maine uska chehra dekha tha bas yaad nhi hai. Mai koi fida nhi hu samajhi?" i said.
"That means you have fallen for his eyes?" Rani asked and sadhvi looked at me.
"Nahiiii. Matlab haa lekin nahi.... Yaar mereko nhi pata hai. Lekin jaisa tumlog soch rhe ho waisa kuch nhi hai." i said.
"Aur Humlog kaisa soch rhe hai?" Sadhvi said and rani nodded. Looking at me with a questioning look.
I stayed silent untill rani broke it.
"Acha yeh bata abhi agar woh banda tere samne khada ho jaye toh tu usse pehchan legi? Itna yaad hai uska chehra tujhe?"
"Ha." i said with full confidence.
*author: Believe me baby you won't. You. Won't.*
We completed our tea and then i dropped Rani home. Sadhvi to khud chali gyi.
I entered my home and saw ma preparing dinner.
"Papa ne dawai li?" i asked entering in kitchen and looking at mumma with a stern look.
Ma gave me a disappointed look and i shook my head. Then realization hit me.
Papa missed his medicines!
For A WHOLE FUCKING DAY!!!!
Dr.Chakraborty strictly said to have his medicine on time.
I rushed to dad's room and said, "Papa what is this behavior? Why aren't you having your medicines?"
"i already told you beta." he replied.
"Papa you're behaving like a 5 year kid not given his favourite toy and he stops eating. And you know fun fact? Mai aapko daat ke aur maarke khila bhi nhi sakti." i said disappointingly.
"If that's what you think then give me that toy. Tell me you will get married to the boy i chose for you." he said.
"Fine!" i said throwing my hands in air.
"What 'fine'" papa asked.
"Fine. I will." i said.
"You will get married to the boy of my choice?" Papa said happily and there was a sparkle in his eyes.
And i found myself lost in that sparkle. I had no choice. On one hand, my father whose health is most important thing for me and my life's biggest decision. Or fear?
And on the other hand, my choice, my freedom, my everything.
And again, my fear won. Fear of losing my dad, fear of not standing up on his hopes, fear of marriage, fear of failed relationship, and what not. I have to marry someone. Marry a person, jiska mereko naam bhi nhi pata!
Great.
Great!
Just great!
Kanha jiiiii!!!!
Why Mee?
Why the fuck you have make my life a mess? Why did you make me a emotional broken mess?
Pehele woh karan, phir woh Aryan. I hate boyss!
Boys not men!
I don't want to get married because of my broken self.
I am a broken glass, whose pieces will pierce the person who come close to me. I am afraid of love.
My parents do love me, but they left me when i needed them the most.
My chain of thoughts broke when papa tapped my shoulder asking, "tell me will you get married?"
"Yes. I will."
He hugged me tightly for a minute. Breaking the hug he patted my head and went to tell everyone about it.
In the living room, everyone was happy. Congratulating me. But a pair of eyes were glaring at me with.....raze?
And it's noone else then my dearest sister, Nidhi.
Hehe!
Kaisa laga?
Why is Nidhi glaring at Priya?
Who is Karan and Aryan?
What past do she have?
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