db Deewanis

1. Stee

Hey!!!

So, welcome to this new venture :D I am so excited hahaha!

Stee~ __snowflakes__

"Di!" My sister called out for me. I looked up from my phone and she pointed at the far corner, "look! Is that Hussain?"

Wow, not even once In her life she has ever watched a db Video and she knows it's Hussain? I followed the tip of her finger and blinked. That is Hussain!

"Come let's take a pic?" She said excited, "I'll click it for you!"

But what is he doing in New Zealand?

My sister dragged me across the room crowded with people. There were stands, displaying several different kinds of pamphlets. My eyes roamed around and I spotted 'HOUSTON' written on the wall.

What am I doing in Houston?

"Come on you lazy butt!" My sister groaned again and on our way, I picked up my 6 year old brother. He loves Hussain.

I walked up to Hussain while he was busy taking pictures with other fans. That smile made me nervous and I looked at my sister. She smirked and pushed me towards him. I stumbled and he looked up at me, frowning. Way to embarrass myself. Great.

"My sister wants your autograph," my sister added for me and I nodded like an idiot, "and a pic with you."

"Yeah, in a bit," Hussain replied, awkwardly, and walked away. I frowned at his back and my sister nudged me to follow. Nodding, I went after him. He would take pictures with everyone but, me. Why is he doing that? I wondered.

"Look, just one pic and an autograph for db deewani. You know about them, right?" I asked and he rolled his eyes. "Yeah, bye!"

Attitude! The F-!

"Dog!" I yelled and he narrowed his eyes at me. I gulped.

"What did you call me?"

"Milk."

"What?"

"Milk!"

What am I saying?

"Stee get up!" I heard someone yell at me and everything blurred. My eyes sprung open and I found myself lying on my tummy, in my warm bed.

Ugh! Ab toh dreams bhi aane lagi hein. I swear I am going nuts.

"Here, have your milk," mum said, passing me the glass. I blinked at her before accepting it.

"Good morning," I mumbled as she walked out of my room.

Yup, she gives me milk every morning in the bed because that's the only way you can wake me up. Childhood habit; don't ask. Sigh.

Welcome to my life. This family's official kumbh karan and owl at the same time I can stay up all night but, once I sleep, the only thing that can wake me up is a glass of warm milk..... Or I can sleep through the day and not regret. That's just me.

Wait! He didn't give me his autograph? Why?  Did I call Hussain a "dog"? Now why would I do that?

It's all mum's fault. She always wakes me a up at the wrong time.

Putting the glass down, I lied down again. I needed to complete that dream. And guess what? That never happened.

I flipped sides and finally picked up my phone. Someone needed to know about this. Tanni partner AKA shehry_sain . Of course Whatsapp took its sweet time to load as usual. Why, you ask me? Well, 7hours of sleep here usually results in 1500+ messages every morning.

It all started that one day when I got introduced to Wattpad by my sister and there I found dhoomie writers. Mujhe toh yaad bhi nahi meri first db video kaunsi Thi bas itna pata hai ki dheere dheere unki fictional descriptions se pyaar ho gaya. Waiting for their videos, their new pics, statuses, books updates- it became a normal part of my life. And then when sajdah happened and I chose to become active on other social networking sites, it changed everything for me.

Dhoombros gave me new friends, my crazy DB DEEWANIS. Starting from Instagram and then taking it to whatsapp, we became a huge part of each other's life. So many new members came and some old ones left but, our bond just grew stronger and stronger. Sticking around each other during tough times, being a listener when needed, sharing our excitement about new videos, new fanfic and life in general. We shared everything. Happiness and sorrows. Little secrets and crazy ideas.

Favourite members- if you ask me? I have so many! Like my official bhai AKA Mady AKA Shabistaah ... While Talking on random Wattpad and Insta comments, I never knew that one day she will enter this group and become such a huge part of my life. Uska pata nahi but, I feel empty if I don't talk to her. Sharing crazy book plots, discussing titles, inside jokes, insulting publicly and still loving each other. Ps. I love it when people DM me and ask if we are actually related or not because honestly, I guess our bond is stronger than real sisters.

Haye nazar na lag jaye! **applies some kala teeka instantly.**

Thora zada ho Gaya na?

Favourite chats- everything we talk about. Silly Bilal jokes, stupid family trees, the pressure (Ahem Ahem iioyemehwish) discussion, me teasing Humi AKA shehry_sain about Hussain, making birthday videos for each other and for dhoombros too and many more.

Oh yeah! How can we forget cricket World Cup 2015? That best IND vs PAK match ever. No, who was interested in match? We were busy cheering for our teams, teasing each other, constantly updating the group and oh, how many messages were there? HEAPS. I remember someone waking up to 6k+. Leaving the phone aside that day for 10 minutes would result in 200+ messages. How we had wished for another PAK vs IND. Ek doosre ke liye cheer karne ka maza hi kuch aur tha.

And now on this ever so long bus ride, I am grinning like an idiot, remembering those chats. Well, nothing new for me as It happens all the time. I laugh out of no where and people stare at me like I am losing it. Not just on the bus but, in class and at home too.

Aah! They say laughing for 10 minutes each day adds 4 minutes or something to your life. I bet I am crossing at least 100 years here.

Not even exaggerating at all :P