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Ab zyada waqt zaya na kiye..
Let's jump to the story.. But before that, plzz pardon me for any mistakes coz actually written in a hurry.. And even plzz read till the last..
As it is actually a long update.. 😅
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Sameer was in the canteen, along with Munna Pandit. The boys were having a good time, laughing, pulling each other's leg and making plans about trying a new restaurant that had opened few days back...
"Yaar!! Sameer badaa khush lag raha hai tu... Kyaa baat hai.?! Jabse Naina se rishta tutti hai.. Tabse khushi ka thikana hi nhi" Munna patted his back seeing Sameer grinning..
Pandit looked up from his plate and replied immediately "Areyy.... Chenu tujhe nhi pata?! Meine suna hai.. Matarani ke darbar mein unke darshan krne darshanarthi aarahe hein aajkal?!"
Sameer and Munna gave questioning glare towards him.. He sat straight and kept the Samosa aside on the plate "Areyy... Mera matlab.. Meine woh uski dost kya hai??!! Woh chamakchallo haan.. Preeti ussey baat krte huye suna hai.. Ki Naina devi ke liye rishta dhunde jaa rahe hein?! "
Sameer nodded understandingly and replied with a straight face" Haan yaar.. Aaj toh usey dekhne ladke wale b aarahe hein.. Papa neh koi rishta dhunda hai.. Toh humare ghar ayenge ladkewala"
Munna looked at Pandit and raised an eyebrow.. Pandit blinked at him and asked Sameer..
"Bhai... Rishta uske liye dhunda jaa raha hai.. Tera shakal esey chilla huye ande jese safed kyun hogaya?! Kahin tu ussey?! "
Shrugging Pandit's hand from his shoulder he stood up from his place..
"Pagaal hai kya??!! Woh salwar suit ke liye mein kyun roun bhala?! Wese b rishta hitler laa raha hai.. Hitleeerrrr!! Unke choice toh tum dono bhali bhati jante ho.. Jutey se leke pant ke belt tak sab baba adam ke zamane ke.. Woh ladka b koi esey bhaisahab types hi hoga.. Toh rejected!!"
He smirked while tapping his hands on the table against it..
Pandit blinked an eye to Munna and both the friends came beside him and started to tease him while putting their hands around his shoulder..
"Achaa bachchu?! Or agar koi hero aya dekhne toh?! Achaa hi hai na?! Naina tere zindagi se humesha keliye out.. Tujhe roz roz kisika murder planning nhi krni padegi" Pandit quickly countered him..
"Haan bhai Pandat!! Par ek ashanka hai.. Agar koi Sharukh Khan jesa ladka ho.. Toh apna bhai toh Salman hai hi fir kahin Kuch Kuch Hota Hai jesa scene na ban jaye?! Salman ke pas Kajol.. Fir achanak se Sharukh ata hai or Kajol ko leke furr"
Sameer pulled their hands up from his shoulder "Esa kuch nhi.. Koi Sharukh Warukh nhi hai woh.. Hatt! "
He gave a death stare towards grinning Mundit unable to accept the fact nor deny it.. He got up from his chair frowning and headed to his home faking the reason of the arrival of guests soon.
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Sameer entered the house twirling his key chain and whistling when he halt on his track eyeing the workers who were busy with preparations as the perspective groom's family for Naina, who was chosen by his father were about to come to his house.. His father was standing there supervising the workers to do the work properly.. He felt his blood heating up when he saw the cushion covers and curtains which were of blue (his favourite colour) were being replaced with off white as instructed by his father, as off white was favourite of Mr. Laluram (A very lovable name kept by Mr. Maheshwari, as he still don't know the name of the boy who was chosen by his dear Dad..)
