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02. Tufaan

Aksaar is duniya mein

Do anjaane milte hai

Anjaani raho me

Milke..khoo jate hai

Lekin humesha

woh

Yaad aate hai

-From bewafa movie

Jia

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Anti-Hero by taylor swift was playing on my playlist as I was waiting for krusha while sitting on a bench with airpods tucked. Freezing to death!!!!

I enjoy listening taylor swift not a swiftie but I do love her songs , her writing and most importantly I admire her skill of writing the most relatable things which people are afraid to disclose..like Anti-Hero .. it shows how insecurities controls us.. it shows how one is confident enough to look at sun but can't endure watching itself through mirror

Beep- beep

A car's horn broke my chain of thoughts bringing me back to reality.

A grey SUV standing across me which I now recognise as krusha's car.

"Agassi..Ramyeon meokgo gallae??" Teased krusha in a perfect korean flirty style.. one thing about krusha she is a kdrama freak ... she breathes korea and lives for kpop idols

(It's a Korean pick-up line)

"Beware and recite all prayers " I warn her as I starts walking towards passenger seat.

I aboard the car and then straight away reached for her  neck to strangle it

"Ouch ouch" she cried "sorry bro sorry now release" she added and I released her...while trying to catch her breath, she starts to search for something in her glove compartment then takes out towel and gives me.

"Next time you repeat it I will make sure to send you off to hell" I warned while drying myself with towel.

"Aaa no I am an angel bro confirmed place in heaven" she joked.

"Now shut up" I shrugged.

"Ouch!! You wound me, jini..see I am bleeding" she said with an innocence which might even send devil in coma.

"S-H-U-T  U-P don't you know what it means " I glared which earned me a laughter from her.

"Accha baba chill.. by the way what's the story behind this jacket??? Is it his??" She enquired.

A glare was my only answer

"What??? Fill me with all details now come on.."she insisted.

"Long story and rather a unfortunate one" I stated.

"And we have 20 mins as it's raining heavily it might take sometime so continue" she reasoned

And in next ten minutes I filled her with all details

"So...was he handsome???"

"And its thing you are concerned about ??.." granted its krusha and what else can I expect from her.

"What ?? Its a genuine concern..." she explained when I threw I-don't-believe-you look at her

"Even after listening about his unethical, proud and arrogant nature and the way he behaved with me ??? Unbelievable"

"If he was handsome than it can be ignored you know.. perks of being handsome and also he did help you" she said pointing towards his jacket which I was still wearing (what my dress is still wet)

I opened my mouth to say something then closed due to loss of words..I can't deny the fact that he helped me and also that he was handsome even in that dark pavement under the street light his features glowed and his dark eyes reflected the light.

"No it doesn't..being handsome doesn't excuse unethical behaviour " I protested

"That means he was handsome" Ahhhh this girl.

Our conversation was interrupted as my phone ringed and now that I removed my phone from silent my ringtone ringed in car on full volume. Its a cringe song thats trending on insta listening to the ringtone I glared right into the soul of krusha

"Its a prank bro" she confessed

"and it failed miserably as my phone was silent through out the day" I interjected

"Ohh shit" she fakes sadness

"Hello Dida" I greeted as I received my call

"Hello!! where are you shona I was calling you from last 1 hour" she yelled

"Really I am so sorry Dida but I didn't receive your call" I explained her.

"Accha...so where are you now ???" Her anger now replaced by concern ..

My Dida my only family even though I have a father but I don't consider him as family and vice-versa. My Dida who brought me up who played the role of a mother , father and even of a sibling..she is the only person who ever loved...no.. actually there is one more person who loves me one sitting on driver's seat.

My best friend for as long as my memories existed i.e from my childhood. Her family and my family were family friends and also neighbours... We are 2 months apart and were bought up by my Dida and krusha's mom...most of days I spent at her place its a second home to me and yes...she and I are basically sisters..A sister who is always there for me.

             Dida and krusha are only persons who ever loved me despite the fact how unlovable monster I am

"Hello shona you there??"

"Haan Dida I am on my way back and I am with krusha" I reassured

"Okay" with this she disconnected the call.

"What did she say ??" Krusha asked.

"Nothing... she seemed angry" I replied.

And for rest of the drive we both sat in silence and it was a peaceful one

Thats the thing about friendships when we are comfortable with someone we don't need small talks to fill our awkward conversation I and krusha can vibe for hours and can also sit in silence for hours and soon I dozed off.

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"Chalo here we are" she says while nudging me with her finger to wake me up.

"Ohh we arrived..." I now started gathering my stuff "chal ander aa Dida se mil kar jana"

(Come inside..go after meeting Dida)

"Na baba naa she will kill me...actually it was Dida who sent ravi (helper) at my place to ask me to pick you after calling me for 100th time!! figuratively ofcourse"

"Really!!! then I must pray for you safety"

"Yes do pray"

"Okay then byee" I had no more energy to argue with her so I didn't insist her further and turned to walk towards home..thank god it stopped raining

As soon as I entered the main hall dida saw me as she was waiting at the entrance for me. Our home was just like that of any rich billionaires home are as we are old money even though my father doesn't stay with us..he runs the business and dida had 60% shares of it and being an heir I have 10% thats the reason he can't cut me off completely but that being said I stopped using his money from that day onwards that day .... The Worst day of my life.....

      The day I lost my father and also lost myself. 

Even after much resistance from Dida's side I started paying her my share of money even though I suggested her that I can provide for both of us as my business soared and was now stable and was also paying me enough to be called successful but she downright rejected it 'its the money your grandfather saved for me and you and you are an heir to this business it's rightfully yours but , as you aren't comfortable using that money let me keep instead of you...I can't let that fellow to use your money' she said.

"I warned you shona I was clear with my words 'no late night parties or dinners', wasn't I??"

"But Dida"

"no if and no buts...go freshen up, change and come downstairs.. I want to talk to you" she chided and I quickly disappeared from the hall

After changing into my night dress I strided down the stairs and there was dida waiting on dining table for me.

"But I am full Dida" she shot me look so dangerous that I walked quitely to the table and started eating without uttering a word

After Dreadful silence Dida spoke "I wanted to talk about something important"

"haan boliye" I replied "you will be 25 this year so I thought it might be a proper age for you to think about your future and"

"I am thinking about my future thats the reason I'm working so hard for my boutique"

"I am not talking about that future..I am talking about.." she stopped as if searching for appropriate words

"about ??" I question puzzled

"I think its high time you get married"

"I get what???" I stood up so abruptly that I hit my knees with the table

"Married " she emphasised.

"Not happening Dida" I announced

"I didn't ask for your opinion shona I informed you" "funny considering I am the one who is going to get married"

"behave shona as I said I am informing you"

"but.."

"no ifs and no but"

"No dida not happening..." I fumed then strided straight to my room... angry and frustrated

"We will see that" she shouted behind me.

Surely this day reached its quota by getting even worse.

Pehle barish ..phir yeh tufaan uske baad

(First rain and now this storm as an after effect )

Sach me har barish apne saath ek tufaan zaroor lati hai

( really every rain brings a storm with itself )

But one thing is for sure -

I AM NOT GETTING MARRIED

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Khurana house

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