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“Kya hua?” Her sobs ceased the moment she registered his presence. Her hands worked faster than her mind, wiping her cheeks dry before she could even think of an excuse that she was going to need. “Kuch nahi!” Walking to her side, he stood near her. Extending his hand toward her, he patiently waited for […]

“Ishqi, I know, movies have hyped everything a little too much but as tempting as all the mind-reading thing seems, it’s not that realistic. Haan, shayad hum kafi cheeze mehsoos kar sakte hai par har baar kisi ka dil padh pana… itna aasan nahi hota! And you know, maybe… just maybe hum padh bhi le…

“Main aapko aise hi humesha apne paas rakhungi.” “Aise pakad ke?” “Haan, aise pakad ke!” She mimicked him, lightly hitting her forehead on to his. “Aur aise kyun?” “Nahi rakha aur wo le gaye aapko mujhse dur to?” He pulled himself a little away, just enough to be able to look at her. “Wo? Kaun

“What is the damn surprise, Ishqi?” “It’s a beautiful surprise. Not some damn surprise.” “Not now, Ishqi. Just tell me what it is. Kal se surprise surprise kar rahi ho. Now the curious me can’t wait.” “So sad because the curious you HAVE TO wait.” He slammed the pillow on his face when she refused

“Tum nahi jaaogi!” “Aap hote kaun hai mujhe rokne wale?” “Mujhe sach me batane ki zaroorat hai?” “Ahaan, please. I would appreciate if you mind your business and do not interfere in mine, alright?” “I am minding my business, Ishqi and I am here right now because you… are my business too.” “I am not,

“Ek second ek second. Tumhe farq pad raha hai ye dekh kar that I have a girlfriend? But kyun?” “Farq? Nahi. Bas aapne kabhi bataya nahi.” “Tumne pucha tha?” “Nahi lekin -“ “Lekin silently expect kiya tha ki main tumhara wo sawal sunu that you never asked?” His constant comebacks irked her up. It was

Her heart had never run faster than it did in those moments in which she stared at the heart of flowers that he held in front of her. She could’ve never thought that he would go on his knees for anyone in his life considering the values instilled in him by his orthodox grandmother. Her

“Kya kar rahi ho?” “Param se chat. Look at this,” she turned her phone toward him, “I made this VM for him. He not just liked but also commented. Tab tak to phir bhi thik tha… lekin ye dekhiye… he DMed me.” He cocked a brow at the sheepish grin plastered over her face. She

“Kya hai ye? Tumne mere meeting ke papers badal diye? Aur ye… ye cartoonish drawings rakh di? What the heck, Ishqi? Do you even have any idea how embarrassing it was for me? Everyone was freaking laughing at me.” “Aap mujhse kyun keh rahe hai? Maine aapse pehle hi kaha tha… till the time I

“Ahaan, I think we should stop.” Silence engulfed the air, giving away that he had already seen it coming. He had sensed the trouble in their paradise from the very moment she went an entire day and a whole night without dropping him a message. That didn’t happen before. That didn’t happen since they became

“You sure that you do wanna go, right?” His hands that were folding his clothes to pack paused. He looked at her quiet figure leaning onto the wall beside the balcony. “You don’t want me to go?” “Not like that but…” She wished, she had the liberty to give her voice to her every feeling

“Bevakoof ladki!” He could never fathom how she could make him infuriated, overwhelmed and worried sick at the same time. The plethora of emotions that she every time managed to evoke within him never ceased to amaze him. “Ye hai hi nahi iss duniya ki, Ahaan. Ye hai hi nahi iss duniya ki!” He concluded,

“This is my new year resolution ke main sar jhuka kar tumhari har baat sununga!” “Aww. Ek din bhi nahi tik paayenge iss resolution par!” “Ye confidence mere patience par hai ya khud ki irritate karne ke ability par?” “Irritate?” Her fist landed on his arm. “Main irritate karti hoon aapko?” “When did I say

“Are ajeeb zabardasti hai. Kaha na nahi peena mujhe? Peeche hatiye.” Slapping her palm on his chest, she gave him a light push. “I said, back the heck off, AVM.” “Kyu nahi peena? Vrat hai tumhara apne… apne boyfriend ke liye?” He shoved his hand in his pocket to hide his clenched fist from her.

“Ishqi, please…” “Maine kaha na mujhe nahi baat karni?” “Par kyun nahi karni?” “You really have the audacity to ask that to me?” He almost stumbled backward. Her raging eyes intimidated him like never before. “Meri koi galti nahi hai!” She bobbed her head, banging her hands on the table in front of her. “Sahi

“Look, Ishqi! Don’t try my patience. Get out of the car.” “Kamal karte hai aap! Try hi karna raha to aapko wo grilled carpaccio try karungi na! Aapka tasteless patience test karna exam test se zada boring hai!” His grip on the steering wheel tightened. “Okay, I promise… main gusse me kuch nahi karunga. Ab

“Aap phir cheating kar rahe hai?” Dropping her bag on the couch, she looked at his busy self through the half-wall separating their living room and the kitchen. “Aaj dinner banane ki meri turn thi na?” He poured a glass of water for her as she stepped into the kitchen. “Today was hectic?” “Haa. Bohot

“Maine keh diya tum nahi jaaogi matlab nahi jaaogi! End of the discussion!” “Aap kaun hai?” “Matlab?” “Matlab aap mere kaun hai? Husband hi hai na? Then act like one. Don’t act like my principal. You can’t decide what I’ll do and where I’ll go! I am an adult who can decide for herself, alright?”

“Harvard mein fever ki definition jo bhi ho… yaha fever wo masoom mehmaan hai jise doorbell bajane ki formality bilkul pasand nahi hai. Wo chup chap aata hai, thodi der rukta hai, thodi thandi pattiyan aur kabhi kabhi… ek paracetamol khata hai aur agar aap jaisa husband ho to ek glass juice bhi le leta

“Jab aapko lagta hi nahi ki aapki koi galti hai to sorry bolne ka koi point hi nahi hai, AVM!” “Maine jo bhi kiya uska koi regret nahi hai lekin usse tum hurt hui aur uske liye… main maafi maangunga!” Placing her palm on his chest, she pushed him away from her without letting his