I chuckled as the memories of that day flashed in front of my eyes.
" First date pe no cafe, no movie...kitna chindi tha tumhara wala!!", Veer said .
I simply smiled at him and said,"Apne parents ka hard earn money ek ladki ke upar waste karne se accha hai insaan kanjus ban kar rhe".
He hummed in response.
"Aur vaise bhi you guys know that I don't like these show off stuff....we just wanted to spend sometime together and that's what we did.
We talked, shared stories and discussed about heritage sites."
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Time bitta gya aur hamara bond aur strong hota chala gya...Exams ka mausam ek aisa mausam jab ek nastik bhi sabhi dharmo ke bhagwan ko yaad kar leta hai....aur ashiq apni saari ashiqi bhula kar padai par dhyan laga deta hai ...
Uss time par main aur Nitin bhi sabhi ashiqon ki tereh padai mein lag gaye..ek mahine tak thikh se koi baat bhi nhi ki.
Tab main phir se ek archaeologist ke form mein agai....
Vo ek mahina kaise bita ye sirf hum hi jante hain...khair...ye toh khali academic pariksha thi, iske baad toh zindagi ne alag type ki exam lene ka decision le liye tha....
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(Holi day)
That day, it was supposed to be a festival of colours, but no , it turned out completely disastrous...
My cousin sister, Sherya , is one of my favourite person on this planet, after Anni Bhai, ofcourse.
We were in the park, playing holi along with the colony fellows, enjoying ourselves.
Me , hero and Shreya were playing, life careless birds.
Sherya smeared pink colour on my face and in return, bhai emptied a whole blue colour plate on her.
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"Aur beta! Shadi ho gai tumhari?",a random relative of a random colony member asked bhai and we just stood there beside his side, enjoying the view , clearly bhai's situation....
After gathering all the information of bhai's bio data, the lady finally excused herself.
Bhai sighed in relief and we both laughed at his situation, but it was short lived as we heard a sharp voice calling him ," Happy holi Sinha!!".
Bhai tightened his fist and we got tensed as we three saw that approaching us, with a sarcastic smile on his face.
Mr. Prakhar Awasthi, Anirudh Sinha's best enemy....
"Varsha! Shreya! Tum dono ghar ke andar jao!!",bhai said as he stood tall , glaring at that toxic guy whose eyes were showing nothing but pure hatred and lust...
And bhai stood there glaring at him .
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(Same evening)"Toh vo dono ek dusre ko 1st standard se jante hai...",Nitin said .
It now became our daily routine.
We used to talk atleast once in a day.
Ab jab exams khatam hi gaye aur festival holidays shuru ho gaye, tab hum dono ka milna bilkul khatam ho gya.
Uss time par calls became blessing.
"Haan, bhai aur Awasthi ki dushmani badti chali gai aur ab dono ek dusre ke khoon ke payaase ho gaye hain...."
"Aur vo tumhe tang karta hai kya??"
"Tang karta toh bhi koi baat nhi thi,but aaj usne chupke se colour lagane ke bahane mujhe inappropriately touch kiya"
"What?? How could he?? I will kill him!!"
"Accha?? You did the same ...bhul gaye kya??"
"I am sorry for that...I still regret yaar "
"Koi baat nhi..."
"Accha, ek baat batao? Phir se ghumne chalogi?"
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