Bahaar

Ajeeb Dastaan Hai Yeh

Ajeeb Dastaan Hai Yeh
Kahan Shuru Kahan Khatam
Manzil Yeh Hai Konsi Na
Woh Samajh Sake Ha Ham

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𝕃𝕒𝕣𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕒

I woke up with loud groan this morning, heavy head check, throwing up my guts out check, blurry images of last night check, running my lungs out to catch my flight check.

The perfect climax scene to the sex and the city Las Vegas version. Sasha the responsible one out of us, lecturing us on our tardiness. "You girls are just complete mess i would rather jump off a cliff rather than travelling with you." She really turned so uptight after having a kid, her voice is a second away in making my ears bleed.

Catching up with Hailey, the over enthusiastic blonde, the one who makes all the planning, trying to cool Sasha down "You say that every time Sasha. At least now you would be having a few adventurous flight catching storied to tell your kids."

"All thanks to Risa." The shy sensible redhead Becca added. These introverts have their way to add sarcastic comments in any situation.

And that's me Risa, the ignorant one of the group who doesn't give a damn about what's happening. Hiding her patches of dark circles in some weirdly huge sunglasses. "For the 35th time i am sorry but please get me something my head is pounding." i whined holding my head.

Yes it was me who made us almost miss the flight but i did my best to speed things up as much as possible after the Niagara throwing up session this morning. Thanks to first class boarding procedures else Shasha would have had my head off my neck. Missing her five year olds first stage peformance would have made her a bloody murderer.

"It's the hangover darling." Becca said running her hand through my hair smoothing it.

"This is what happens when you return to your hotel room drunk before two hours of flight boarding time." Sasha said handing me some aspirins.

"For all the trouble you caused, did you at least get laid last night." Hailey said sitting on the handle.

The flight took of a few minutes back, we had booked the expensive suite. Perks of being friends with rich ladies. Sasha Brooks is a finance analyst and a mother, happily married to Steve. Hailey Crawford is the heiress of a very rich airplane tycoon. Rebecca Sheldon is the youngest daughter of world renowned surgeons the Sheldon couple and then its me Larissa Jacob the only daughter of Late Frederick Jacob a well known hotelier of his times.

"That's a very good question and you will be the first to know its answer when my brain decides to give me my memory back."

"Her dress was far away from disheveled when she came back this morning." Sasha clarified.

"Seriously girl! I thought you were the one ticking box for me in my fuck it list" Hailey's disappointment was evident. But what'd i do if i didn't get laid. My eyes were heavy. I just want to hibernate now. The answers could be found in summer.

"Come on ladies let the poor girl get some sleep. Looks like she didn't had a ounce of it." Becca came to rescue.

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Opening the main door i stepped in with my luggage and threw myself on the very first couch my eyes found.

No i don't live in Hawaii. I work as an editor of TIMES magazine New York and live there in a lavish penthouse apartment. This trip was tiring and flying to NYC from Vegas with this heck of a hangover would be death and I am not that keen about it. Sohere I am in Hawaii after a five hour long flight bidding my friends a brief send off to NYC.