'yaar di breakfast ke liye kabhi kuch naya bana liya karo, jaise dhoyi mach, mera bada man hai khaneka...' said purvi as she was annoyed at the side of the same breakfast again.
'shaam ko aa kar banadungi purvi, subha-subha itna time nahi hota mere paas, abhi ye khaale, huh?' said ishita as she lovingly patted her cheek, and hurried with her breakfast as her gaze fell on the clock.
'ishu, dekho beta bhul na nahi, sham 5 baje sharp pahunch jana CCD, huh. Aur dekho, maine ladke ki photo bhi whatsapp kardi hai.' Said their mother as ishita nodded, paying more attention to finishing her breakfast.
'acha, ab whatsapp bhi chalana aa gaya aapko!' exclaimed purvi with intended sarcasm.
'kyu tum kar sakti ho toh main kyu nahi?' replied their mother.
'kya mummy, competition unke saath karo na jinke functional brain cells aap hi ke jitne ho.'
'what do you mean?'
'what do you think i mean?' said purvi as she was now in a staring contest with her mother.
'aap dono kya nashta bhi nahi kar sakte ho shanti se?' ishita remarked in annoyance as she shook her head and got up to leave, 'anyways, i have to leave for work now, bye!' she said as she exited.
'beta mera whatsapp dekh lena! 5 baje yaad dilane ke liye phone karungi!' her mother yelled as she closed the door.
'aur tum, khatam karo isse, dhoyi mach khana hai!' exclaimed her mother as she left too.
'main tumhari maa hoon, isiliye main tumhara khoon peti hoon, muh-ha-ha-ha!' purvi mimicked her mom mockingly.
***
'oh ho, phir se tera turmoil period shuru hogaya!' remarked a voice that made ishita turn, as she hid her drawing under the design she was supposed to be working on.
'kriti, tu kya kar rahi hai yahan?' said ishita.
'come on, yaar ishu, itne saalon se jaanti ho tujhe, jab bhi koi problem hoti hai, andar-hi-andar rakhegi, aur pareshan hoti rahegi, aur woh sara nikalta hai teri drawings mein.' Finished kriti as ishita sighed in defeat,
'ab bata kya hua?' asked kriti
'purvi ka rishta ho gaya..'
'arre wah, yeh toh bahaut achi baat hai.'
'aur ladke ki maa mujhe bhi pasand karke gayi.'
'ek hi bete ke liye?'
'nahi, apne dusre bete ke liye, woh unka bada beta..'
'oh thank god, that would have been weird..anyways, toh problem kya hai?'
'milne jaa rahi hoon usse aaj...'
'tujhe logon se milna nahi pasand?' she asked in confusion as ishita just gave her a 'wtf' look.
'tujhe ladkon se milna nahi pasand...' as ishita just nodded in disagreement.
'ok, seriously, what is the problem?'
'ideally i should say yes, he's perfect, but everybody has told me that before i even met him! The thing is, if i don't like him, and i say no, that would mean a forever remaining awkwardness in the family or worse, what if khundhak purvi pe nikale woh log saari umar tane de-de ke. Aur purvi, woh toh jhagda karke ghar aa jayegi, kavin aur uska rishta faltu mein kharab ho jayega, i don't want to do that to them , purvi is so happy with him... but, chalo agar acha nikla bhi woh, i-it's too soon, maa ka kaun khayal rakhega meri shaadi ho gayi toh, aur purvi toh, uski padhai bhi hai abhi...' ishita ranted out while kriti explained,
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two stories of marriage
Fanfictioninspired by jane austen's sensibility, a story set in modern day delhi, of two sisters, ishita and purvi, and how marriage ends up bringing a lot of twists and turns in their life....
