CHAP 8: LOVE STORY

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I know there's a lot unanswered and people might be confused but i promise things will make sense as the story move forward.

8 A.M. , BANGLORE

"Ho Aaji aap fiqar mat karo main ghar par sab sambhal lungi. Ab araam se Mandir jao aur phir shopping par." Pallavi had to literally beg and then drag Aaji out of the house so that the preperations could get started. She never understood how people can plan a party in a blink of hours when they have been planning it for a week and still running late on their schedule.

"Par dukaan bhi toh hai aur aaj woh-" Aaji turned to counter reply only to be shushed again.

"Dukaan Shiva sambhal lega aur ghar main. Abhi aap jao kyunki mujhe bhi dance classes ke liye late ho raha hai." Pallavi gave a stern look and after alot of 'please' Aaji went away.

"Chal gayi toh sahi hai." Shiva came through the back door with a box of lights in hs hand.

"Idhar kya susta raha hai. Fatafat light laga main khana dekhti hoon." Pallavi scolded him and everyone dispersed for their work.

Kaku and Pallavi together worked on the mouth watering dishes talking about how Azoba used to make it a special day for Aaji and take care of her as if she was his queen. Pallavi smiled as she remembered all the stories Aaji had been telling her since they met.

"Aaji toh bahut sundar lagti hongi na nayi nawari saari main?" Pallavi asked as she picked out a knife to chop some vegetables.

"Han toh. Ek dum rani lagti thi Aaji. Nayi nayi sari, haathon main mehendi aur Kaka ka dher sara pyaar." Kaku giggled remembering the old times. Pallavi was so lost in her words that she didn't noticed the knife slide through her skin and slit her flesh.

"Aah" she felt a sharp pain as blood oozed out of the cut.

'Pallu" Kaku ran to her and kept her finger under running water so as to stop the bleeding and clean the wound. Sh made Pallavi sit on a chair as she came back with a container of haldi.

"Beta zyada dard ho raha hai kya? Dekh abhi main haldi laga dungi na toh sab theek ho jayega." Kaku stroked her hairs as she sat infront of her and started dressing the wound. The blood made no worries on Pallavi's face but the pain of a memory surely did.

FLASHABACK

"Ek baat batao tumhara family ke peeche tv serial wale camera lekar ghumte hai kya!" Raghav teased while Pallavi gave him a confused look.

"Koi reality tv show bann raha hai kya tumhara family par. Nahin, matlab itna melodrama tv main hi hota hai real life main kidhar hota hai." he added with animated actions with his hands as Pallavi folded her hands infront of her chest.

"Vidhwa bahu, khadus baap, Nirupa Amma, woh shashikala types aunty. My goodness!" He exclaimed as he grabbed an apple to eat.

Pallavi felt like banging his head on the same table. Here she was stressed out for her family but no all Raghav Rao wanted to do was make jokes on her family.

"Aisa look kya de raha hai. Mereko look deke kuch fayda nahin hai. Just sit and relax." as if sensing her irritated face, he shrugged her worries away.

"Tum pendulum sa ghumega toh woh log aakar tumhe apna problem nahin batayega. " he added and started cutting the apple when with one wrong cut, he slit his finger slightly. An extremely small cut to be specific.

" Aaah" a shriek left his mouth and Pallavi ran to him in worry but calmed down as soon as she saw the size of the cut. Such a small cut, and such extreme drama of this man.

Stupid man, she thought and took a few steps back.

"Tum peeche kya jaa raha hai. Meri ungli se khoon nikal raha hai main behosh ho jayega. Jaake kuch first aid box lekar aao na." he cribbed like a kid when he noticed her back away.

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