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"Are you crazy?" Niharaika's eyes seemed to pop out of her sockets. She was looking at Ranvijay, with her fists on her waist.

"What?" Ranvijay shrugged not understanding what the problem was.

"What what! You are not driving there." She told in a matter of factly way.

"What's wrong in that?" Ranvijay asked, still confused.

"What's wrong! The the the whole idea is wrong! How are we supposed to have fun when you are going to just look at the road and drive!" She said exasperatedly.

He tried to reason, "Niharika, listen, if we have our car, it would be very much convenient, we won't have to depend on others. We can travel at our own ease."

"Ranvijay, (sighs) please understand, this is my trip with you. I want all your focus on me, not on road to avoid accidents. I want to chitchat, maybe even lay my head on your shoulder while travelling. How am I supposed to lean on you when you will be driving! Should I climb on the console?"

Ranvijay lowered his head leaving a breath. "Okay, but how can I change the plan just before a week? Let's go by car this time, we will arrange something else in our next trip."

She was furious, "Okay then you go alone for your honey moon, I am not coming!"

He too complained, "Why are you so stubborn!"

She didn't reply, escaping in to the kitchen. He too followed her, huffing.

She started to arrange the pots and plates noisily, he slowly walked to her, back hugging her, "Don't be angry miss, you are the honey to my moon, how can I go there alone, tell me."

"Then we are not going by car." She bargained.

"Okay! But I don't think we will be able to book train tickets now. Anyways I will see." He surrendered.

"Yaaay!" She rejoiced like a little kid hugging him tightly, and bouncing in his embrace.

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"Ranvijay, I can't find my make up kit! Have you seen it?" Niharika shouted, rummaging through her drawers, while packing their bags.

"May be use it more or keep it in place, so that you find it when you need it, rather shouting 'Ranvijay, Ranvijay',"Ranvijay mocked her.

She stood straight from her crouched position, placing her hands in her hips, "I don't keep it in place!"

"No, you don't! You just throw them anywhere after using them! A week will pass away, but your earrings will remain at the same place!" He flailed his arms, describing his frustration.

"They remain at the same place, so that they could be found easily!" She exasperated.

"Ohh no no, so they could puncture my butt, or better put holes in my hand!" He said shaking his head.

"How mean," she scrunched her eyebrows, "Just ask me where your files are at, the next time, and I will show you!"

"Yeah, yeah, I too will see who tells your things are at!" He mocked back.

"I will see who washed your clothes!" She threw a cushion at him.

He ducked and caught it, "Yeah! And I will see who folds and organizes them!" He threw it back at her.

It hit her straight in her face. She gasped rubbing her nose, "I will never cook butter chicken now, just wait and watch."

"Whaaaaat!" He shrieked, "Niharika you can't do that! It was between me and you, why are you bringing butter chicken between us!"