• Dard Ki Dawa •

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Everyone was relaxing in the comforting Veranda, enjoying the chilled breeze vanishing their sweat. Naina was sitting on the swing, and Sameer ahead of her legs, sneezing continuously because of his allergy to the cold water. Naina shook her head in disbelief while drying his hair from the towel, and Ankita was delighted her best friend found the most caring person after all the struggles and pain He had gone through. The place was designed elegantly with artificial flower pots organized one by one in the corner, the flimsy white curtains, the plush white chairs and sofas, a mini round table with red cloth over it, classic tiles, lush green leaves wallpaper, and last but not least the exquisite musical wind chime hanging on the cream-colored wall. It looked so peaceful and relaxing to them, especially to all the couples who managed to grab vacant seats beside each other.

"Kaha tha maine medicine le lo, but tum sunte kaha ho meri?" Naina scolded her careless boyfriend for not taking a cold relief pill, and Sameer sneezed again by covering his palms over his nose.

"I will be fine Naina, relax." He assured her with a loving smile.

"I still can't understand barish hui nahi toh tum log bheege kaha se?" Radhika raised a question with a look of confusion, and Both of them turned scarlet at the remembrance of their steamy under pool romance.

"Arey tu samjh nahi rahi hai Radz, they're a couple," Aditya replied to her with a lopsided smile.

"Haan I know they're a couple, so what? Aise kaun suddenly bheeg jata hai?" Radhika argued.

"Mera pair fisal gaya tha swimming pool ke andar and to save me Sameer ne bhi dive maar di." Naina came up with a fantastic lie to clear their doubts.

"But you know na swimming?" Sonali asked.

"Haan, but Sameer didn't know about it. He thought agar main doob gayi toh?" Naina said with an innocent smile while caressing her boyfriend's mildly damp hair.

"Oh, toh yeh baat hai." The girls agreed.

Anshuman saw how the couples were cuddling, playing with each other's hands, and whatnot. He pursed his lips in ire, and commented - "Meri ek baar bas shadi ho jane do, fir tum logo ko batauga couple goals kya hote hai gareebon."

"Uske liye ladki ki zarurat hoti hai, aur bandar ko ladki milne se rahi." Anjali was first to reply to him with a saccharine smile on her face.

"Haan haan jaise tumhari shadi toh insaan se hogi. Chipkali kahi ki." Anshuman mocked her.

"Don't call me Chipkali," Anjali said vexedly.

"Yahi bolunga kya kar logi? Chipkali, Chipkali, Chipkali." He raised his voice to ruin her eardrums.

"Anshuman." Naina glared at him, and He went quiet.

"Thank God, alright, anyone wants to drink coffee?" Anjali asked the humans.

"I make the best coffee." Sameer raised his hand with a grinning face.

"Me too," Naina said after him.

"Oh please no, tum dono ko toh main andar hargiz nahi jane dungi. You guys will get busy with your romance, and I want to drink coffee right now." Anjali spoke with a flared-up nose while getting up from the chair, and Samaina looked at her gloomily for failing their plan.

"I also want to drink." One by one everyone agreed to take a cup of coffee except Anshuman.

"Tumhare liye kuch lau?" Anjali simply turned to ask the Punjabi Munda.

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