Yato hastah tato drishṭih|
Yato drishṭih tato manah|
Yato manah tato bāvah|
Yato bāvah tato rasah|
"Where the hands go, the eyes follow;
Where the eyes go, the mind follows;
Where the mind is, there goes the expression;
Where the expression is, ther...
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Janvi sighed in her sleep, turning to the side and frowning when she didn't find her fiancé Niranjan nearby.
She sat up, realizing that she was in her best friend's house, on a bed in his guest room. Noticing light pouring out through the gap under the bathroom door, she fell back on the bed with a sigh.
She heard a ruffling sound which she thought came from the bathroom, but when it sounded too distant to be coming from the aforementioned place, she quickly got up.
Not minding the fact that she was wearing Niranjan's shirt alone on her, Janvi picked up a steel water bottle by the bed and moved towards the sound.
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"This is fucking crazy but fuck! This is also exciting." Chandni gave a nervous grin, eyeing up the house in front of her.
Aakash's house was devoid of any lights but Chandni and Diya had concluded that it was because Aakash was asleep or something.
"Great! Now get your ass up there." Diya yawned.
"Alone?" Chandni hissed.
"No, I'll come up there and we'll have a threesome makeup sex." Diya rolled her eyes, plucking a twig from the bush they were hiding behind.
"We're here to talk, dumbass." Chandni rolled eyes back at Diya but the latter chucked the twig towards the former.
Chandni got startled and lost her balance and fell on her ass while rubbing her eyes.
"Shit," Diya giggled offering her friend a hand, "Sorry."
"No, you aren't." Chandni slapped away her friend's hand.
"I'm not." Diya let out another chortle making Chandni roll her eyes.
When Chandni merely looked up at the house with glittery eyes, Diya poked her on her side, "Are you just going to sit there and gawk at his house or are you going to like, actually sneak in? You know, like how we planned?"
Chandni gulped, a sudden churning in her stomach making her nervous again, "Yeah, I'll go."
Silently getting up, she neared the window on the ground floor. Holding on to its lintel, she hefted herself up.
Halfway through lifting herself, she felt a tiny stone digging into her palm and that slipped her grip on the lintel.
Chandni let out a small yelp, her legs flailing in the air when Diya rolled her eyes at the sight.
When Diya went closer to help her friend, one of Chandni's flip-flops fell right on top of the former's head.
"What the fuck?!" Diya whisper-yelled but Chandni was too busy flapping her legs, "Looking like a perfect dying fish, you fucktard."
