Nayab, a brilliant and meticulous MBBS student, possesses a mind built for calculations and precision. Her dreams are set on excelling in her medical career, leaving no room for frivolities or romantic distractions. Meanwhile, Danish, a vivacious an...
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Nayab came forward and dipped both her hands in the bowl of haldi paste. Then with a giggle, she smeared it on Simran's cheeks. Hands and legs followed.
"That's enough." Simran cried in joy.
Nayab laughed out loud before smudging some more turmeric on her face before turning towards Angad.
"Haldi Mubarak, Angad Sahab." Nayab wished him.
He took his already haldi filled hands and swept it across her cheek. "Aapko bhi apni best friend ki haldi mubarak."
Before Nayab could process that, Simran had picked up a handful of that paste and was attacking Nayab with it.
"I thought it was your function." Nayab pouted while looking down at the beautiful white suit she had worn turned all yellow.
It was someone else's turn to apply the paste on the couple, so Nayab stepped back. Danish was standing there, chuckling at her state.
She stopped wiping her face with her dupatta and narrowed her eyes at him. "I am glad I can serve as amusement to you." Sarcasm dripped from her.
"Oh, darling, you are also a great source of entertainment for me." He teased her further.
She glared at him before continuing to clean her face.
"Oh, you missed a spot." He pointed towards her face and brought his hand forward. But instead of cleaning anything, he just smudged some more haldi on her nose.
"Danish," She whined.
He laughed out loud before making a beeline towards Catherine, who was calling him.
She shook her head before a faint smile appeared on her lips.
"Hey," He called out from a distance. He was still walking towards where Catherine was, but he was walking backwards with his face towards Nayab. "We're still going, right?"
"Well, I should refuse after you cruelly put haldi on me. But because I've a big heart, I won't say no." She smirked.
He giggled, followed by a wink before turning around and jogging away.
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Simran walked out of the shower after almost an hour. All that haldi was not easy to scrub off. In the room, she found Nayab putting her hair in a ponytail. She quickly scanned her outfit. A white top with balloon sleeves along with a white mini skirt, and a printed scarf around the waist to break the monotony of the dress.
Simran whistled. "Somebody is ready for their first date."
While combing her hair, Nayab rolled her eyes. "It is not a date, we're just going sightseeing."
"Sounds like a date to me." Simran retorted. "And I'm sure he feels the same way."
Nayab didn't bother replying. Making sure she had everything in her sling bag, she left the room.
