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𝗦𝗵𝗶𝘃𝗮𝗻𝗸'𝘀 𝗣𝗢𝗩

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𝗦𝗵𝗶𝘃𝗮𝗻𝗸'𝘀 𝗣𝗢𝗩

Taking in a deep breath I rang the bell at house number 104

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Taking in a deep breath I rang the bell at house number 104. I hope they don’t think of me as a creep.

The boy opened the door and looked surprised when he saw me, “Hey?” He confusedly asked.

“Hi, I am Shivank  Kashyup.” I extended my hand and he shook my hand smiling when his girl also came and stood by his side.

He hugged her and spoke, “Myself Manav Sehgal, and this is my wife Unnati. And, um, this is Shivank  Kashyup,” he introduced us, and she smiled and shook my hand too and then quickly I handed over the cover that I got for them.

“Yeh aap log ke liye hai. Thank you for helping me. Mai bahut tension mein tha,” Unnati took the cover and checked it, giving a surprising look to manav.

“Woh mujhe nahi pata tha aapko kaunsa chocolate aur kaunsa ice cream pasand hai. Mai meri wife Vaani ke liye le raha tha, toh socha aap log ko bhi thank you bol du.”

Unnati smiled, keeping her hand on her heart, “Awww, thank you so much, Shivank . And please, kal tumhe aur tumhari wife ko humare saath lunch par chalna hoga.”

“Arre nahi, nahi, Unnati. Uski koi zarurat nahi,* I replied, instantly declining.

“Arre, aise kaise nahi yaar? Tune mujhe itni badi ladai hone se bachai yeh laakar,” Manav meekly spoke, and Unnati slightly punched him jokingly, and spoke, “Yeh aise he mujhe chedte rehta hai.”

“Arre, ditto same mai aur meri Vaani,” I smiled at them, remembering our bond.

“Mujhe bhi milna hai aapki Vaani se, please,” Unnati pleaded, making a cute face. Not that kind of cute like little sister wala cute.

“Aap bahut khush hogi meri Vaani se milke. 100 takka,” I said.

“Fir kal done hai, Bhai. Humara lunch,” Manav forwarding his hand for a hand shake. “Haan, please, maana mat karo na, Shivank  bhai,” Unnati said, pouting and hugging Manav's arm.

I smiled and shook Manav's hand. “Thik hai, ab behn ne kehdiya hai na, done... chalo ab main chalta hu.”

We exchanged numbers, and then I bid them goodbye.

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