Dedication : To all the girls out there who're looking for a men who loves in the day and fucks at the night with the same passion....
Divya...., A girl who is like a butterfly.
Free spirited, indipendent,lovely and pretty butterfly with her beautif...
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It's been 3 days since I came back home. And I already wanna go back. Well you wouldn't know. Typical asian household dramas.
The first day after i came back was as chaotic as ever.
Flashback....
I was in my room studying some assignments. My mom called me out in the kitchen. So I went to her. "Divya khane me kya banau Aaj?"she asked. "Paneer banalo" i replied craving paneer. " To paneer le aa fir" mom said so I went to the nearby general Store and bought paneer. And gave it to her. "Ye lo maa" i said and started going back to my room when my mom again said. "Beta namak bhi khatam sa hai wo bhi le aana to" . I looked at her and thaught in my mind. "Ek sath hi bol dete". So I went to take namak again.
(What should I make in food?) (Make paneer) (Then go and buy paneer) (Here take it) (We are out of salt too go buy salt too)
After that in the afternoon my mom again called me. "Divya zara mera phone le aaiyo to" she said and I went to get her phone. "Ye lo" I gave it to her and started going back in my room. "Chashma bhi leti aa"she said again. "Chashma Kahan hai?" I asked. "Jahan se phone layi hai wahi pada hai" she said. And again I thaught in my mind. "Ek sath hi bol dete".
(Divya bring me my phone) (Here) (Bring my spectacles too) (Where are your spectacles?) (They're there where you bought my phone from)
At night my mom called me again. "Beta Pani le aa to Zara" I went and gave her the water. "Ye lo". "Garam kar la na Mera gala choke ho rha hai" she said and I went and boiled the water and took it out to her . I gave it to her when I was about to go back to my room. My dad said "ek glass mere lie bhi le aaiyo garam karke". I looked at my father. "Yaar papa ek sath hi bol dia Karo na" i voiced out my thoughts this time. "Kyu?tu thak gyi?" My mom said. "Nai wo-" i was about to say but my mom cut me off. "Kya ho gya Jo do baar Pani manga lia Terese to?" She said and now I'm speechless.
(Bring me some water) (Here) (Boil it for me my throat is choke) (Bring me some boiled water too) (Dad,you should have told me all together na) (Why?you're tired?) (What happened if we told you to bring two glass of water?)
Flashback ends.
Second day was even more chaotic guys.
Next flashback starts.
I was boiling milk but it overflowed. Now I'm cleaning up the mess. My mom came. "Kya saaf kar rhi hai?". She asked and I got a little scared. "Mummy wo-" i was about to defend myself. "Nikal dia dudh?" She said "Mummy ek second ke lie mene udhar dekha dudh nikal gya" i said trying my very best to convince her. "Do minute dudh pe dhyan nai de sakti thi? 200 rupay ka dudh nikal dia" she said grabbing her head in her palms. "Baat peso ki bhi nai hai baat to teri laparwahi ki hai." She said still irritated. "Mummy sorry abse dhyan rakhungi" i said. "Ab tere dhyan rakhne se wo 200 reupey wapas to nahi aa jayenge na" she retorted.
