Chapter 1

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Kiara's pov

"PAISA GAADI MEHENGA GHAR I NEED A MAN WHO CAN GIVE ME ALL THAT JEBE KHAALI FATICHAR NO NO I DON'T LOVE YOU LIKE THAT" I scream the song on top of my lungs while dancing in my not so melodious voice matching the full volume of speakers.

Mom and dad have gone to my mom's office party so I can sing the song as loud as I want to without fearing for my parents' eardrums. Hehe. Plus, dancing in living room is so much better than your own room.

"SHEILA SHEILA KI JAWA- AHHHHH" I turned around and saw someone entering my house. I threw the deodorant bottle I was using as a mic at him.

"Ouch," Karthik said? Oh, it is Karthik. "Have you gone mad?" he shouted so that he could be heard above the sound of music giving me a weird look. I paused the song.

"Firstly, stop holding your head like that. The bottle barely touched you, dramebaaz. And secondly, who gave you the keys to my house?" I asked the most obvious question.

This 5'11 guy here who is holding onto his head like a 5-year-old is Karthik Aggarwal urf dramebaaz. If not for his interest in finance he would have been a failed actor as a parallel career option. But he is also my childhood bestfriend and the guy my family trusts a little too much. Believe me it's annoying sometimes.

"Aunty gave me the key duh. Stop with the accusing tone. When you were in London, I used to be here even more than I do now. You know after all they see me as their younger child." He said flaunting his hand through his hair like he is in a movie. Long lost child of Ranveer Singh but with zero acting skills, that's what this guy is.

"You and I are the same age. Why do you keep forgetting that?"

"I am 2 months and 17 days younger than you, you old hag."

"If I keep talking to you, I might even start showing wrinkles at the age of 27," I sighed.

"Anyways, what are you here for? You ruined my favourite song," I said getting annoyed. I have never screamed a guy's name as many times as I have screamed Sheila. Lol.

"Mom has sent sweets for aunty and uncle. Where are they?" oh yes, Karthik's dad and my dad are bestfriends which made his mom and mine bestfriends and of course that used to thrust us together as kids a lot. So that is how we became bestfriends.

"Out. You know what I just realized Karthik?" he lifted his one brow as to ask what. "We all are not family friends but family bestfriends," I said laughing out loud at my own lame joke.

"HAHAHAHAHAHA you are so funny." He said in the driest tone. Bitch.

"When your girlfriends say anything which is not even near funny you go all hihihihihi heheheheh hahahaha huhuuhuhu hohohohoho. Bs ek kutte ki tarah bhaukna bachta hai," I said while making weird faces.

("Only barking like a dog is left,")

"Do it once again, I didn't record the starting part," he said while laughing and I ran after him to delete it. And we started our Tom and Jerry race again.

After what felt like hours we settled down on the sofa with ice cream bowls in our hand.

"Now, tell me have you found anyone eligible to marry you?" he asked me in a serious tone.

"Not yet, but if I don't find anyone then I'll marry you for sure," I said trying to joke about it and not wanting to think about the seriousness of the topic.

"Sure, we can't even stay 10 minutes without arguing about a little topic but a lifetime we would be able to do right," he said trying to laugh it off too.

"Oh my god, of course not. Dadu only wants to see me get married, not stay married," I said and we both laughed this time but it also reminded me that he might not even be here to see me stay married and that brought tears to my eyes.

Karthik understood it and hugged me staying silent. He knew no words could comfort me right now. I was tired of listening to it's all going to be okay. Because we all knew it wasn't.

Dadu has stage 4 cancer and doctors have given up. He has at max 6 months to live now and I have a month at max to select a guy to marry now. It is his only wish. To see one of hid granddaughters get married. I am an only child and the eldest grandchild. My father's brother has two daughters and Vedika is seven years younger than me while Gargi only being 2 years younger isn't ready to marry yet. And I can't enforce it upon her. So that leaves me.

"Hey Kiara, come back to Earth," Karthik said snapping his fingers in front of my space.

"On a serious note, Ki I will marry you if worse comes to worst," and I knew Karthik meant it too.

"And I wouldn't do that to you or to the girl you are pining for you know," and he gave me a blank look.

"Whom do you mean?" and I knew he was trying to play the dumb card or maybe he didn't want to accept it yet so I played along.

"All the aunties that go booyah over you of course," and that erased the frown on his face.

"MILF that's what they are called," he said smirking.

"Tumhe sirf MIL as in mother-in-law hi milni hai," I said ruining his imaginary future plans while he made a sad face.

("You are only going to get MIL as in mother-in-law in future,")

"Oh by the way, I am going on a date tomorrow, it's a blind date set by my mother apparently."

"And you are telling me this now?"

"Be grateful that I told you this time. I am always afraid you are going to crash my dates," I said being dramatic. Serves him right.

"Anyways," he said giving me a side eye, "Aunty is so cool yaar, ask her to set me up too. Main bhi ek bahu le aau ghar main," this guy is never going to get serious. I'll wait till she comes and makes him see some sense.

("Aunty is so cool bro, ask her to set me up too. I, too, will bring a daughter in law at home,")



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Yes, I absolutely had to bring Sheila Ki Jawaani in my book.

Paisa gaadi mehenga ghar wali line is meri manifestation technique lmao.

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