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देख के भी नहीं हो यकीं
इतनी क्यूँ है बता तू हसीं
तेरे हुस्न से ज़िन्दगी हसीं
तेरे हुस्न के आगे कोई हसीना कुछ भी नहीं
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The entire dance floor was filled with people moving in perfect sync to the infectious rhythm. They were swinging to the music, their bodies effortlessly swaying to the beats. Veer was mesmerized seeing Prisha groove to the music so effortlessly, so freely. That was the advantage of getting tipsy, it makes you forget your worries for sometime , if not forever. While she danced passionately, pouring her heart and soul into every move, Veer just stood behind her, tapping his feet occasionally, looking around, scaring away men who tried to even look in her direction. At the moment, he only wanted to protect her from the filthy eyes.
Prisha was wondering why no man was approaching her for a dance. She saw Harsh and Meera doing a couple dance on the slow music that played, immersed into each other's eyes while Diya and Sahil too were giggling and grooving to the music together. And here she was, swaying to the rhythm all alone, nevertheless, she enjoyed her own company. Lost into the rhythm, she saw a man coming towards her, a cute smile plastered on his face. Once he was close enough, she noticed that his expression turned somewhat panicky and horror-struck, looking at something behind.
"Sorry", he muttered and just ran away.
Looking behind, she saw the reason why no man was even sparing a glance at her, standing a few steps away from her.
She took clumsy steps in his direction, struggling to maintain her balance. Veer took quick strides towards her and held her by her waist before she could fall. She was too drunk now.
"I guess we should leave now !!! She seems too drunk!!", Meera said after the four of them noticed Prisha and Veer ,and walked towards them.
"You Khadoosss why don't you let me live my life ", Prisha blurted incoherently in Veer's arms trying to free herself .
"Me and Meera will drop her to her house, she will sleep off at any moment", Diya said with urgency in her tone.
"It's already late ladies, you will take atleast 45 minutes to reach your place after dropping her. Don't worry I will drop her and are you sure you both are sober, otherwise Sahil will drop you both", Harsh offered.
"Ya ya we are sober, don't worry about us and we will drop her no issues.", Meera replied.
"Guys there is no need of all this chaos, we stay in the same building remember. I am dropping her. ",he stated.
Meera and Diya looked at each other, doubt evident on their face.
"Don't worry, she is safe with me. You can trust me.", he assured them.
"Trusting you is not an issue, but trusting her is . Ye ladki kuch bhi kar sakti hai ", everyone except Veer, chuckled hearing Diya.
(This girl cannot be trusted.)
"Do not worry. Mein Sambhal Lunga "
(I will take care of her)
"Hamare sakt launde ko ye kya hogaya" , Sahil fake cried which earned him a series of glare from all of them.
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Romance"I thought you hated hugs" , I voiced out as he wrapped his arms ever so gently around me. "I still do, but hugs from you are an exception", he pulled me closer, a small smile tugging at the corner of his lips. Intrigued, I slightly tilted my head...
