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{"Iss chahat mein marr jaaunga, Main phir bhi tumko chahunga" - Phir Bhi Tumko Chahunga (Half Girlfriend)}
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PRISHA'S POV
Huffffff what a hectic day it was! College really does tire me! I took a deep breath and gulped down a glass of water, i sat down over the bed.
Today i feel content enough to know that Maan is the person i would be grateful to spend my life with. I am not confused over my feelings, nor do i doubt if I love him or not. I know THAT I LOVE HIM. I am not hopelessly in love with him, i am hopefully in love with him.
Today's the day I'll be confessing my love for him. He has the right to know how madly deeply and senselessly i am in love with him. I love him. I love him. I love him. And I'll never be tired of saying this.
I got up from the bed and walked over the wardrobe, taking out a red coloured saree, after doing so i walked inside of the bathroom and took a long shower.
Coming out of the shower I wore the saree, wore my favourite jhumka and matching glass bangles. Being done with it, i sat in front of the mirror and took a hold of my makeup supplies. I, for the first time wore a very bright red lipstick.
I was done doing my makeup. I wore my mangalsutra and took the sindur daan in my hands, (bottle of vermillion), i was about to apply it but unfortunately it slipped off my palms, making it scatter all over the floor.
I widened my eyes looking at the floor, i bent over and started collecting the scattered vermilion, once Sneha di told me that it's a sign of a bad omen, i kept a palm over my heart and silently prayed to God for everyone's safety. To calm my racing thoughts i started thinking about something else.
Well it's been 3 months since we visited Shimla, hayeeee kitna pyara tha udhar sab, thinking about this I took a hold over my phone.
I opened my phone, and took a look at the notifications, I saw about 4-5 notifications and none of it was from Maan. I was about to text Maan before i could, my phone rang, displaying "Bhai 💗" over the screen.
I smiled and answered it, it's been almost a week , since i last had a conversation with Bhai.
"Hello?" I said as soon as i answered the call.
"Hii mera baccha! Kaisi hai?" Bhai asked in his usual calm tone.
"Jii Bhai hum toh bohot acche hein, aap sunaiye ? Aap kaise hein? Maa aur baba kaise hein?" I bombarded him with tons of questions.
"Shant meri rail gaadi, shant. Hum sab bohot acche hein, par...." Bhai took a pause while I waited for him to complete his sentence, but on the other side I got nothing but silence.
"Boliye na bhai? Hume chinta ho Rahi hai" I exclaimed as i felt my heartbeat race faster.
"Voh-" he took a collective pause while here I felt my heart coming out of its ribcage.
"Bolen na bhai!!" I pleaded helplessly.
"Sneha vapas aa gayi" Bhai enclosed the factor making me somewhat anxious.
"Aur?" I asked lowly, merely a meek whisper.
"Voh- Ba-ba" i felt bhai's voice break up a little making me even more anxious than I was before.
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