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After some light banter, Meera and Arohi left the canteen. Arohi, always one for speed, was zipping through the streets on her scooter. It didn’t take long before they reached Meera’s dorm. Arohi pulled to a stop, glanced at Meera, and said, "Go grab your things, we’ll leave as soon as you’re ready."
A few minutes later, Meera reappeared with a small bag slung over her shoulder and a key dangling from her finger. Arohi, noticing the key, raised an eyebrow and asked, "What's that key for?"
Meera smiled, amused by the question. "It’s for my scooter," she explained. "I can’t always rely on you to take me places, can I? Sometimes, I need to be able to go somewhere on my own."
Arohi nodded approvingly, then both girls hopped on their scooters, heading off towards Arohi's home. Meera followed closely behind Arohi, keeping pace with her friend’s erratic driving. Suddenly, without warning, Arohi made a sharp U-turn. Meera, caught off guard by the abrupt move, lost control for a split second. Before she could steady herself, her scooter collided with a bike that had been parked haphazardly on the side of the road.
The bike tumbled over with a loud thud, and Meera’s eyes widened in panic. Arohi quickly turned her scooter around, her expression a mix of surprise and amusement. As they both stared at the fallen bike, a tall boy walked up, his eyes narrowing as he saw the scene before him. His bike had clearly been hit, and he didn’t look happy.
"What the hell did you just do?" the boy asked, his voice dripping with annoyance. "How can you hit someone's bike like that?"
Meera, still shaken by the incident, remained silent, while Arohi, always quick with a comeback, stepped forward. "Excuse me, but I think you need to see an ENT doctor," she said, her tone almost mocking.
The boy, now looking more confused than angry, replied, "I think you’re the one who needs an ENT doctor!"
Arohi, completely unbothered, smirked and turned to Meera. "See, Meera? Someone was just advising me to go see an ENT specialist. It seems he has hearing problems himself."
Meera was already feeling uncomfortable, and the tension between Arohi and the boy wasn’t helping. She looked at the boy, who was clearly frustrated, and then at Arohi, who looked ready to continue the argument. Not wanting things to escalate, Meera stepped forward and said, "I’m really sorry, bhaiya. It was an accident. We didn’t mean to hit your bike. I apologize on behalf of both of us."
The boy looked a bit taken aback by her apology, but before he could respond, Arohi shot her a look. "Why are you saying sorry? It wasn’t our fault. His bike was parked terribly, and now we’re apologizing?"
Meera shot Arohi a pleading glance, trying to avoid making the situation worse. She quickly grabbed Arohi’s arm and tried to pull her away. "Let’s just go," Meera whispered, hoping to avoid a scene.
But Arohi wasn’t ready to leave just yet. She yanked her arm free and stood her ground. "Why are you dragging me away, Meera? Just give me two minutes, and I’ll make sure his mind is back in the right place!"
Meera, exasperated, sighed. "Yes, yes, we all know you’re a tough girl. But seriously, we’re getting late. Let’s go."
Reluctantly, Arohi allowed herself to be pulled away, muttering under her breath, "I was so close to putting him in his place."
Meera rolled her eyes, but smiled nonetheless. This was just classic Arohi—bold, brash, and completely unapologetic. As they both rode off, Meera couldn’t help but feel a little relieved that the encounter had ended without further drama.
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After a short drive, the two finally reached the Agnivanshi villa—a sprawling mansion that looked even more impressive in person than Meera had imagined. The grand entrance, surrounded by lush greenery and intricate stonework, gave off a regal aura. As soon as they stepped inside, Arohi’s loud voice filled the air.
"Mumma! Papa! Dadu! Dadi! Bhaiya!" Arohi shouted, her voice echoing through the large hall. Meera stood there, looking around in awe at the opulence of the place.
Arohi’s mother hurried into the room, her face a mix of concern and curiosity. "Arohi, why are you yelling? What’s all this shouting about?"
"Wait, Mumma," Arohi said, grinning from ear to ear. "Let everyone come, and I’ll explain everything!"
Soon enough, the rest of the family gathered in the hall—her father, grandparents, and finally, her brother. Her father, always calm and collected, looked at Arohi and asked, "What’s going on, Aru?"
Arohi bounced with excitement. "Papa, you remember I told you about my best friend, Meera? Well, she’s going to stay with us until Bhaiya’s engagement! And now she’s here! So let’s get on with the introductions!" She spoke so quickly that she barely took a breath between sentences.
Her brother, Abhimanyu, who had been standing quietly, chuckled. "Maybe you should take a breath first, Aru."
Arohi, not missing a beat, nodded and said, "Okay! First up, Dadu!" She turned to her grandfather, beaming. "Dadu, this is my beautiful Meera—Meera Rajput, my one and only bestest friend. And Meera, meet my dadu—the most handsome man in this house!"
Dadu smiled warmly at Meera, who returned the smile, a little shyly.
Next, Arohi turned to her grandmother. "And this is Dadi! Meera, meet Dadi—the best grandmother in the whole wide world!"
Dadi waved at Meera, her eyes twinkling. "Such a sweet girl," she said softly.
Arohi then moved on to her mother, hugging her tightly. "And of course, this is my mumma. But you two already met, so no introductions needed."
Finally, she pointed to her father. "And this is my papa! Meera, meet Papa—the second most handsome man in the house," she said with a wink. "And Papa, meet Meera—the most beautiful and sweetest person I’ve ever met."
Meera blushed at the compliment as her father gave her a welcoming nod.
Just then, Abhimanyu cleared his throat to get their attention. Arohi turned to him and said, "Oh, I almost forgot about you! Bhaiya, this is Meera—my bestest friend ever! And Meera, this is Bhaiya—my first brother and the most annoying person you’ll ever meet!"
Abhimanyu smiled, shaking his head at his sister’s antics.
"Alright, now that introductions are done, you both should go freshen up. We’ll have lunch together in a bit," Arohi’s mother said. "Meera, I hope you’re okay sharing a room with Arohi for now. I’ll get your room ready soon."
Meera smiled politely. "That’s no problem at all, Aunty. I’m fine with it."
With that, Arohi grabbed Meera’s hand, dragging her towards her room. "Come on! Let’s get you settled in."
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