Once Upon A Wedding

|twenty eight|

Yes. I removed the chapter names. 🙂 Yaar ache names aa hi nahi rahe the..
Anyway here is another chapter!

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"OH MY GOD! MEZA YOU ARE FAMOUS!" Ahaan shrieked like he saw a girl naked for the first time, making me pull out of my thoughts.

I realized my mouth was open for a while and coughed a little to spit out mosquitoes if any. I was terrified.

Whoever wrote this, they have a personal vendetta against me. No one would be so cruel!

Sharp fucking claws?

Masoom shakal par na jaye?

Ek baar haath lag Jaye mere ye langoor, Saari masoomiyat ka Bharta banakar uski ke mu dalungi!

My face was red, anger and embarrassment bursting within me. How could they do this to me?

Was it Dad who ordered to paste it?

If he did, in such a creative way!

I couldn't for the life of me remember having any publisher cross my path and I had made their day horrible that he/she had decided to make a cartoon out of myself.

Why on earth were pigtails edited on my head?

"Y-ou look like a-a pig!" Ahaan burst out laughing, hiccupping and wheezing at the same time.

His face was now completely red while he was on the brink of passing out. I could picture his last brain cells dancing on Hacoona matata before they burst for the worst.

"Well. Thank you" I glared. Scoffing at the poster, I marched towards it and ripped it out of the wall. My gaze burnt on the paper and I patiently waited for it to burn.

Goddamn paper!

"Oops! You are there too!" I turned at Ahaan's voice and found him on the end of the pavement. I panicked for a moment, seeing him that far when he swayed a little, rocking back. I rushed to him and glanced at the poster he was pointing at.

He was drunk. Not illiterate. It was indeed the same poster. Goodness.

I ripped it off again, and Ahaan started squealing excitedly.

"My wife is famous! She is there-" he pointed to the opposite side of the road and found the same poster. "-and there! There there!"

Ahaan clapped loudly while my eyes were bulging out of my sockets seeing the walls around us completely covered in posters of my beautiful face.

"What the fuck!" I cried out, my knees wobbling as I twirled around and all I saw was me.

"Hey! Mister! Look at my wife!" Ahaan raised his arm, jumping on the ground and calling out to someone.

I immediately followed his gaze and saw two men on the other side of the road, passing by with cigarettes shoved in their mouths.

I jumped at Ahaan, shutting his mouth by the palm of my hand. Ahaan protested, but his intoxicated state helped me ease him. Grabbing his arm, I immediately started dragging him.

"Hey!-Let them see how famous you are!" Ahaan shrieked, fighting against me while a sudden energy surged in him.

"Hey stop! Is that her!?" A deep voice, probably from one of the men came, making me freeze.

"Wow! The reward is 5 crores! IS THAT REALLY HER!?" The men shrieked and I jumped in my place. I took deep breaths, looking around my surroundings only to find the trees and broken streetlights laughing at me. It was late and the houses were like dead. I was alone with a drunkard and two money-hungry jerks.