"Appne khana khaya?" (Did you eat?) I politely asked Adi, "App is a new word to hear from you, but no, I haven't." Nanda replied while loading my luggage into his car's trunk. "Abbe maine tumse nhu pucha mai tho..." (I wasn't asking you that; I was asking...) I said while I looked at Adi, "Hnn hnn bas appne pathi bare mai hi, tho jana hai tumhe, hum hai hi kon." (Yeh, you only want to know about your husband, na; who am I even?)
'Arre ye kya, mtlb ke kuch bhi? Mai ne isse issiliye pucha kyunki agar inhone nhi khaya, tho tum ne bhi nhi khaya hoga na, iss mei naraz hone ka kya bat, tho adi ji appne ne khana khaya." (What is this, like anything? I asked him because if he didn't eat, you wouldn't have eaten either. what is there to be upset about? So did you eat?) I lied, trying to hide the fact that I was worried about Adi. It's not like I'm not worried for Nanda; it's just that- I love Adi, so that's why I was worried for him the most.
"Hnn hnn, mei naraz nhi hu yrr mai tho bas tumhe ched rha tha" (I'm not upset, I was just teasing), he said as he frowned. "Abbe usse mat chedo yrr"(don't tease her, yrr). Adi whispered to Nanda, "Hnn, hnn, if I tease her, you will get na, but you know what? I will still tease her." Nanda teasingly whispered back. "What are you both brothers whispering to each other about?" I asked them, raising one of my eyebrows, "Ahm.. nothing, Navaniya; we aren't talking about anything; we were just simply." Adi said in a not-convincing tone, "You sure?" I asked, still with my eyebrow raised.
"Hann Navaniya." Adi said in a calm tone, "Tho khaya?" I asked, putting one hand on my stomach. "Nahi, yrr," Nanda said. "But I'm hungry," Adi said, I guess spotting my hand in my stomach. "Then let's go eat, because the majority wins," I said happily. "Hnn hnn meri maa chal abb bhol, what do you want to eat?" Nanda asked, "Kuch bhi jo Delhi ka best ho." (Whatever it is, it should be Delhi's best.) "Acha fir, then let's go there; that's ok, na bhaiya." Nanda asked, looking at his brother.
"I guess you guys carry on. I will join you guys later, or else maybe don't even wait for me. I have something important to do, and Nanda tell Maa that I have something to do; that's why I would be late," Adi said as hurriedly as if the world was going to end if he didn't go now. "But, Bhaiya, what about Navaniya?" Nanda said it in a worried voice. "Nanda, take care of her," Adi said hurriedly. "But bhaiya—" "No buts, Nanda," Adi interrupted. "And take care, La Mia Dipendenza," he said lovingly, I guess, looking at me. "Huh, hu-h Whose is that for?" He just left without even listening to me.
"Is it your nickname, Nanda?" I inquired, "What?" "Kuch lapantiza ya fir ese kuch." "Bhol kya kah rhi hai thu?" He asked as if I had gone nuts. "Arre chodo," "Hmm," "Chalo kuch khathe hai." I said, because I was so hungry, "Hnn tumhe kya khane hai?" He inquired, "Kuch khas nhi kyunki, I'm so tired ki mujhe kuch khane hai aur uske—bbat soni hai." I said, yawning.
"Hmm, get inside." He said, "Hmm." We both got inside the car and said, "How are you, bacha? Are you okay? Has anything happened recently?" Nanda said, looking straight into the road, "No, yrr, kuch nhi hua, but hone wale hai' (No, nothing happened but is going to happen). I said bluntly, "Kya hone wale hai?" (What is going to happen?) Nanda asked, diverting his gaze to me for a while and looking back. "A lot," I said sleepily.
"Hmm, would you be able to handle it?" He asked, concerned, "I don't know Nandu." I don't know if everything is in a well-settled, messy way. I don't know if everything is okay or if everything is messed up. I don't know, Nanda," I said while I looked outside the window with my eyes tearing up. "It's okay, bacha. sort out your thoughts slowly, slowly, then it would be okay, okay?" He said, calming me down, "Okay, so how is your life going on?" I asked him, wiping my tears away.
"You know my crush, na, she is getting married to one of the person who is close to me," he said in a low tone. "Does that close person of yours know that girl is your crush?" "No," he immediately said, "he doesn't." "Then why don't you tell him?" I inquired, "If I say this to him, he will break the marriage immediately." Nanda said, "Then why don't you tell him that it's your crush on him?" "Because she also likes him the same way you love my brother." He said, as if he were so hurt, "Arre, how can you compare me with that girl? I indeed love your brother, but I don't know if I love your brother more or less than that girl loving that guy," I said, trying to explain, "Whatever comes, let's go and eat." "Hmm."
Nanda parked the car, and we got out.
This is what we ate.
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We both ate without even saying a word. "I will pay," Nanda said. "Hmm, I will treat you later," I said in a low voice because I was sleepy. "No need for that," he said immediately. "Hmm."
We both entered the car. The ride was silent as well. "You have reached it," Nanda said. "Nandu, could you please bring my luggage into my apartment?" I said it in a low voice because it was as if I could pass out at any movement. "Hmm." With that, I went inside
Nanda's pov:
In the room, I took a glass and poured some dry whiskey into it. I was sitting on the corner of my bed, looking outside, crying, and thinking of the person whom he loved the most in this universe, Navaniya. Yes, I love Navaniya. I love her a lot—a lot more than you can even think. I met her 4-5 years ago on Instagram. At first, we weren't very close, but slowly, we started getting close. For her, I was just her friend, or maybe a person to share her feelings with—a person who understood her, a person who never judged her—but for me, was she the same? No, I didn't think of her the same way, like I loved her but had no negative thoughts; it was just love, just love, but I was never confident enough to go confess to her, and that is why today I'm in a state where I would have to see the only girl I loved going to get married to my brother.
I'm sure if I said this to Bhaiya, he would break this marriage, but would I? As you know, I won't! If I dared to say this to my brother, then I guess a bit less of it is only required to confess my feelings to Navaniya. But I'm such a fool that I'm doing nothing. I don't know why I'm being such a coward. I know I shouldn't be because nothing is going to happen if I confess; maybe I'm just scared of her rejection. But now nothing matters because she is in love with my brother and I have been friend-zoned by her already, and now nothing can change this. If I had confessed to her back then, it would have been me and her, but no, I had to be a coward and decided not to confess and wait till she got out of college. Now, see what happened.
My brother got my love. Should I just break off their wedding? Nhi nhi, she is happy with this marriage. How can I ruin her happiness? But what about mine? By now, I was completely broken down by what was happening to me, and the negative thoughts were haunting me. I don't know what is right and what is wrong. The alcohol slowly started to take me down, and I was no longer who I was; I was a whole different person now. What I wanted was just my love, Navaniya, no matter how, but is what I'm doing right? No, it isn't what I'm doing, even after knowing. What should I even do? Everything is hard. If I did something and broke this marriage, she would be sad and upset, and if, due to this, she somehow got to know that I was the reason, I'm sure she would be sad. But even if I try to prove my love for her now, it won't do any good because she herself agreed to this marriage, and I am sure soon enough we will go to Kerala . to ask her hand for marriage.
All these thoughts were haunting, and I also didn't know when I fell asleep in my thoughts of Navaniya, but today was different because, unlike other days, I wasn't thinking of being close to me; I wasn't thinking of us marrying each other; I wasn't even thinking of playing with our kids; instead, I was thinking of her marrying another man, and she did it by shattering all my dreams of her.
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Now we got to see that there was some crushy things so what do you think nanda should do now
So why did adi rush out?
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