Chapter 11

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Haan haan pata hai been more than two weeks since I updated

Very unprofessional boooooo pata hai pata hai

Koi bhi tamatar phek ke nahi marega.

Mere pitashri subah 4 baje room mei aake mujhe walk ke naam pe jogging pe leke jaate hai ༎ຶ⁠‿⁠༎ຶ just because unhe partner chahiye...Mai toh soti hoon 2 baje ༎ຶ⁠‿⁠༎ຶ Kal voh uthane aaye Mai 5 mins kehke wapas so gayi but he was so adamant kitchen se pani leke aaye made me drink water phir did not budge till there was no amount of sleep in my eyes. Phir kya kal din mei 1 baje I slept and woke up around 5 ༎ຶ⁠‿⁠༎ຶ and he says 10 baje se so rhi ho ༎ຶ⁠‿⁠༎ຶ aur aaj cooking partner chahiye tha unko guess who was the prey? Though zyada kuch work kiya nahi maine hehehe ୧⁠|⁠ ͡⁠ᵔ⁠ ⁠﹏⁠ ͡⁠ᵔ⁠ ⁠|⁠୨

 Phir kya kal din mei 1 baje I slept and woke up around 5 ༎ຶ⁠‿⁠༎ຶ and he says 10 baje se so rhi ho ༎ຶ⁠‿⁠༎ຶ aur aaj cooking partner chahiye tha unko guess who was the prey? Though zyada kuch work kiya nahi maine hehehe ୧⁠|⁠ ͡⁠ᵔ⁠ ⁠﹏⁠ ͡⁠ᵔ⁠ ⁠|⁠୨

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I enter inside the mansion not in a good mood obviously because of that Gulati guy

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I enter inside the mansion not in a good mood obviously because of that Gulati guy.

Why is this world full of flirty assholes?

I want nothing but to punch him, I don't know why? May be because he is a dimwit?

Kisi din mil gaya na yeh Gulati bohot pitega mujhse aankhe nikal ke gotiya khelun— okay that's enough.

(The day I find this Gulati, he is going get badly beaten up by me, I'll play marbles with his eyeballs— okay that's enough)

"Bhai," Halting on my place I notice my brother dearest, leaning on the wall looking at me with mischief filled eyes and a smirk attached to his face.

Not again.

"Haan bol," I reply, uninterested, my eyes blank as well as as my tone.

(Yes)

He folds his arms around his chest raking his calculative yet mischief filled gaze on me.

What's going inside that thick skull of his?

"Kahan se aa rahe ho?" He asks as I free, all of a sudden Vrinda's face flashed in my mind and I feel both the sides of my lips twitching upwards, though I clear my throat to prevent myself from smiling.

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