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Hurricane warning leaves India stranded in Barbados after World Cup triumph
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I sat in my hotel's room, staring blankly at the news while the reporter repeated in his irritating voice,"hurricane Beryl leaves India stranded in Barbados after a glorious win."
So what am I supposed to do? Dance? Jump into the ocean to stop the natural calamity and say,"hey hey Mr.Beryl, please come later. The Men in Blue are supposed to go home."
I was irritated! And I mean IRRITATED TO THE CORE! I love monsoon, well not more than Dityashri, but I hate hurricane monsoon now. I hate the entire hurricane thing. Our flight got cancelled due to it and now I have to answer Rishabh's stupid questions if he decides to check on me by any chance. But hopefully he won't, since he's busy with the celebration and all.
Dityashri has vanished somewhere, maybe she has already jumped into the ocean to make way for the Indian team to pass, specially Hardik to pass on. I wonder, if he was a merman, she would have turned herself into a mermaid for him? Then there wouldn't have been any taboo if they had a relationship. In that case they could do the deed and have a kid. Nice!
On a second thought, not nice. Imagine a kid with no brain like Hardik or excessive brain like Shri? Or maybe fusion of Hardik's look and behaviour like my sister? And with that, fins like a fish! No! Such a strange creature that would be. But that thing would be good-looking for sure. That would have been the only positive thing about it, and the other positive thing would have been that I would be it's maternal aunt. The great Drishti Kharbanda!
Just when I had started imagining the appearance of the never possible kid of my sister and that dark orangutan, a loud knock came from the door, rather, someone was banging on it. Don't tell me Beryl can knock as well! I haven't seen a hurricane before.
I walked up lazily and opened it to find him standing there with his usual mischievous look.
"Mr.Rishabh Pant! What brings you here?"I asked while rolling my eyes and pretending to be not so happy to see him, while internally I felt like hugging him to death by squishing the life out of him. He's such a teddy bear!
