Rishabala One Shot Story Collections II

A Little Bit Of Trick & A Little Bit Of Love

Hello everyone.

Thanks to all for voting and commenting on the previous story.

Actually, I was writing another story when I got the idea for this story. So, I thought why not get it out of my head and write this short story. This story is inspired from the synopsis of one M&B book, though this story doesn't fall under the M&B series.

Regarding the logic in this story...

Finally, I am here with my bimbo heroine!

Word Count 5302

That day started off like any other.

I had woken up in the morning. Got a shower. Had breakfast with my parents while irritating my mother. Then I had gone to the flat opposite mine. Then things had changed forever.

I am Madhubala Malik. The pampered and spoiled, only daughter of my parents. My parents world revolved around me as I was their only daughter.

I had a very good and blessed life. I had my parents and then a second set of parents with Mohan Uncle and Radha Aunty.

They lived in the flat opposite to ours, with their only son, Rishabh.

Rishabh is elder to me by 5 years, but still we were friends. We were even best friends, if you could say that. We grew up together because we have been living in the same apartment building since birth. So, we have known each other since I was born.

Though the 5 year age gap gave him an added advantage, so he did bully me a lot. He have an opinion to everything regarding me. And he never hesitated to tell it, and my parents supported him always. Which drove me mad at times.

Not just my parents, now people all around us supported him and followed his saying, because he is touted to be the next big millionaire or billionaire or whatever. I don't know. I really didn't care about that.

What I cared about is his i-am-always-right attitude. I hated it. Because he is rarely right. I am the one who is always right. But does that stop him? No. He has to give his two cents on everything. Including about my friends.