Ishqi Rao is a 24-year-old girl, who always carries her heart on her sleeve and right now she is on a mission. Mission to visit Jaipur, for her ex's wedding and break off the very same wedding. Why? Because she believes her ex still loves her and I...
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"What the hell?", Jiya shouts from other end of the call, making me hiss. God! She is gonna make a hole in my ear because of her loud voice."I thought you were kidding, when you said you are going to Coorg ".
"Well, I am definitely not, because right now I am at a airport standing in a line of cafe, waiting for my flight " I tell her and settle the phone between my ear and shoulder, while searching my tote bag for my airdrops.
"I can't believe you are actually going there. What if mom gets to know?" , she questions, getting worried for no reason.
I can't help but sigh at her scary cat nature , "And how will she know? You are the only one who knows this and if you will not tell her then who else will?"
I fumble through my things, trying to get them but fail to do so. Just why do I have to keep so many useless things in my bag. Suddenly someone pushes me and I look behind to find a man giving me a angry stare.
"Hello. Sambhalke" I tell him as politely as I could manage with all the frustration in my bones.
"Ha to tum bhi line par dhyan do na bich me putale ki tarah khadi mat raho",(Then pay attention on the line, instead of standing like a statue) he says rudely making me look at him with wide eyes.
I think of giving him an answer but select otherwise and move forward in the line.
"What happened?" My younger sister asks from the other end.
"Nothing yaar, just some rude man.", I take my phone back in my hand, ditching the idea of finding airdrops and continue, " Anyway, I will talk to you later and tu please dhyaan rakh ki ma ko pata na chale" ( And Make sure mom doesn't get to know about this)
"No way, listen..", she tries to speak but I cut the call, knowing very well that she is gonna give me a lecture, which I am not interested in listening.I keep the phone back in my bag and finally it's my turn in the cue.
"What's your name", the cute boy at the order counter, asks with a bored expression on his face which makes him less cuter.
"It's Ishqi"
"Okay, Ishq it is" , he says with same bored expression and starts to type.
"It's not Ishq it's Ishqi", I try to correct him but he just gives me a blank stare."Okay, your order?"
God! Why is he like this? Anyway, I ignore him and start to tell my order.
"A classic chicken burger, an egg wrap and......", I drag my words while looking at the menu on the side of counter, to decide which drink I should order when the man behind me pushes me again. This time more harshly which results in me tripping on my own leg. I try to hold the counter but fail and my ass is about to kiss the ground when a strong arm wraps around my waist. I peek through my eyes, which I don't know when I closed and they clash with a beautiful pair of hazel ones.
