Life is a rollercoaster of unexpected twists and turns, where surprises await around every corner. He never anticipated falling deeply in love with her, but fate had other plans. A chance encounter, led to a spontaneous marriage, with no strings att...
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It was a lazy Monday afternoon, and she was completely absorbed in the romantic book she was reading. With elegance, she flipped through the pages, her eyes scanning the lines of text with great interest. But her focus was suddenly disrupted when the door swung open, and a girl with a sorrowful expression entered the room.
She looked towards the gloomy figure who silently comes and sits besides her. The person hugs her and she spoke
???: kya hua saumya Aaj toh Teri date thi na, kaisi gai
Saumya didn't replied anything and sighed
Saumya: sab gobar ho gaya...yn
Yn, frowned while keeping the book on the table
Yn: kya hua bata toh... khili khili gai thi yaha se or waha se murjha ke aai hai.
Saumya: BC larka double date kar raha tha..
Yn: kya mtlb?
Saumya: tujhe pata hai jis bande ke sath meri date thi wo bande ki ek gf pehle se hi thi.
Yn: huh?
Saumya: haa aur toh aur saale me akar itni thi ki jaise poore duniya me Sharif or smart wahi ho.
Yn: par tujhe pata kaise chala ki uski ek gf hai
Saumya: are wo khud ko excuse kar ke gaya washroom aur uska phone yahi pe reh gaya, Mai coffee pi Rahi thi ki achanak se uska phone ring karta hai. Casually Mai peek karti hu phone me toh Jaan naam se caller ID show kar Raha tha. Bas phir kya mere instinction ne turant kick in Kiya aur Maine call utha li.
Yn: phir?
Saumya: us taraf se awaz aati hai, "darling aaj kon si wali lingerie pehnu"
Yn: *gasped* haye raam
Saumya: Mai ekdum se shocked or confused ho gai or Maine pucha ki aap kaun hai toh usne pucha ki Mai kaun hu, ye toh mayank ka number hai. Toh maine bol Diya ki Mai mayank ki date hu. Tab Tak me wo chutiya mayank bhi aa jata hai aur mere hath se phone Chin leta hai. Mai gusse se use dekhti hu or apne seat se uth ke ek chamat lagate hue nikal jaati hu.
Yn: bas?
Saumya: ha toh aur kya karna tha
Yn: bada harami insaan tha
Saumya: Hai na, can't believe maine do ghante waste kar diye ready hone me for the person who turns out to be chutiya.
Yn: koi na..at least waqt rehte pata toh chal Gaya
Saumya: sahi kaha warna Mai toh bewakoof bann hi jaati
Yn: Khair wo sab chor, maine lunch bana Diya hai ab mai jaati hu Ghar.
Saumya: Ghar nahi jahanamm bolo usko
Yn: saumya..
She glares at her while Saumya rolls her eyes
Saumya: kya galat bola, tere Chacha chacchi tujhe mistreat karte hai yn, tujhe taane dete hai, kaam karwate hai naukro ki Tarah
Yn: aisa nahi bolte saumya, unhone hi toh mujhe panah di mom dad ke gujar jaane ke baad warna Aaj Mai kaha hoti kya hi pata..aur Ghar ke kaam karne se koi naukar toh nahi ho jaata hai na? Ha thode strict hai lekin jaise bhi hai, hai toh mere Guardian na..
Saumya: yaar agar tere ko agar false scenario me rakhna hai toh khud ko rakh, meko Matt sikha, kitna guardianship nibhate hai tere Chacha chacchi dikh hi jaata hai...
Yn: chalo phir Mai chalti hu hmm, shaam ko milte hai
She spoke while taking her purse and wearing her sandles
Saumya: okayy bye
Yn: byee
She comes out from the apartment and starts walking towards her house. She was looking at her surroundings with a smile on her face
She has a keen eye for detail and a habit of observing everything around her. With a curious mind, she takes mental note of the things she sees, from the smallest nuances in people's behavior to the intricate patterns on a leaf.
Her observant nature allows her to absorb her surroundings, and she often finds herself lost in thought, processing the vast array of information she's collected.
she reaches inside her house when she felt a tight slap across her face
???: ab aayi hai maharani huh...
Yn looks towards the owner of the voice who was none other than her aunt Kiran
Yn: sorry Chachi...t-thoda late ho gai..wo saumya-
Kiran: mujhe nhai sunna tu kyu late Hui bas kaan khol ke sun le agli baar se late nahi hona warna Ghar se nikal dege, kitna kaam para hai kitchen me jaao jaake jaldi poora Karo.
Yn: ji Chachi..
Saying this Kiran leaves the place while yn looks away controlling her emotions
Yn's thought: it's ok yn, don't cry just be careful from next time....
Giving herself assurance, she exchanges her sandal with slippers and goes straight towards the kitchen
Her life had been a constant struggle, a never-ending cycle of challenges and hardships..
But things were about to take a dramatic turn, one where her struggles would slowly begin to fade away, getting replaced by a sense of purpose and belonging.
- to be continued
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