I know This 70% of people have Already Seen Kgf but have you ever wondered after Reena and The ending scene of Rocky is there any chance of something good to happen???... Obviously Nooo but today Your Author have Decided it to craft it in her way by...
Aaria woke up early, the early morning sunshine filtering through the curtains in her room. She stretched and got out of bed, her mind still full of thoughts from the previous day.
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She took Shower and Changed into blue Saree before walking out of her room, heading towards the kitchen to make coffee.
As she entered the kitchen, she was surprised to find Mishthi already there, standing near the counter, trying to make dosa.
Mishthi looked up as Aaria entered, a sheepish smile on her face.
“Morning.” She greeted.
Aaria smiled at her. "Morning Misthu. Trying to learn how to make dosa?’
Mishthi sighed “Trying and failing...”
she grumbled, gesturing at the lump of batter in the pan that was decidedly not turning into a dosa.
Aaira chuckled, walking over to her. “Here, let me help you. It’s not that easy, you have to be gentle with the batter...”
Mishthi stepped back, watching Aaria take over the task with practiced ease. She observed as Aaria poured a small amount of batter into the pan, spreading it thinly with a flick of her wrist.
Soon, a perfect, golden brown dosa was ready. Aaria slid it onto a plate before turning back to Mishthi.
"See? It's not that hard."
Mishthi’s eyes widened, her face filled with a mixture of admiration and envy.
“Wow, you make it look so easy. I can't even make one dosa without messing it up.”
Aaria chuckled, patting her on the shoulder.
“It’s just practice, Misthu. You'll get the hang of it. Besides, When I'm here you don't need to do this and cooking isn’t also not your strong suit, is it?”
Mishthi made a face, nodding in agreement. “Yeah, I’m better at demolishing dishes than making them.”
She spoke as they both laugh and same time making more.
As they continued to cook, Mishthi glanced over at Aaria, a curious look in her eyes. She seemed to hesitate for a moment, then spoke.
“Hey, can I ask you something?”
Aaria turned to her, not missing the hint of uncertainty in her voice.
“Sure, Misthu. Ask away.”
Mishthi bit her lip, gathering her words. “So, you and Rocky bhai...umm How do you feel about him?”
The question caught Aaria off guard, but she managed to keep her composure, continuing to flip the dosa.
“I feel nothing..."
She stopped for a moment, searching for the right word.
