In the bustling heart of Delhi,four childhood friends navigate the complexities of love, ambition, and family expectations.
In this tale of romance, laughter, and heartfelt moments, will they find their happily ever after, or will the burdens of the...
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Roohi's POV
We arrived at the farmhouse, and everyone was already buzzing with excitement, preparing the lawn for the bonfire. The cool breeze mixed with the smell of wood and earth, setting the perfect scene for a fun evening. It didn't take long for the usual chaos to start.
"Shivansh, you're hopeless! You're stacking those logs like a toddler!" Aadya's voice rang out as she stood with her hands on her hips, shaking her head in disbelief.
Shivansh shot her an exaggerated look of disbelief. "Excuse me, Princess, I've been building bonfires since before you learned how to strike a match."
Aadya snorted, rolling her eyes dramatically. "Oh please, Shivansh, you'd probably need Google to light a candle."
The rest of us exchanged amused glances, well aware that this was just the start of their daily dose of bickering. I leaned closer to Navya, whispering, "Here we go again. Who do you think will win today?"
Navya grinned, "Shivansh always pushes her buttons, but Aadya's on fire today, no pun intended. My money's on her."
As expected, Shivansh fired back. "You seem awfully concerned about this bonfire, Aadya. You wanna show us how it's done, Your Highness?"
Aadya stormed over to the pile of logs, muttering under her breath about "incompetent idiots," and just as she reached to adjust his so-called masterpiece, the entire stack collapsed, scattering logs all over the ground.
Shivansh threw his head back, letting out a victorious laugh. "Oh wow, Aadya. Truly a work of art! Can we expect an encore?"
I couldn't help but chuckle at the scene, enjoying the playful chaos unfolding in front of us. Everyone was getting into it, egging them on.
"Aadya, you can't let him win this one! Show him how it's done!" Shivika called out, laughing.
"I swear, one day I'm going to set you on fire, Shivansh," Aadya shot back, grumbling as she picked up the logs.
Vivaan, ever the peacekeeper, chimed in with a mischievous grin. "Shivansh, quit it. Aadya might just set you on fire instead of the logs."
The group burst into laughter, and Aadya grinned, clearly enjoying the banter despite her frustration. "You know what, Vivaan? That's actually not a bad idea."
At this point, even I had joined in on the teasing. "Maybe we should just let them wrestle it out."
Before I could respond, I noticed Advay sitting on a chair in the corner, completely absorbed in his phone, oblivious to the lively scene around him. My frustration bubbled up. Why even come on this trip if you're just going to work the whole time?
