Presenting you the story of three Oberoi brothers and three Singhania sisters who are inexplicably intertwined. Despite their distinct personalities and apparent incompatibilities, destiny has a plan that binds them together in ways they could never...
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Drishti stood in front of her expansive wardrobe, eyes twinkling with excitement. She had more than 200 outfits, but today was special. It was her date with Viraj, her long-time crush and favorite cricketer. A date she had been dreaming about for what felt like forever. Her heart fluttered at the thought of finally spending time with him.
As she flipped through her dresses, humming to herself, she couldn't help but break into a little dance. She sang softly, "Ye dil bhi kitna pagal hai, ye pyaar bhi tujhse karta hai, mera dil bhi itnnnnaaaaa pagal hai," twirling around in joy, imagining the evening ahead. Her playful singing filled the room as she considered each outfit carefully.
After much deliberation, she paused at a beautiful blue dress that made her heart skip a beat. "This is it," she thought. The outfit was elegant yet playful, perfect for the evening she'd been dreaming of. Drishti slipped into it, admiring how the soft fabric hugged her frame, and added a few delicate accessories to complete the look.
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Just as she was finishing up, Dilisha entered the room with a cheeky grin, "Aaaoouuuu! All set, di?"
Drishti turned around, her face glowing with excitement. "Yup!" she replied, doing a little twirl in front of her sister.
"Looking like a dream!" Dilisha teased, making Drishti laugh nervously. She saw off her family, feeling butterflies dancing in her stomach as she made her way to the car. Excitement and nervousness washed over her simultaneously. "I can't believe this is happening!" she thought, her hands gripping the steering wheel tightly as she drove toward the cafe Viraj had chosen.
When she finally arrived, she parked her car and took a deep breath, steadying her nerves. The cafe was cozy and intimate, just as she'd imagined. Drishti walked inside, her heart beating faster with each step.
She approached the hostess. "I have a reservation under Viraj," she said, trying to keep her voice steady despite her nerves.
"Ah, yes. Right this way," the hostess smiled and led her to a corner table. Drishti sat down, looking around the charming cafe as she waited eagerly for Viraj to arrive. Her foot tapped lightly under the table, the anticipation building as she checked her phone, hoping to see a message from him.
