THEM 'Ishman'

A Little Bit Whipped

It was a rare sunny Saturday, and the group was ready for a day out at the park. 

Hardik, ever the planner, had organized the entire trip down to the last detail. 

The plan? A day of relaxation, food, and fun at the biggest park in Mumbai, complete with a full picnic spread and games.

As usual, the gang included Shubman, Ishan, Tilak, Mayank, Abhishek, Hardik, and a few other friends joining in for the fun. 

The air was filled with laughter and excitement as they made their way to the park, each one lugging a ridiculous amount of food, blankets, and games. 

Shubman, of course, was especially thrilled for the picnic, and not just because of the food or games—he had every intention of sticking close to Ishan the entire time.

When they finally reached the park, they found a shady spot under a large tree, unfurled their blankets, and set out the food. 

Shubman was immediately by Ishan's side, helping him unpack the sandwiches with a mischievous smile.

"Need a hand there, Ishu?" Shubman asked, leaning a little too close, which made Ishan shoot him a wary look, trying to hide the smile tugging at his lips.

"You're only here for the food." Ishan replied though he didn't pull away.

"Nope, I'm here for the full experience." Shubman said, giving him a soft nudge. 

"The cupcake, the sunshine, the pretty clou, the fragile sunflower...and for a baby." Shubman said smiling sheepishly.

"You forgot little, mischief butterfly." Mayank said rolling his eyes.

"Ohh.. Yes but it was little, mischief kitten." Shubman said taking out a little paper from his pocket, checking it out and counting something on his fingers.

"What do you mean, Mayu?" Abhishek asked, looking all confused.

"Actually this love sick man was writing these names on a paper while we were coming here." Mayank said and rolled his eyes.

"So... These were some nicknames for Ishan." Abhishek said and throw an arm around Shubman.

"Ohooooo.... Lover boy!" Hardik shouted playfully and laughed loudly.

Before Ishan could respond, Tilak rolled his eyes dramatically and called out, "Alright, lovebirds, cut it out. Some of us are here to actually eat and enjoy the day!"

The group chuckled, with Rahul chiming in, "Seriously, Shubman, can you keep the flirting to a minimum until after lunch?"

Shubman shrugged, unfazed, and turned to Ishan, winking as he said, "They're just jealous, Ishi. They don't get to spend as much time with you as I do."

Ishan blushed, quickly turning back to unpacking as the others groaned in playful exasperation.

As they finally settled in, Abhishek announced, "Alright, I've been dreaming about this biryani all week! Everyone, dig in!"

But just as they started passing around plates, disaster struck. 

Tilak, trying to reach for the biryani pot, accidentally knocked over a bottle of juice, which spilled across the blanket, narrowly missing Ishan and Shubman.

"Smooth move, Tilak." Mayank joked, shaking his head as he tried to mop up the mess with a handful of napkins.

"Well, maybe if you guys hadn't packed a picnic that looked like it was for twenty people..." Tilak protested, though he laughed as he helped clean up the sticky mess.