Aankho ki gustakhiya maaf ho
Sometimes, the hardest choices lead to the most meaningful journeys
"Hello," I answered the call. "Kya hua tum dono ko itni subah subah call, vo bhi video call?" I asked, my hair messy and eyes still half-asleep.
"Hello, babe! We called to check if you're ready for your big day—it's your book signing event!" Isha said enthusiastically.
"Yes, darling, I'm so happy for you!" Prisha added with a big smile.
"And today, Prisha madam ji actually picked up the call! Otherwise, you know na, she's usually lost with her jaanwars," Isha teased.
"Excuse me! It's called wildlife photography, and that's my profession, okay? Not like you, just chilling and running a café from a comfy chair!" Prisha shot back.
My besties, Isha and Prisha. Isha owns a café in Bandra, and Prisha is a wildlife photographer, who starts snapping wherever she goes. They both wanted to attend my event but Isha is still in New York and Prisha is in Himachal Pradesh for her work.
"Alright, bas karo, haan!" I laughed, cutting in. "Now, do you have anything else to say, or was this just a morning dose of nok-jhok?"
"Actually, yes," Isha replied. "So, tell us—what are you planning to wear? Decided anything yet?"
"No, I'm still confused," I admitted, turning my phone's camera to show my closet. "Since you both called, help me pick, na!"
"Hi, Maasi!" Little Rehan suddenly appeared in the background. Isha turned to him and said, "Wish Maasi good luck! Today is her big day!"
His innocent excitement made me smile. "Good luck, Maasi!" he said in his baby voice.
"Thank you, Rehan bacha! You're the best!" I replied with a smile.
"Hello! Another Maasi is also here," Prisha chimed in with a grin.
"Hello, my cutie!" Prisha added, waving at Rehan.
Rehan's eyes lit up, waving back at Prisha. "Hi, Prishu Maasi !" he said with a shy smile.
"Baby, go to Daadi; she was calling you," Isha said, trying to shoo him away.
As Rehan ran off, I heard Vivaan's voice in the background. "Good luck with your event, Sam," he called out. I could see him behind Isha, phone in hand, looking busy as usual.
"Ahh, look at Mr. Businessman, always on a call," Prisha teased.
"Don't say anything about my husband!" Isha shot back, rolling her eyes dramatically.
I couldn't help but laugh, feeling grateful for the little chaos they always brought into my life.
"Okay, now tell me what I should wear. I'm confused between the red and black dress," I said, glancing at both options hanging in my closet.
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Forced To Forever
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