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"Duniya jab kismat se takrana seekhti,
Tab maine kismat ke saamne jukna seekha tha.
Shayad kismat mein unse ishq nahi lekin unka intezaar likha tha.,"
(When the world learnt on how to fight for their fate, I simply...
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*Third Person's POV*:-
Everyone beamed in cheer as they loudly sang the chorus part of the song. Ekta-Ekansh, Nishtha-Ranvijay, Vardhaan-Meera, Rudra-Krisha, Jasmine and Samay sat together around the now diminished holika as they enjoyed a dynamic borne-fire night.
Wrapped in blankets and cuddling their partners tightly they romanced their way through the cold.
While the next song to be played was being discussed Krisha's voice stood out prominent, " How about bhabhi presents us some shayaris ?"
Just a few seconds of silence and everyone hooted in agreement. Nishtha looked at Ranvijay to know his response and was surprised by his response, "Let's do something different today. How about I recite a shayari and Nishtha recites another shayari in reply ?"
"Yesss !"
"Okay !,"
There was not even a single person who disagreed to the idea and welcome Ranvijay to the floor.
Standing up from the charpoy, he straightened his kurta and dusted off the imaginary dust on his shoulders, with a walk that could put a lion's pride at shame, Ranvijay stopped only in front of Nishtha.
He pulled the chair left by Rudra in front of Nishtha. Sitting down he supported his elbows to his knees, and connected his gaze with Nishtha's, earning another round of loud hootings.
Since it was just the youngsters around now, Ranvijay allowed himself to become a little bold and dramatic in his expression. Rubbing his palms to warm himself and gain a little confidence, he cleared his throat preparing the ground for the shayari.
"#RanvijayBhaiyaInNishthaBhabhiField," Ekta prompted earning another roll of laughter.
"Aaj hi bolni hain hain ha shayari.," (You have to talk today itself.) Ranvijay snapped his head at Samay who was leaning back on his chair passing a smug look to him, taking the pillow from the charpoy nearby Ranvijay wasted no time in aiming it straight on Samay's face.
"Bus ab boliye bhi.," Nishtha interfered seeing the conversation waver from the topic. In reality, she was too eager to hear Ranvijay say a shayari, to learn about a new side of his.
"To Suniye.," (Listen) Ranvijay stated as their eyes connected to each other. Their faces had this soft glow due to the light of the fire, the flickering nervousness and with a mix of excitement.
