𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐁𝐲 𝐂𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭

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Khayalon ka shehar
Tu jaane tere hone se hi aabaad hai...
Hawayein haatho mein
Wahi aate jaate jo tera naam le...

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Author's POV

"Postpone the meeting for the day after tomorrow; I'll be busy tomorrow," Avyay informed his manager, to which he nodded and soon left the scene. Avyay released a heavy breath, exhaustion and wariness visible on his face from the hectic day. Gathering his belongings, he walked out of the company building, and, opening the car door, he settled into the driver's seat. Starting the engine, he drove off through the bustling street.

It was already late evening, and the sun had already disappeared from the sky. The cool evening air carried a scent of flowers and the distant aroma of street food. He took a deep breath, letting the sounds of the city wash over him. The soft breeze entering from the car window ruffled his hair, and he couldn't help but feel gratitude for this beautiful evening.

Across the hustling street, he noticed a shop selling fresh jalebis. The fragrance reached his nostrils as he remembered something, and a mischievous yet sly smile crept onto his lips.

He stopped the car at the side, and reaching for the car door, he stepped out. Crossing the road, he went inside the shop and asked the shopkeeper to pack the jalebis. After paying, he got back to his car. "She will love it!" he muttered to himself as he drove off again.

Soon, the car stopped in front of the mansion, and he entered. He was met with a lively atmosphere filled with the usual chatter. "Bhai, please take me to the park tomorrow," Kritika requested Shlok with her innocent face, making his eyes roll. "No, Kritika. Your exams are getting close; you should study," Shlok denied, leaving no room for argument.

He walked inside, hiding the paper bag behind him so that no one would catch a glimpse of it. He had specially bought it for her. "Good evening, Bhabhi!" Avyay greeted Amira, who was seated nearby with Ahaan in her lap, sleeping soundlessly. "Good evening..." she replied curtly, not looking his way. Avyay noticed the change in her behaviour but decided to ignore it for now.

"Avyay, you came?" Chahat arrived in the hall, happy to see him return early today. Avyay nodded, giving her a side hug. "By the way, Bhai, Mr. Mehra wanted to have a meeting with you tomorrow, but since you needed a break, I postponed it for the day after tomorrow. So, any problem?" Avyay informed, squeezing Ahaan's cheeks, to which Shlok shook his head, grateful.

"Baki sab kahan hai?" Avyay asked, and before anyone could reply, Kritika exclaimed, "Bhai, aapke hath mein kya hai?" Avyay closed his eyes in disapproval. How did he think that this packet could escape the keen eyes of his little sister? "And what is this smell?" Kritik added, narrowing his eyes at him. "It-it's nothing! Just office stuff." Everyone looked confused about what office stuff was packed in paper bags.

"Avyay, we all know that you're a terrible excuse maker, so don't even try. Come on, tell us what's inside!" Shlok folded his arms, with sparkling eyes. "I can't! It-it's personal..." Avyay looked embarrassed; he didn't know how to tell them the real reason. "Chal chal, family mein koi cheez personal nahi hoti!" Chahat, watching the drama unfold, remarked, and Avyay turned to her. "Maa, aap bhi?".

Just as he turned, Kritika, with a swift motion, snatched the bag from his grip, making his eyes go wide as he yelled, "Hey! This is unfair; you're a cheater!" He whined, already feeling awkward and flustered about what was coming next. Before he could reach her, Kritika had already opened it, and her mouth dropped, her eyes widened. Everyone exchanged glances while Avyay shut his eyes tightly. "Jalebi!"