Part – 17
Note – Guys, in earlier updates I have written like Karthik and Mithra are residing in Delhi but that's a mistake. They are actually residing in Mumbai, okay? You guys will automatically come to know the reason for changing their place after reading this part.
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"BEFORE YOU KISS A GIRL:
- Grab her waist
- Pull her closer to your body
- Look deeply into her eyes
- Look at her lips while you are biting yours
- Look back at her eyes again
- Grab her face gently
- Then slowly lean in and kiss her
IT WILL DRIVE HER CRAZY, I PROMISE!"
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(Mithra's POV)
I look around Karthik's room & smile relishing the fond memories. I walk to his wardrobe & pull out one of his Tee & put it on top of my spaghetti top. Hmm... This feels good.
Inside the cupboard I notice a metal box. I take it out & open it to see so many friendship bands which were tied by me to him.
How sweet? He had kept all my friendship bands safely.
Then I check the drawers to see all gifts given by me to him on various occasions.
He has my first hand writing note book, my first drawing - I had drawn a boy holding a small girls hand, me & my Karthik. I kiss the drawing.
He has my hair bands, clips, a rubber nipple, my favorite Barbie doll, my first foot print, my sipper water bottle which I remember using in kindergarten, a small frock of mine, it's really small, maybe I wore it when I was born, not sure though.
"OMG!!" I cup my mouth & start crying. Tears of joy, tears of wonder, and tears of love... Can anyone love me the way Karthik loves me? No! I don't think even my parents can love me like this.
Then my eyes catch something. It's chart. I open the chart and my eyes glistened again. Using the sea shells I collected in Andaman beach Karthik has beautifully formed the words 'I Love You, Mithra'.
Aww, Karthik, I love you too.
After placing back the things I took from the cupboard safely, I take his guitar & play a tune which Karthik taught me as I remember the happy time.
"Mithra, you want something?" Karthik asks when I barge into his room.
"I'm bored..." I whine.
"What you want me to do to entertain you?"
I scan his room and my eyes fall on his guitar. "Teach me to play guitar" I say.
"Huh... okay" he agrees. Grabbing the guitar from the couch, I ran back to karthik and sat on his lap surprising him. He brings his hands around me & takes my hands in his & guides me to hold the guitar firmly & shows me which is head, body, sound hole, nut, fret, blah, blah... making me wonder why he is giving me lecture?
I lose my patience of learning so I snatched the picks from him & forcefully stroke on the strings & it broke. Jeez! Karthik is gonna kill me. This is his favorite guitar because I got it for his birthday.
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My Baby Brat (Completed)
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