Saving Nandini

II. Why me?

II. Why me?

M A N I K

I sat with Mukhti once I reached the table Cabir had texted earlier. Looking at her face I couldn't hold back my laughter and burst out laughing on my sister. She looked cute yet angry for losing the bet. The more I laughed the angrier she got. I placed my arm around her shoulder and pulled her in a side hug kissing on top of her trying my best to control my laughter yet I ended up laughing and she smacking my head.

"Chota Bheem it's your call" Cabir interrupted her smacking session passing her Navya's phone.

Mukhti snatched the phone from his palm and walked a little away from our table to talk. I turned my eyes on Cabir and saw him drinking like an animal 'everybody loves alcohol when it's free of cost' I shook my head and ordered a beer for myself

I need to drive back home not wanting to end up in the jail next morning I'll just have to be calm. I don't want my parents to come to the Police station in the morning and see their son completely wasted. Cabir had Navya to drive him home but I had none. Roaming my eyes around the crowd I couldn't find Aryaman.

Was he not invited?

"Navya, where's Aryaman?" I asked she looked up from her phone to me and just shrugged her shoulders unaware of my other best friend's whereabouts

Navya and Cabir briefly dated each other in college and then got married a year back. They are very well happily married just Cabir's drinking habits are a pain in the ass for Navya. He'll drink like a nasty demon as if there is no tomorrow and all the liquor is going to dry up. Like really bruh!

If Cabir goes to hell which I am sure he will, he'll be toasting with the devil itself I'm sure on that. He's the ultimate drama king of our group. Mukhti has given him a specific tag the Joker.

Navya being Navya is the ultimate Bollywood queen. She is always into watching movies and rating them on BookMyShow. Well, that's what she did when we were in college but now she is an Indian film critic and a movie trade analyst. Her obsession with Bollywood met another level of madness.

Mukhti my sister she turned out to be a fashion designer. Abhimanyu her fiance and Mukhti started their own line of clothing. Abhimanyu being the investor while she is the designer. Their work is much appreciated and business is going great. Mukhti is all satisfied with her life unlike me she does love her work.

I, on the other hand, am the Art Director of the Paradigm and the head editor of all teams. I'm not sure why did I end up being in a Magazine instead of an H.R in a financial company. It's not like I hate my work I hate to work under the CEO of our magazine. The last CEO was much better than the one we are having now. Thinking of the devil I see him at the bar with a short chubby girl. The girl is short and chubby but she as well is hot with that tight dress perfectly hugging her curves.

I directed my eyes away from him the girl is probably a prey nothing else like all other girls in his list. Mukhti came back to sit beside me with a scowl on her face. She has a pair of brown eyes while mine was chocolate brown and right now her eyes were burning in fury. I touched her shoulder "something wrong?" I asked but she didn't reply instead gulp down three shots of Vodka Cabir had ordered for himself

"That's mine!" he cribbed completely drunk but me and Navya we both ignored him and focused our attention on Mukhti. "Mukhti spill it out!" Navya pestered this time. Mukhti took a few deep breaths trying not to burst out in anger she even drank my glass of beer completely in a go.