Kritika's p.o.v
Just like any other day, the college is over, after a boring lecture, teacher making a joke that is not even funny. And students laugh to that joke, can you imagine, like laughing on a joke that is not even funny.
It's afternoon, the sun is shining above my head. I walked out as I decided to walk back. Walking was never my option, but my scooty is not in a good condition, I told my papa that please go and repair this but of course who listen to me, no one. So I have to walk back.
My phone rang as I looked at the caller id, mummy....... Getting it, I put it on speaker. Why? Cause my phone is really old. First of all it's screen is broke, second volume never come so I have to put calls on speaker and it's battery is really bad if you use it only for a minute then it will switch off.
I am truely a gareeb.
" Hello " I said, as I looekd aroung with my small eyes, trying to figure out why the fuck is this sun whining so bright today.
. " Hello Kritika " my mummy's voice was heard from the other side as I answered back " Yes say "
I know she has sone work for me, other wise my mother doesn't even care if I cone back home or not. But of course I should be home before 9 pm. Other wise, rest in piece.
" Buy some bread from the bakery that is nearby your college "
Do I look like a butler? Saying yes I was about to hang up when I heard.
" Today your papa will make sandwich "
My father and his obsession with making food, koi inko bandh ke rakho yaar, kuch bhi banate hai yehn" what? no I don't like sandwiches "
" Then don't eat bring yourself some food from outside " Typical household, that's how I am treated at home. Did I signed up for that, na, I didn't.
I reached the shop as I get inside, looking around, when I spotted someone. Woah, isn't he the same man who was about to kill me with his car. What is he doing here, that too in a suit.
Bada ajeeb banda hai. I decided to ignore him, and get my work done. " Two packets of bread please " I stated as was there getting my wallet out.
I gave him the money as I took the bread ready to walk out of the bakery and go home. I have to sleep.
I decided to walk but woah, who is holding me back, I looked back only find that man smiling showing his dimple, that is on his right cheek.
" I am sorry, but what are you doing? " I don't know if this man is crazy, but let me tell you, today's people are literally an idiot. Who grabs a bag of an unknown person that too of a girl. There is no gentlemen in this world.
" I need to talk to you pidhi "
" Who is pidhi? " I asked as I yanked my bad out of his grasp ready to hit him with that bag only.
Ek muh pe lagegi dusri mangega nai.
" Come here " He again grabbed my bag and draged me out of the bakery. What is trying implement huh?
" See, I know how to slap and kick, do not underestimate me, and get away from me you killer, or else I am gonig to report you to the police "
He finally let my bag go, as I looked at him, glaring. Yeh sachi maar khaygha.
" You should know how to cross the road, who even walk without seeing left and right. Or you thought you were papa ki pari who can fly huh? "
I could not believe my ears, did he just said that to me, this man will die today. I swear, I don't care about age.
" Oh bhai, I was crossing perfectly fine, you were the one to was driving so fast, didn't you see the sigh that there is a college, drive slowly, yaah phir neend mein chala rahe the huh? "
His expression changed as he ran his had through his silky hair, that I thought are silky. He has perfectly define jaw and is tall. If he wasn't a jerk, he can be my type.
" Whatever " Saying that he turned around to leave. I can't believe, there is a person like this. My mind is gonig to burst, I would never like to meet him, never ever. I swear.
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