THE MISMATCHED CUPID
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"I hate you!" she snapped, slamming the ignition and starting the scooty with a sharp twist of her wrist.
"I love this hate"
He smiled, a quiet satisfaction in his expression. Finally, the side of her he'd been missing the teasing, fiery side was back.
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"Don't pick me up, I'm heavy" she said planting her feet on the ground.
"Then let me carry all of you... until you believe you're light" He lifted her up and started walking.
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He leaned closer, voice low. "Radha sirf Krishna ki hogi"
Before she could retort, he plucked the clutch clip from her hair. "Yeh... pehli mulaqaat ki pehli nishaani mai apne paas rakhunga," he said, tucking it slowly into his shirt pocket, fingers curling around it like it was priceless.
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She asked softly, "Why do you give me so much importance? I mean....till now, even my family hasn't given me this much..."
He smiled and replied, "Maybe because God gave them you so easily...but only I know how many times my eyes filled with tears when I begged God to give you to me"
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