"Junooniyat" when witty hearts collide
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The air was electric with tension as Abhishek and Manisha stood side by side , their expression of disbelief and barely concealed annoyance. The extravagant wedding venue, adorned with glittering lights and a overabundance of flowers ,was a far cry from the battleground they felt it was.
Abhishek Malhan, the charming rockstar with a knack for getting under anyone's skin,stood tall and smug,his signature smirk firmly in place.
While,
Manisha Rani,the ever-graceful actress with a razor-sharp tongue, shot him a glare that could rival a thunderstorm.
Their parents , dramatic as ever , beamed with pride at having orchestrated what they considered the perfect union, their siblings, always ready to add fuel to the fire ,giggled and whispered to each other clearly enjoying the chaos.
Forced into marriage by their overzealous families, Abhishek and Manisha couldn't fathom how they'd survive a lifetime together as they are enimies since their first meeting , they were opposites of each other in every senses in the world -his flirtatious, carefree nature clashing with her sarcastic wit and no -nonsense attitude.
As they exchanged vows , their eyes locked- not with love ,but with a silent promise to make each other's life as difficult as possible. This was not the beginning of a fairytale romance; it was the start of a hilariously messy journey which neither of them saw coming.
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