Chapter 1

Mohit gets up as the alarm clock starts ringing. He looks at the clock.

"It's already 8:00 ...shit. I have an important meeting at 9:30." He jumps off from the bed and picks his towel from the couch and rushes at bathroom. But...

"M O U N I," Mohit yells at her in the early morning, "What is your problem?? Why always you have to go to washroom when I have the rush? Why ??" Mohit stares hard at her.

She smiles naughtily and at a time her eyes also twinkle. Mohit understands that Mouni has planned something to mess his today's engagement ...he tries to say something. But before he could say anything Mouni has already entered there. He shouts from the outside of the bathroom..."Listen, I need you to come out right now. Understand. I have an important meeting today with oversees clients...Mouni...Mouni. Do you listen to me??" He knocks the door as well. But no response he gets from her side. He finally throws his towel away and settles in the couch. His jawlines becomes rigid and he is fuming in uncontrollable anger. He closes his eyes and leans against the back rest of the couch.

"Mohit...I am done. You can go now." A sweet and lovable voice soothes his ears. He looks at the talker and straights his back.

"You are done?? Are you sure, Mouni?? Don't you want to play any other kind of prank right now??" He asks little sarcastically.

"No no...I swear on the name of Devi Maa...I am done for today." She giggles and answers. But Mohit doesn't assure as he knew that well Mouni is not a girl who could easily give up in her mission. He stares at her hardly but never finds any sign of mischief. Meanwhile his eyes fall on the wall clock and he again jumps up.

"It's already 8:45...oh my god." He rushes towards the bathroom. As he is running late...he takes toothpaste on his toothbrush and goes under the shower. And ...

"M O U N I...what have you done? What the hell is this? Why this shower doesn't work??" He shouts form the bathroom.

And in the room Mouni cherishes her win. "After my shower I have blocked the pipe my dearest Pati Parameshwarji...you did very wrong with me." Her voice becomes heavy. She pouts, "You refuse to take me at my friend's wedding...my best friend's." She makes her face at Mohit who is struggling into the washroom.

"Hey Mouni, pick up your cell. It's your Mohit. He calls N-th time including this time." Mouni's one of friend reminds her in the Institution. She unwillingly picks the call finally.

"Whatever you want to tell...tell sharp." She says indifferently.

"Come out. I am waiting outside of your Institute. Right now." Saying this Mohit disconnects the phone. Mouni doesn't get any chance to enquire farther.

She comes out from the Institute and finds Mohit's black Mercedes SUV. She wonders but without saying a word she gets in the car.