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I am trying to write.. uggghh.. i hate me!

arrey chill maaro...

there's no necessity to write today itself...

araam karo...

i am rattling my brain over BS Garewal which isn't making sense to me coz kuch bhi diya jo humein nhi padhaya gaya...

Hello aunties

i see u'll plan to gossip, huh?

lol

i was just thinking that u didn't come yesterday...

how come???

gossip was for anks di...

coz her mood's off...

to ward off her mind..

engineering wale dhoka dete hain...

jahan numericals ki umeed thi vahan theory dedete hain...

am passing in all...

yahi ganeemat hain...

mom again favoured chutku over me... today...

Originally posted by: kriyansh24

engineering wale dhoka dete hain...

jahan numericals ki umeed thi vahan theory dedete hain...

am passing in all...

yahi ganeemat hain...

mom again favoured chutku over me... today...

Prey tell me... wen do u study?

jab dekho toh idar padi reheti hai.

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me back!

How had she ended up exactly like Mamiji? Okay, not exactly. But still.

Her heart ached as Mamiji broke her Karva-chauth Vrat, by seeing a photo of her husband through the sieve. And instantly, Khushi's already disturbed mood got even worse.

She was having the worst of the Karva-chauths worldwide, to be said in the least. And all because of that wretched Arnav Singh Raizada, her so-called better half.

When everyone got up at 4 for Sargi, she got busy bidding her goodbye to that stupid husband of hers. He just had to have a flight that day, right?

How many dreams had she thought of, for her very first Karva-Chauth. Yet he, he had been as weird as he used to get so many times, when she had worn that red and blue lehenga last night, to see whether it fit or not.

And the next thing she knew, he had told that he needed to go to Mumbai early morning. Couldn't he just cancel his work this one day? This one day when she wanted to give him all the importance in the world? This one day when she was ready to starve just for his long life?

She had cribbed all night then, tossing about just to tell him that she didn't want him gone. Yet to no avail.

He had left at dawn. Leaving her to carry on the various rasams and rivaz by herself. And by leaving, it was as if he had taken her appetite with himself. She didn't even feel like having the meethi matthi Naniji had made especially for her Sargi.

Suspense wala KC

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