Chapter 2.
Shravan:
Hmm, so this is weird.
Weird with all the capital letters.
Like, WEIRD.
I cannot honestly believe what has happened.
I, a man of 6'3", got down on his knees and agreed to indulge in my little brother's stupid ideas.
I, an A grade idiot, agreed and gave in to my father's (and my whole mad family's) wishes.
I, Shravan Malhotra, am now married.
I goddamn ridiculously agreed to everything and got married to this..kid!
Alright, scratch it, she's my wife but she seems like a kiddo.
I swear, she does.
Oh god.
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Suman:
I am not going to change my name to Suman Malhotra. Never.
Nada yada nada.
It'd only cause problems in my greend card later and that is just unacceptable to me.
What else is unacceptable is this annoying man who thinks I am a kid because good heavens, he's been going on about this rule and that rule about the home and the..well, marriage?
Has nobody ever asked this man to have some chill?
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8 hours later-
Shravan:
Leaving India behind, which doesn't even feel like home to me, considering the fact that I have been living here, in abroad for almost 14 years, was not tough. Also, not to forget, I was born here..so.
But, coming back to home felt really odd and different this time. Thanks to the new little mate aka my wife.
Eh, that sounds so not great.
Opening the main door of the house, I headed straight to my room. Pushkar could afterall help his favourite, favourite friend. No?
Why did I have this really, really awful feeling that my life was about to change?
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Suman:
"Pushkar, your brother is pretty dominating. He likes to take incharge of everybody or what? And, I am pretty sure he thinks I am not even adult or something like cmon, I'm 22 okay." I shrugged, pridefully.
Pushkar chuckled, very much to my annoyance but I let it pass. He had helped me beyond any extents.
"Let me show you, your room, kid." Pushkar chuckled again and I merely threw a dirty glance at him.
Following him, though, to my room, I realised one thing, I and the good old sir, Shravan, shared our washroom.
Oh.
No.
No. Duh.
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A/n:
That was it for now, folks.
Very, very little parts of this story is inspired from a novel I recently indulged reading in called 'Maybe Not' so if any of you have read it, you may find tiny references.
Anyway, drop in your views about this chapter and the story and how it might proceed. Guess?
All your comments are very much valuable! :)
Alsooo, I am very interested to ask if any of you read novels and could tell me which ones you really like? I love novels!
Bye bye!
Big hug.
Anupamaa
