Bigg Boss 19: Daily Discussion Thread - 24th Sep '25
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Originally posted by: Iqbal Neha1
amazing part
really loved the way angad,josh and sahil cared about kripa.Also i found it very sweet that kripa didnt want to spoil there plan it was really good
hope kripa an angad both get together soon
cant wait 4 the next part
Originally posted by: koolaries4
must say tht was awesome... ur ff jjust made my day today... i needed to read sumfin kewl n nice..well done.. keep it up.. n continue soon..
Originally posted by: berkeleygirl818
this is REALLY interesting!!!!!!!
PLEASE continue soon!!!!
Originally posted by: Numera89
omg that was soo awesome!! hmm so this aman guy huh! wow krips is soo cool and lucky! i wish i had guy friends like her!!! lol continue soon!
Originally posted by: mitali_s
Gosh...it was awsum
just loved it
Originally posted by: princess_101
awesome part
continue soon plz
Originally posted by: brainychild92
i too wouldnt regret thatttt!!!!!aman beter not be a problem!!!!!!
btw who is aman and rishi played by??? and nandani too??
continue sooooonn
Dat was great continue soon
Originally posted by: candyprincess
great part
Brilliant Part!!
You make this ff better with every part! Just when I think "this is the best part" you prove me wrong.
I loved it when Angad lifted her in his arms!! But, I hate that other guy, who has a crush on her. Back off! Angad-Kripa belong together 4ever!
Thanx for your comments guys!! i am glad u guys like this ff!! i know i enjoy writing it the most!! i will prob update this tommorow--hopefully!! and my other ffs--dont ask 😆 ..i have writers block for those two 😆 so ima cont once i get my idea straightened!!Love ya all 😳 😛
Pasta and Promises...
When I woke up, it was around six in the evening. I quickly got up, and decided to change my clothes because I had slept in them. I went to my backpack and started taking out the clothes I had brought. To my astonishment, I had stuffed three different t-shirts with this knee-length denim skirt that Aaliya had gotten me. In her attempts to make me girly, on whatever occasion she could, she gave me skirts, halters, and girly stuff that I never wore and stuffed in the back of my not-even-close-to-neat closet. Now, as I looked at the skirt in my hand, I groaned and mentally kicked myself for being so blind while packing my clothes. But I couldn't embarrass myself with these ripped jeans that were in the worst condition possible and considering the fact that I was sweating, not exactly nice-smelling and dry.
After taking a quick shower, I quickly stripped of my jeans and put on the skirt. Then, I put on a black shirt that was almost skin-tight and I let my hair out of the tiny ponytail I wore. I closed my eyes and slowly turned around to face the mirror. I almost shrieked. I looked…like…a….girl! I touched my face to make sure it was me. It was. In the bathroom, I quickly washed my face and put on some sort of lotion that someone had left in there. Not Bad. I went down to see everyone sitting around in the living room watching TV and talking. I really did not want to face anyone, so I tiptoed down to the kitchen. After drinking some water and finding absolutely no snacks, I left the kitchen, hoping to tiptoe back to my room without being seen. I started climbing the stairs and by accident tripped a vase that was sitting around. Uh-oh. Too late to run back up, I calculated. Someone dropped a glass as I turned around to face everyone. Everyone was standing shocked except Rishi and Aman, of course.
I heard a whistle and then Angad ask, "Who is she?"
"Yea, who is she Rishi, Aman, your girlfriend?" Prithvi asked. He squinted to get a better look at me.
"Pritz, wear your glasses dude!" I said.
"Oh my God!" Raj screeched. Did I mention that he is the wildest and loudest of us all? "It's Krips!"
"Duh, who did you think it was?" I asked.
"We thought it was some hot babe!" Angad replied, smirking. I went near him and threw a sofa cushion at him. It hit him square in the face,
"Too bad it wasn't something hard!" I sneered.
"Whats up with you Kripa?" Josh asked.
I explained the dilemma I faced. When I finished, Sahil asked,
"Didn't you have your contacts on?" in a teasing way.
"She has contacts?!" Angad, Prem, and Prithvi asked simultaneously.
"Yes…didn't you guys know?" Sahil asked. They shook their head, "This stupid girl wears brown contacts to hide those pretty eyes. And her hair looks beautiful but she never lets it grow and always hides it by wearing hats."
"Take off your contacts Kripa!" Prithvi demanded,
I shook my head and stuck my tongue out, "No! I wont, what will you do?" I challenged.
"Come on, please?" Angad said.
"No!" I replied stubbornly. Stupid Sahil had to let out my little secret.
"Then, I'll do it for you" Angad said slowly coming near me. I turned around and quickly ran up to my room, with him chasing me. But I was faster and I quickly went in my room and locked the door. He knocked for a few minutes but I ignored him and starting listening to loud music. He finally gave up and left.
I went to the bathroom and took my contacts off and stared at my eyes. I had gotten my mother's eyes. When my dad would stare into them, he would be reminded of my mom and that would make him sad. They were a beautiful color, a mixture of sea green, light blue, and brown. I don't know why, but I always hid them with these brown contacts; maybe because I didn't want to see my dad always sad while looking into my eyes. There was a knock on my door and I quickly put on my contacts. I opened the door, it was Angad and Josh.
"Hey sis we are going sightseeing, you wanna come?" Josh asked.
"Sure" I said.
Then, we went to tour Vegas. We visited the Bellagio, a Tuscan-themed resort that transports guests to the Vegas version of the famous town on Italy's Lake Como. According to a brochure: Dancing water choreographed to popular music and show-tunes soars 240 feet above an eight-acre lake, surrounded by deluxe guest rooms and suites, abundant dining, entertainment, shopping and gaming options.
It had some of the world's best restaurants and many upscale boutiques such as Giorgio Armani, Chanel, Prada and Tiffany & Co. We went to a European-style casino and tried our luck at poker, blackjack, and some others. I was the lucky one; at the end I had more money than I started with while everyone else had lost all their money. My lucky day…
When we got home, we made plans to visit the MGM Grand Hotel and Casino, New York-New York, and dine at the Eiffel Tower Restaurant. We all sat down, exhausted. It was 7:30 and we decided to cook up something. Everyone turned to me when cooking came up.
"What do you guys want?" I asked.
"Pasta!" Prem piped up.
"Yea, Kripa makes the best pasta!" Angad said.
"Really, I would love to try some" Aman said looking at me. I felt a bit uncomfortable under his gaze.
"Okay, who'll help me?" I asked.
"Chef Aman at your service" Aman said. I groaned inwardly.
"Uh, ok, come on" I turned around and then turned back to everyone. "But I am not cooking in these clothes" I gestured at my clothes.
"You can borrow something from me" Angad volunteered.
"Anything?" I asked, smirking,
"Anything" he said carelessly.
"Okay!" I said.
I went up to his room and took out his favorite t-shirt and denim jacket. I put them on with my skirt. It looked a bit weird but whatever.
When I went down to the kitchen, Aman was already there waiting for me. I asked him to take out some ingredients and he obeyed. While I waited, Angad came in to get a drink of water. He looked at me.
"Kripa!" he screamed.
"What?" I asked innocently.
"You are not cooking in that" he said pointing at his clothes, that I was wearing.
"Oh yes I am, you said I could wear anything!" I said, putting my arms around myself. Aman was watching us and I saw all the ingredients were out. "Lets get to work" I told him. He nodded and I headed over to him but Angad took my hand. "Kripa" he said furiously. Excellent, he was really pissed! "Give me my shirt back" he said menacingly.
"Angad, what are you saying" I said mock shockingly.
"Kripa, I know what I am saying, you know that I love that shirt, you cant cook in that!" he screamed.
Aman jumped back a mile. He hadn't seen Angad's anger before; I hid a smile. "You said I could wear anything, and anyways this is payback dude, if I can get in trouble and go to detention for you, then this is nothing!" I shot back.
"Come on Kripa--" he pleaded.
"You can borrow one of my shirts Kripa!" Aman said. I almost screamed "What" but Angad beat me. "No, its all right, she can wear my shirt don't worry" he said. I noticed it wasn't defeatedly, it was out of—jealousy?
"You know what Angad, never mind, I know you love this shirt, I'll borrow one from Aman," I said.
"No, its all right, you can wear my shirt, actually, you can keep it!" he said, leaving with his water. I chuckled; this was new. He never let anyone wear this shirt. I had gotten it for his birthday last year, and it was his favorite, his lucky shirt. "I will be right back, I told Aman" I quickly ran up to Angad's room and changed into a different shirt. When I came down, Aman looked at me questioningly but I ignored him and began cooking the pasta.
Throughout the whole time, Aman kept on asking me questions about me and it was getting irritating. Finally, the pasta was cooked and I quickly ran out of the kitchen and sat up the table. When everyone was seated, there were only two seats left. One was next to Angad and the other next to Rishi I quickly grabbed the one next to Angad but Aman beat me, "Sorry" he mouthed. I grimaced and sat next to Rishi. Angad looked at his shirt that I was wearing and grinned at me, I grinned back. We were such close friends that we could talk to each other without even opening our mouths. He mouthed a thanks and I shrugged my shoulder.
"This tastes awesome Kripa" Aman said.
"Uh, thanks" I replied.
"Where did you learn this?" he asked. I rolled my eyes, would this guy ever leave me alone? "Angad and I came up with it" I told him. He looked uncomfortable. Yes. Finally, he shut up. The truth was, I had found it online and then Angad and I reformed it a bit, but everyone knew that I was annoyed with him and this was always my trick when a guy was bothering me. They would be jealous of me and Angad even though we only shared the bond of friendship.
"Is there a beach here?" I asked Rishi.
"Yes, there is one near here, a couple blocks down" he replied.
"Awesome" I muttered. There was more conversation that I wasn't part of, and then we cleaned off the table, and washed the dishes. When we were done, the guys watched a movie while I went up and took Angad's jacket. He wouldn't mind; he never did. I could always take anything of his and he wouldn't mind. I went down and sneaked out from a back door. To my immense relief, no one saw me. Or so I thought.
"Running away?" someone whispered. Angad.
I turned around, "No"
"I thought so, I borrowed Rishi's car lets go together" he replied.
"Where?" I asked.
"To the beach, of course" he said, grinning.
I grinned back and we both got into Rishi's car and after a lot of driving around, finally found a beach. The beach gave a beautiful view of a nearby casino that was lighted up with several lights. We sat in the sand and talked. I told them about Nandini and Samiya have crushes on Prem and Prithvi and we made a plan to try to get them together.
"So, we found someone for Prem, someone for Prithvi, now there is only you, Sahil and Josh" I said.
"And you" he said. I turned and looked at him, "Me" I said softly. "Nah, I don't think anyone would want to marry me!"
"You're right" he said. "No fool in their right mind would want to marry you" I hit him hard. "Ow!" he screamed.
"I don't know what I am going to do, I want to plan this. This year we will become junior and then seniors and in no time we will graduate. I want to go to college, and not stay around here. If josh and Sahil get married, I don't really wanna stick around like a pain in the a**, and anyways, no girl in their right mind would marry you" I teased.
"Are you kidding me, girls die for Angad Khanna" he said with style.
"Really, all girls except me!" I told him.
"So, you are telling me you don't find me hot?" he asked mischievously. I shook my head, "Nope, you are ugly" I stuck my tongue out.
"Shut up, you have bad taste" he replied.
"Yea yea whatever!"
"Who do you like then?" he asked.
"No one" I replied looking straight into his eyes. "No one likes me and I like no one"
"Aw Krips that's not true! We all love you" he said.
"Did you just say you love me?" asked with mock shock. Even though it was dark, I could see his face turn red under the moonlight.
"Ew!! No!! As a friend idiot!" he said it so fast it sounded like "ewnosearendudiot" There was silence for a minute.
"You know" he began, "Right now we are both 16, in 10 years we will be 26" I nodded
"So?"
"If," he continued, "By age 26, we aren't married or engage, or have found the person we want to spend the rest of our life with, we should get married."
"What?" I squealed, ready for him to start laughing. But he was really serious.
"I am serious" he said.
"Its Angad Khanns's promise" he said with a smirk and wink.
I just sat dumfounded and there was a long silence. After several minutes, we got a call from Sahil and left for Rishi's house, lost in our thoughts…
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