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OK I agree, I am crazy but this idea hit me so hard that I couldn't resist. Get your rotten tamaatars and chamelis ready.

PART 1. Today

"Woh tumhaari bacche ki maa banne waali hoon, you hear that?" Mrs. Kapoor hollered.

I was shocked. This wasn't possible. No it was not. Mere aur Tia ke beech aisa relation tha hi nahi. My eyes diverted to hers. She stood her ground. There was no sign of shock or disgust, it was of clear suspicion and hatred. Not towards me, but towards the Mom-Beti duo. Did she know something I didn't??

"Shivaay, is this true?" Ma was ecstatic.

"No mom, I am not the father." I stomped my foot. "We never had an intimate relationship."

"How could you say that, Shivaay Baby?" Tia broke down. I couldn't see her like that. She was an innocent woman, spoilt and shallow at times but not a liar nor was she cunning or calculative.

"Yea Shivaay, what is this? Kahin aisa toh nahi ki you want to stay married to this ladki aur isliye you are getting hands cleaned off meri beti." Mrs. Kapoor hollered away.

"Kitna bolta hai yeh aurat.!" I heard Anika mutter to herself. She hadn't intended for me to hear, she was speaking into her bluetooth and I could guess who was on the other side. Either the infamous Ranveer Singh Randhawa or her so called best friend, Siddharth Chaudhary, the two men who competed for the top position in my hate list even beating Siddharth Vikram Rana in the process.

"I am cent per cent sure ki yeh mera bachcha nahi hai!! And that's that.!" I said, and walked off to my room, gesturing to Om and Anika to come along. Om followed but that woman walked off in the opposite direction, towards the exit.

"Uss ladki ko toh main!" I burst out as soon as the door was locked.

"I know Shivaay but we need to deal with this carefully. Tum jaanti nahi ki who kitna gir sakthi hai." Om cautioned.

"Shut up Om" I glared at my brother. "Can't believe tum bhi Daksh ka baathon par aa gaya. Don't you dare ill about Anika in front of me!"

Om blinked and then taking a deep breath, he said, "Main Anika ki nahi, Tia ki baath kar rahi hai."

Oh, oops. Anika is right. I should really listen before I react.

"Sorry."

"It's okay mere Bhai." He plopped down on my bed. "Anika ko aane dho. We will figure something out."

"Yea sure, par usko waqt kaha hai?? Kabhi uski Ranvi' ke saath, kabhi uski Siddhu' ke saath. Apne pathi ke liye toda waqt?? Nahi!" I cursed, pacng around the room.

"Excuse me?" I turned to see Siddharth, Rudra and Anika at the door. She looked positively murderous having heard what I just said.

"Deep breaths." I saw Siddharth mouth at her, and viola, she listened and did it. Oh of course, madam toh sirf apna dosth ka sunthi hai. Pathi ka kyun sune?? Right?

She took a few more breaths, counted to ten, twenty. But then shook her head and walked out. Ugh. Followed by Rudra.

"Apne dosth ka peecha nahi karnewaala?" I asked the idiot who lingered at the door.

"You need help." He simply stated, "Woh help karna chaahthi hai but she can't get a hold of her anger. So usne mujhe bula diya. Ranvi is also on his way."

I rolled my eyes. I just hated the fact that she had more faith in them than me.

"I don't need outsiders' help." I grumbled.

"I am your saala."

"No you are not."

"Yes he is." Om added, earning a glare from me.

"So, let's plan MISSION BKBSB!!" Siddharth manically.

"And what's that supposed to mean?" Om laughed while I scowled.

"Mission Billuji Ko Badnaami Se Bachao." Siddharth exclaimed, throwing his hands out, exaggerating.

"And I suppose yeh mera biwi ka creativity hai." I plopped my chin in my palm.

"Undoubtedly." Om chuckled. "OK, on a serious note, what are we going to do?"

"Isn't it obvious, A DNA test." Ranveer was at the door now, along with Prinku. It made my blood boil to see them together. Yea, they claimed to love each other but I didn't get the right vibes from him.

Look who's talking. Her voice said to my mind. Ugh, Anika had complete control of my life now, didn't she?? Since that night, I had lost all my resolve to push her away. And it was all her fault.!! No it was Rudra's and that idiot Siddharth's fault.!

"IDIOT!! IDIOT!! Mera dosth hai IDIOT!!" She sang, balancing herself on the fence.

"Alright, point taken, ab neeche utharo Anika." I tried to get her down but to no avail.

"Bhai , mere Bhai, pyaare Bhai, Bye bye.

Oh Bhai, mere Bhai, pyaare Bhai, Bye bye.

Mere babhi ka kyaal, aaj aap hi rakhna..

Hum single bandhe aapko kal milega.

Yeh scowl ko dhooor kar,

Babhi ke jaise smile kar...

Bhai,-"

"SHUT UP RUDRA!!" I glared. He was on a cycle, sitting backward as Siddharth peddled it, wriggling all over the road. No offense, I don't know how else to put it.

"BYE BYE!!!" Siddharth squealed (like a fangirl) and peddled away faster. The apartment complex was only fifty metres away.

"Chalaaa Gayaaa tu, mujhe chodkar.!!!" Anika sang. I rolled my eyes and picked her off, carrying her on my shoulder. Thank god she had lost weight warnah meri toh o my maata honi thi.

The rest was a blur. I don't know to this day how I managed to get the hyper Anika to the apartment, the door to Siddharth was wide open. I closed it and had gotten into Anika's house. Bua ji wasn't home, she had gone to a jagraata. I had laid her down on the mattress, and I lost my control. Can you blame me? I was sober but like mom says, jawaan khoon hai, pair phisal gaya.

"SHIVAAY, are you even listening??"

I looked up, "Huh?"

"Tia ne baahar declare kiya hai ki she will get a DNA test done." Anika was standing at the doorway.

"Phir toh yeh pakki hai ki she's going to bribe the doc." She stated.

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