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Shot 4
He had been looking at her beautiful face. Her cute little nose, soft and supple lips, deep soulful eyes staring at the tiffin box. Upar wale ne kya khoob banaya hai " aur iss nacheez ne kya click kiya"
He sat on the sofa in the living room. His leg stretched on the table, crossed at ankles while he relished the visual treat.
"Bro kuch pata chala?" Vicky asked and sat with a thump beside him.
The soft sofa had plunged deep with Vicky's weight and the mobile Maan had been staring at staggart in his hand. With a thumping heart and quick reflex he managed to land the mobile phone on his lap.
He whacked at vicky's head and the
Kya bhai pata chala! Abhi mera phone gir jata.
Tiffin ka" Vicky responded grumpily.
"Tiffin ka" Maan repeated his words, teasing him. "Fasto kam khaya kar weight dekha hain apna sau ke upar hoga"
Beep!
His mobile bells, the WhatsApp bell.
"Parathe bahot bahot tasty the" he seeing the message on the notification bar forgetting vicky who was standing on his head.
Kya yeh wahi maan bro hain jo mere naraz hone pe mujhe meri favourite recipe banate the.
Maan looked at his brother irritated. " what?"
"Bro I think you seek my apology and that's the reason you made those Paratha"
Vicky was serious. Really serious.
His round face had been turning red and the little brother in him was not little any more. Maan could see it with a side glance.
Still!
He couldn't take his eye off the face of another foodie on his mobile.
DADIiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii!
P. S. This part had been written long back but due lack of interest i didn't post it....but now on demand of heycookie iam posting this.... enjoy it dear.
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