"man..i am in trouble.." shouting aloud he ran upstairs.. He threw the codeless phone to the sofa while running upstairs.. By the time he reached the room at the on the second floor he was out of breath..he looked into the room..no one was inside it..he was gonna search next room but then he heard the bathroom door open.."angad..what happened?.."asked the man who came out.. He was a handsome guy of around 28 years..dressed in a white kurta salwar he was a guy whom any one liked in an instant.. "karan..am in a big trouble dude"..said angad still in a shock..karan looked at angad..he knew he was trouble lookin at angad..his best friend was not a guy who gets worried for most of the things that would worry a common man..so this was somethin big..he looked towards angad again..what can it be? It was only time he came from his joggin..he was still in his track suit.. "kya hua.." karan asked in a curious tone.. "you know what..they are all comin here.."
karan was going nuts now.. Who was coming now.. "who?".. "the whole lot..not just one..my whole family is coming here next week for their vacation.." saying this angad fell onto the bed..
why on earth is angad scarred about his cousins and parents comin?..
If you liked the starting i'll write the next part.. Please do comment..
Angad is our own iqbal khan and karan is the dear hiten... Rest of the characters wil be told as the story proceeds..
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Part 2- page 3..
Part 3- page 4
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