So stupid of me.
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20/03/2025
— NIRANYA'S POV—
You know the feeling when you want to dig your own grave and bury yourself there, so you will be free from all the sufferings of life?
Or the feeling where you want to become a vampire so, when the world starts becoming so irritating that you wish you could just lock yourself in the coffin for the next hundred decades.
That's what I'm feeling right now because, our- no, just my result came out. I'm officially in tenth standard now. The board year, the most important year of my life and blah and blah and blah.
Sitting on the sofa with my back turned to my mother while she works in the kitchen speaking nonstop about how my grades have been dropping continuously. Because I scored 85% in the 9th Standard.
And this year is my board exam. According to her if i scored even a point less than 90 in boards then THEIR reputation will be at stake. How will their reputation be at stake, when it should be me held responsible for my marks or whatever.
I sat on the sofa, cross legged, head resting on the backrest while I looked at the ceiling fan. It glared back at me, I followed the movements of its wings in a circle and circle and cir-
"Are you even listening to me, anu!?" I closed my eyes, sat up straight and turned to look at mom. I nodded, "Yes, yes I'm." She stood there, weight on one leg, a hand on hip, full mom pose.
"Then tell me what I was barking about for the past 30 minutes?" She raised her one eyebrow. Eyes not leaving mine, that's when the front door opened. I thanked my brother for saving me.
My gaze went to the door, bhaiya entered and behind him-
Adrik Chauhan.
I looked at him, touching my mother's feet. "Khush raho, beta."
He straightened up and our eyes met. STOP IT! MY POOR HEART! I looked away immediately, continuing my glaring contest with the ceiling fan. Why's he here!?
"Chall, andar chlte hai." Bhaiya said after gulping down a glass of water. I looked at both of their backs retreating to bhaiya's room. I sometimes think they might be gay, they're always together, or with Radithya and Arwan bhaiya.
"Tum sudhar jao niranya, iss saal boards hai padhai pe dhyaan do. Tum ab kahi bahar nhi jaogi, phone nhi dungi mei tumhe apna-" Yes, I use Mumma's phone and sometimes Nihank's, because my parents didn't get one for me.
Hopefully this year I'll get some privacy. Mumma must be tired because she stopped speaking, while I didn't move from my place. I like sitting like this sometimes and zoning out.
What if this fan falls on me? What the fuck? I lean forward reaching for the TV remote from the centre table, I sit back switching it on.
I scroll through apps, Prime video? YouTube? Netflix?
"Anu, mei bank ja rhi hu, ek ghante mei vapas ajaungi." Mumma said coming out of the room, with her handbag.
"Hmm, theek hai." I replied not taking my eyes off the TV.
I finally decided on watching a movie, so I mirrored the TV with my phone. Playing Zootopia 2, I smiled at myself. Who am I without my bacho wali movie?
That's the least I can do to celebrate my result, 85% is not THAT bad. Right? Or is it? Who cares? I'll do better this year.
I turned the volume up to 45, no will hear anyways. And they must be wearing their headphones playing all those games and stuff they usually do.
I like these kinds of movies so much! I love Nick Wilde. Who doesn't? Correct me if I'm wrong but he's the crush of everyone. The hot as hell fox!
30 minutes in the movie, they are chaotic. I love them, I want them to end together!
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I turn off the TV and lean back on the sofa, a tired groan leaves my throat. I'm bored. So bored. I sit straight, keeping my elbows on my knees and resting my chin on my palms I think for a moment.
My eyes went to the closed door of bhaiya's room. I stand up, walk to the door. Press my ear against it, trying to listen, okay, eaves dropping. Why would a sane person do such a thing?
1. I'm bored
2. I'm bored
3. I'm bored
And I've nothing better to do.
— ADRIK'S POV—
It's been around an hour or so since we started playing this new video game Nihank bought. I felt my phone vibrating from behind me.
I glanced at it and saw my father calling me and then it went off. A missed call. Which means 'I should call him back if I'm not busy'.
I sigh and remove my headphones and hear noise from the living room, tapping on Nihank's shoulder to get his attention. Once he looked at me, I waved my phone in front of him because he didn't remove his headphones.
He nodded and I got up from the bean bag, opened the door, and something fell over me.
"Ow!"
Ayein?
It's not SOMETHING, it's SOMEONE. NIRANYA BHARDWAJ! Is she sane? What was she doing!? Was she eaves dropping?
No, the main problem is, she's still leaning against me and I'm holding both of her shoulders so she doesn't touch me.
I looked down at her, she looked at me, her ears turned red, eyes wide like a deer caught in a headlight. I slowly face Nihank and he still has his headphones on.
I swear to god, he'll never even know if I elope with Niranya under his nose. I look back at her.
"What were you doing?" I ask her, helping her back on her feet as I close the door behind me.
She looked around for a moment, then scratched her neck. Opened her mouth then closed it again.
"How stupid of me.." she muttered to herself.
"Anya?" she looked at me, finally. "Hm?"
"Were you eaves dropping?" I leaned down to her eyes level.
She gasped, not even trying to fake it. "What!? No! Why would I eavesdrop on your conversations!!"
"Then what were you doing with your ears pressed to the door?" I raised my eyebrows in a questioning manner. "Trying to listen if the door has a heartbeat or not!?"
"Yes" —she nodded with her eyes closed— " No! Ap toh bade ajeeb ho, door mei heartbeat thodi hoti!" She laughed at me! Areh!?
"Then what were you doing!?"
"Okay! Okay! I'm bored okay!? So I was trying to listen to what you were doing!" she bit her lips and then smiled.
"Gadhi"
"Gadhe hoge app!!!"
"I'm older than you!"
"Toh gu khalo fir!"
"AREH!?"
"GAWAR!" she flipped her, no! Slapped her hair on my face and went to her room. She thinks she's a queen!
Voh kahete hai na delulu is the solulu iske liye hee kahete hai.
Then my phone rang again. "Aj toh papa ne bacha liya tujhe, vrna batata mei." I murmured, while answering the call.
I've been around this little beam of sunshine since I was six years old. The three of us, me, Nihank and her, used to play together. Until she grew up and found friends of her own.
I'm not complaining, all she ever wanted to play was ghar-ghar anyways. I'd be the husband, Nihank the dog, and she....my wife.
I feel my face heating up at the thought. Stop it, adrik. I run a hand over my face. I put the phone over my ear.
"Kaha hai?" And the first thing he asked, no hi no hello.
Oh? Acha papa?
"Nihank ke ghar pe hu...kya hua?" I asked.
"Kab tak ayega?" I glance at my wrist watch.
"Ek ghante mei," it's 4:15pm right now. " Ata hu na 5:30 tak."
"Theek hai." He said.
"kya hua? Kuch kaam hai kya?" I asked, noticing his tone.
"Teri mummy ko firse fever chadd gya hai, 101." I run a hand through my hair.
Mom's been falling sick very often now. Reports showed nothing more than just a viral fever. "Dawai lete ana, I'm sending you the picture."
"Okay. Ata hu, abhi." And then I hung up.
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So... I'll agree with anyone who says that the first chapter is cringe because it is. There are many things I have to improve - word limit, monologue, descriptions and so on. And I promise I'll do better in future chapters. One thing I can guarantee is- It'll get better.
In return, I only ask for votes and some comments... I mean, I need some motivation guys. I won't tolerate unnecessary hate towards my characters, comparison with characters from other books. My characters are original, they have their own personalities, habits, humour and so on.
Be patient with my book, give it time, have faith. Also I've already mentioned in the disclaimer that it does not contain smut, has characters who become emotionally attached, has dead humour, uses laughter as a coping mechanism, will act unbothered while internally buffering, will react dramatically over a minor inconvenience, socially awkward, so yes. These are the teenagers you'll be dealing with throughout the whole book.
But they'll be emotionally available, always there for each other whenever they need each other, and will love deeply. They'll become your comfort zone, a home you never knew you needed until now.
These idiots will heal you accidentally and I'm here for it.
So that's it!
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With dher sara pyaar
Stella,
Signing in.
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