ARSHI FF- INBOX INSANITY- MESSAGE (5)- DINNER DATE - Page 8

Absolutely loving this

Gosh it is hilarious...you know their conversations. To make the matter more interesting, anika and may be ishana too has entered to scene

Plz pm me when you are updating

Oh my god u just kick me out of my comfy couch to the ground ... Experienced Real RofL ...

Not seen ishqbaaz herd about recently but i m I guess (ek pati vrata -ippknd) so don't have any background .. Till these new ppl get added it was going fine too.. Arnav n khushi bickering is the most Email bickering I ever seen .. Waiting for more

Massive apologies for this taking so long, it's wedding season so I've been a little busy. Back to more regular updates ASAP. :) Also, all of your comments are amazing and I hope I'm able to keep making you all laugh!

MESSAGE (5): DINNER DATE

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From: Khushi Gupta

To: Anika

Subject: Plan A

There's no way this is going to work. I mean, in your case Ishana is 100% correct and there is definitely an undercurrent- nay- a veritable tidal wave of sexual tension underlying your "enmity" with SSO so Plan S is definitely all but guaranteed to be a complete success.

But Plan A... I barely know the man. At least not well enough to pull this off. Aargh!

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From: Anika

To: Khushi Gupta

Subject: Plan A vs Plan S

Er, need I remind you that Plan S is infinitely more complex and layered than Plan A? It also involves me getting help from a third party and persuading him to participate which is always a dangerous thing to do- as L explained so succinctly in Death Note, the more people involved in a plan, the lower its likelihood of success.

In comparison to the Indian-Drama-Level scheming I'm going to have to pull off, yours is basically every Hollywood RomCom ever.

Good luck though! Let's have Lunch again soon.

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From: Khushi Gupta

To: Arnav Singh Raizada

Subject: An Apology

Hello,

I would like to apologise for everything that transpired earlier. Please allow me to make it up to you by taking you out for a drink.

Sincerely,

Khushi Gupta

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From: Arnav Singh Raizada

To: Khushi Gupta

Subject: Err

Did your period just finish or...?

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From: ishana@alliance.org

To: Khushi Gupta

Subject: Not To Question Your Methods But Er...

I don't think hitting Arnav over the head with a massive folder is the best way to get him to fall for you.

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From: Khushi Gupta

To: Arnav Singh Raizada

Subject: An Apology

Hello,

I would like to apologise for everything that transpired earlier. Please allow me to make it up to you by taking you out for a drink.

Sincerely,

Khushi Gupta

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From: Arnav Singh Raizada

To: Khushi Gupta

Subject: Let's Try That Again, Shall We?

Hello,

Thank you for your apology. Unfortunately, I do not drink.

Kind regards,

Arnav Singh Raizada

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From: Khushi Gupta

To: Arnav Singh Raizada

Subject: Your "Teetotal" Status

I literally just heard you make plans to go out on "a massive bender" this weekend with the guy sitting next to you.

I know there are some colloquial differences between US and UK English, but I'm pretty sure you can't go on "a massive bender" without drinking. Unless, of course, you're referring to a fender bender, in which case I can only assume you are about to commit insurance fraud and therefore I feel I must immediately inform the police.

Sincerely,

Khushi Gupta

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From: Arnav Singh Raizada

To: Khushi Gupta

Subject: You Got Me

Let me clarify. I do not drink with crazy people who keep insulting and attacking me. I find alcohol tends to exaggerate the worst in most people. Consider this my way of preventing you from committing murder.

Regards,

Arnav Singh Raizada

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From: Khushi Gupta

To: Arnav Singh Raizada

Subject: Crazy People

If I really am as crazy as you seem to think, are you sure it's wise to turn down a request to have drinks with me?

Look over at me. Do it now. I'll wave. See that? Great. Now watch me pick up the phone. I'm dialling 999. I'm about to phone in an anonymous tip about your insurance fraud.

Now think again, Raizada. Are you sure you don't want to come for drinks with me?

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From: Arnav Singh Raizada

To: Khushi Gupta

Subject: PUT DOWN THE BLOODY PHONE

FINE. YOU WIN. I'LL HAVE DRINKS WITH YOU.

You're a lunatic.

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From: Khushi Gupta

To: Arnav Singh Raizada

Subject: Drinks

Oh, great. I mean, only if you're sure you really want to.

When are you free?

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From: Arnav Singh Raizada

To: Khushi Gupta

Subject: My Schedule

Well would you look at that, looks like I'm completely booked for the next few months. Ah wait, aren't you heading back to the States in a few months? How sad. Maybe next time.

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From: Arnav Singh Raizada

To: Khushi Gupta

Subject: PUT DOWN THE PHONE

I'M SORRY, I TAKE IT BACK. HOW DOES TOMORROW NIGHT SOUND?

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From: Khushi Gupta

To: Arnav Singh Raizada

Subject: Tomorrow Night

Sounds great!

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From: Khushi Gupta

To: Anika, Ishana

Subject: Plan A Is Ago

Tomorrow night.

I'll send you the Where later.

Be there.

Bring your best disguises.

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From: Lavanya Kasyap

To: Khushi Gupta

Subject: An Update On NK

Where do I begin?

So we went for a jog and then afterwards, NK was like "Hey do you want to come back to mine for a bit?" and I totally wanted to but I thought that was kind of presumptuous of him, you know? Like just because I got sweaty on a run with him doesn't mean I'm up for just any old sweat-inducing physical activity this quickly.

And I said that to him and, guess what LondonTits? He blushed. Like bright red from his neck to the tips of his ears. And my heart about melted as he stammered out that of course that wasn't what he meant and he just wanted to make me a smoothie or a protein shake or something to recover.

What choice did I have, I ask you? I kissed him right there where we were standing on the stairs. And he was great at it. Not too much moisture. Variation in pressure. Just a bit of lip nibbling.

I don't know how long it went on for, but we had to stop because Mrs Antonello hit me on the back of the legs with her cane because we were blocking the stairwell and she couldn't get past with her three paper bags full of tomatoes. You know for such an otherwise stereotypical Italian, that woman really does not care much for passion and romance.

NK, of course, apologised profusely to her and offered to carry the bags the rest of the way for her. Mrs Antonello was immediately charmed and by the time they actually reached her apartment, she was offering to introduce him to her granddaughter...

She glared at me as she did that, you know? As though she'd pelt me with her stupid tomatoes if I dared say anything.

I just smiled super sweetly at her and then went up and kissed NK again just as Mrs Antonello was closing her door. I know she was peering through the peephole.

Long story short, NK invited me on a proper date. We're going out for dinner tomorrow night.

How's it going with you and BananaBoy? Have you jumped his banana yet?

Love,

La

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From: Khushi Gupta

To: Lavanya Kasyap

Subject: You and NK

Everything about that story was disgustingly cute.

Are you sure he hasn't been sent to infiltrate your life and then assassinate you because this boy sounds too good to be true. Actually, is this true? Are you sure you haven't just invented New Kid as a way to pass the time while I'm in London?

Though tbh, that sounds far too much like Mrs Antonello to be made up. Seriously, what is wrong with that woman? One time she saw me talking to her son- he dropped a letter as I was heading up to your apartment and I picked it up and gave it back to him- and she held a Crucifix at me and started quoting the Bible.

I was so utterly baffled that I just started chanting the lyrics of Didi Tera Dewar Deewana back at her.

Every word of Hindi I know just flew out of my head, except for:

"Didi tera devar deewana

Ho didi tera devar deewana

Haye Ram, kudiyon ko daale daana (Haye Ram, kudiyon ko daale daana)"

She grabbed her son and slammed the door to their apartment.

This all said, I cannot wait to hear about your date (or imaginary date) with NK. I hope it goes well. Do not wear the red chiffon dress. Yes, it makes you look amazing, but bad things always happen when you wear it. Remember Vinay? And do I even need to mention Branden?

Though let's be real, it was your own fault for agreeing to date anyone called Branden.

As for BananaBoy... I can't tell you what's happening there just yet. Soon, my pretty. Soon.

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From: Lavanya Kasyap

To: Khushi Gupta

Subject: Awww

You called me pretty!

Love youuu,

La

I want banana hammock please!!!!!! Can u make Khushi say it to him on their date? Please please please!!!!

Hahaha... at the end of each chapter, I do resemble a lunatic.

ASR just fell flat on the banana he just threw at Khushi. Points to the lady ofcourse. Cornered and conquered. XD

Didi tera devar while someone recites Bible to your face? really? - unstoppable guffawing!

Lavanya and NK... atleast their story is on track. Or at least it seems so.

Thank you for the laughter doses fallingpieces!

Another great day of a barrage of emails... hope they don't email each other when they go out for drinks. 😉

Once again I will say," it's awesome "

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Oh gosh I needed this. Lots of stress in my life right now and then I see this update. It had me laughing and grinning! Poor Arnav, he really doe snot know what has hit him or what is about to hit him!

Unbelievably hilarious and superb !!!! 🤣 Loved it so much. Keep this incredible work coming. 😃