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Nupur please please can i make a request can you pen your story around the same scenario's as of the shows please please 🤭🤭🤭🤭🤭
Bohot acha tha Yaar especially Meetwa k monologue
Isse Yaad aaya mujhe
Bnda Punjabi bolta h aur h Shyad wo haryanvi 🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣ya Punjabi
Apne andar k Punjabi ko bahar aane se nhi rok sakta shagun
I'm definitely going to try and keep some parts close to the original and do a reimagining of some scenes, lekin can't promise! I sit down to write one thing and something else only comes out of it! 😆😆Originally posted by: Shividhadkndilk
Nupur please please can i make a request can you pen your story around the same scenario's as of the shows please please 🤭🤭🤭🤭🤭
Bohot acha tha Yaar especially Meetwa k monologue
Isse Yaad aaya mujhe
Bnda Punjabi bolta h aur h Shyad wo haryanvi 🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣ya Punjabi
Apne andar k Punjabi ko bahar aane se nhi rok sakta shagun
Originally posted by: nupurvj23
I'm definitely going to try and keep some parts close to the original and do a reimagining of some scenes, lekin can't promise! I sit down to write one thing and something else only comes out of it! 😆😆
Yupp i know idea kuch or hota h likha hua final product kuch or hi nikal aata h🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣
Hello!
Here we go – chapter 2! I’m trying this thing where I alternate between points of view. Let me know if you guys like it and I’ll continue to do that. This chapter sort of sets up the story a bit more – that’ll happen for a bit, and then we’ll really get into it!
Comments and feedback are always welcome! 😃
Cheers,
Nupur
PS: IF is letting me tag some people, but not everyone. If someone can tag other people, that would be awesome!
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Chapter 2
The sight that greeted Meet when she walked into her house 10 minutes later was unsurprising. Her sister was pacing in the aangan muttering under her breath, dadi sat on her chaar paai pretending to be meditating (she was actually ignoring Manushi) and her mother sat on the dining table cutting bhindi for that night’s dinner.
“Koi manne batayega ki problem ke hai?” she asked no one in particular.
As soon as Manushi heard her voice, she rushed to the door and ushered Meet in. Grabbing her hand, Manushi started ranting.
“Dekh na Meet, kal Kunal aur uski family aa rahe hain aur Maa aur Dadi mujhe parlor jaane nahi de rahe! Kitni unfair baat hai! Mujhe thoda effort toh daalna padega na, par yeh log baat samajhte hi nahi hain. Tu hi samjha!” she exclaimed.
Meet nodded sympathetically. What she really wanted to do was roll her eyes at Manushi’s tirade. It had been like that ever since Pandit ji had approached them with a prospective groom for Manushi. Kunal lived in Chandigarh and came from a decent family. He was an MBA who had just started working at an MNC and was doing well for himself. He didn’t have much family to speak of, but was very close to his mother’s side of the family and was going to be coming to their house in Shahbad the next day with them to lock down a date for the roka. Manushi had been over the moon since she had met Kunal a week ago. They had met once and exchanged numbers and were now in the habit of speaking to each other daily. Manushi had said yes despite the fact that Meet hadn’t met him yet. Meet had been out doing deliveries the last time his family and him had visited and she hoped to meet him soon, but he had received a glowing recommendation from Ram-Lakhan which had put Meet’s mind at ease.
“Oho mummy, yo ke naya natak hai. Jaane de na didi ko. Main bike par le jaaungi aur phir jab didi ka kaam khatam ho jaayega toh isse le bhi aaungi. Problem ke hai?!” she said.
Meet knew the only way to diffuse the situation was to give in to Manushi’s demands. Then she remembered what had happened to her bike that morning.
“Arey par accident hua tha…manne toh bike garage mein deni hai…” she said out loud to herself.
Anubha’s ears perked up at that.
“Ke? Accident? Tera accident hua tha?!” she exclaimed loudly.
Dadi stopped pretending and immediately beckoned Meet to her.
“Kyun chori? Tanne kitni baar kaha hai ke sambhal kar bike chala! Ke hua? Tanne lagi to na hai na?” she asked, as she ran her hands over Meet’s head and arms inspecting for injuries.
Meet smiled and shook her head.
“Ke dadi, manne kuch na hua. Vo toh ek pagal andhon ki tarah gaadi chala raha tha, aur bike par thodi si lag gayi… main theek hoon” she assured her mother and grandmother.
Anubha made a face and shook her head as she walked into the kitchen muttering under her breath asking mata rani when her younger daughter would be blessed with some more common sense.
The next morning Meet dropped Manushi to the parlor, dropped her bike at the garage and was just about making her way to Ram Lakhan when she bumped into someone very tall on the busy streets of Shahbad.
For a moment, Meet thought she had bumped into the same guy who had wrecked her bike, but on closer observation, this man did not look like that guy.
“Sorry bhaiya, manne dekha nahi…” she started.
The guy waved her apology off as he straightened his shirt.
“Arey, it’s not a problem. Main bhi dekh kar nahi chal raha tha…” he said pointing to his phone.
Before Meet could say anything, he started looking around as if trying to find something.
“Ke baat hai bhaiya, thode confused lag rahe ho?” she asked.
“Haan, vo ek address nahi mil raha isliye thoda confused hoon” he said.
“Koi baat na, manne batao. Shahbad ki harr gali jaanu hoon main…” she said.
He extended his phone towards her to show her. Meet realised it was the halwai her father used to like and smiled a little. She explained the directions to the stranger in detail to make sure he would not get lost.
“Thank you! Tumne mera time bacha diya! 10 minute se ghoom raha hoon aur logon se pooch raha hoon, lekin kisi ne sahi se help nahi ki aur tumne bina maange help de di. Thank you!” he exclaimed.
“Koi baat na…” she said.
Meet smiled at him and waved goodbye as he walked off towards his destination. For some reason, this stranger had reminded her a lot of her father; gentle smile, polite demeanour and a positive vibe.
The last thing Meet heard as she turned back to head her way, was the stranger, on the phone, asking someone called Sunaina what sweets he was meant to buy.
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