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"But papa." I interrupted his talks.

"Arrey yaar Malu it has been months since I saw you. And it's a golden opportunity to work here in India.And ya you are coming back.I literally announced this to whole family yesterday so you can't deny it." He explained to me with a giggle because he was winning the argument but not so like an argument.

Technically he is right. I am getting a golden opportunity to work with THE INDIAN CRICKET TEAM.

"Yaa coming back to India is nice but I have got work piling up here.Anyway I am gonna accept it." I said to which I could hear him whisper screaming something happily. He hasn't changed even a bit.

"Bye Papa. I have some pending work to complete." I disconnected the call to do the most difficult chore of mine. I rushed upstairs and banged on the bedroom door.

"Uth jaaaaa gadhiiii" I screamed so loudly so that my voice reach her ears.

(Get up donkey.)

No response. Ofcourse she don't have senses when she is sleeping. Even if the whole house collapse she won't know it.

"Aadhi get up. You are gonna be late again." I screamed again but still no response.

Just wish I could bang her head with a hammer.

"Aadhi it's 8." I kicked on the door hard.

Control babe control.

Finally a groggy voice responded.
"Five more minutes please."

As usual.

"Get up now or else I am gonna leave." I said banging the door last time.

Aadhya finally opened the door, her hair resembling bird's nest. And half opened eyes and gave me a tight smile.

"Bitch". I cursed her and came down. I turned to see the lazy zero size slim beauty descending the stairs like an old lady.

"Coffee" I told and kept it on the table.

"Thanks babyyy." She said with a smile showing her 32 teeth or more.

This animal may have more!! And I'll break them in one puch someday for sure.

"I decided to go to India." I broke the news to which she did a dance literally wiggling her shoulders.

"I bet you'll miss my beans toast!!" She replied me swaying her hair.. I mean nest backwards.
"Yaa the burnt beans!" I said to which she pouted.

"Nobody is there for you to kiss on it." I chuckled to which she frowned.

#singlebestfriends

"Gonna get ready. I ain't boss's favourite like you! Hahh I need this job to live!!" She sighed dramatically.

"Pack your belongings cutie. We are going to India." I said to which she looked at me wide eyed.

"Heinnnn that means!!" She literally started jumping.
"Tum jahan mein wahan!!" She sang and did the iconic SRK pose.

"Have to rush." She spoke as she rushed to get ready, I sat back and sipped my coffee, feeling a little more optimistic about the possibility of returning to India. Life in London was great, but maybe a change of scenery wouldn't be so bad after all.

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Sanjana, as usual the vibrant and happy lady , was in her room, getting ready for the day while singing her favorite song in front of the mirror. Her infectious energy filled the room, making everything seem brighter.
Just as she hit a particularly high note, the door swung open, and Jasprit Bumrah, walked in with a curious smile on his face.

"Whoa, Sanjana! Did you have an extra cup of coffee this morning, or are you auditioning for a singing competition?" Bumrah asked curiously with a chuckle.

"Neither! I'm just really, really happy today." Sanjana replied laughing.

"And what's the reason for this sudden burst of joy? Did you get an exclusive interview with a Bollywood star or something?" He enquired.

"Even better! My favorite junior, Malavika, is coming back to India. She's joining me on duty here and will be covering the Indian cricket team with me starting next week!" She exclaimed like a child.

"Malavika? The one you always talk about?" He asked her with excitement.

"That's the one! She's been in London since three years, and I've missed her so much. But now, she's transferring here to join our team. Can you believe it?" She exclaimed jumping.

"That's fantastic news! I remember you saying how great she is. It'll be nice to finally meet her. Plus, having another person to share your workload with is always a bonus." He replied to which she smiled wide.

"Exactly! And it's not just about the work. She's like a little sister to me. We used to have the best time together. I can't wait to catch up and make new memories." She left out a sigh happily.

"Looks like our world is about to get a whole lot livelier. I'm looking forward to seeing what kind of energy she brings." He replied.

"Oh, trust me, Jassy. With Malavika around, there will never be a dull moment. She's full of life, and her enthusiasm is contagious. I just hope she's ready for the madness that is covering cricket in India."
She said admiring herself in imagination.

"So, when is she arriving?"

"In a few days! I'm already planning a welcome party for her. It's going to be epic. You're helping, of course." She answered.

"Wouldn't miss it for the world. Alright, I better get going to practice. See you at the stadium?" He replied smiling.

"You bet! And Bumrah, get ready to be blown away by Malavika. She's going to take our team to the next level." She spoke.

As Bumrah left, Sanjana turned back to the mirror, her smile even brighter than before. She continued singing, her excitement for Malavika's arrival growing with every note. The days ahead promised to be full of laughter, hard work, and new adventures.

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A week later.

Hero ki entry.
Curtain goes up..
And here comes Shubman Gill.

Shubman was lifting weight while Ishaan is sitting nearby enjoying a burger.

Shubman glared at Ishan.
"Seriously Ishan ?! A burger in the gym ? You know how counter productive that is, right ?"

Ishan took another bite and smiled. "Hey, a man's gotta eat. Besides all are not fitness freaks like you."

Shubman rolled his eyes.
Ishan leaned back as he wanted to share a hot gossip with him.
"You know what I heard that a new journalist surviving from London!!"

Shubman looked at him uninterested. "So what let him come!"
"Not him. But her!" Ishan answered wiggling his eyebrows.

"Not again I am not interested to be in a relationship currently. And ya don't start your shipping" He warned.

"Hmm you might want to care about this one.I heard that she is beautiful and her name is Avika no it's Mallika something like that." Ishan explained taking another bite.

Shubman sighed.

Ishan continued his bickering.
"Look Shubhi stop being a Romance resistant superhero. Like seriously you can't keep dodging love forever! Who knows ? This journalist might be the one to change your mind."

"Doubt it. I'm focused on my goals, and a relationship is not one of them." Shubman spoke irritated.

Ishaan smirked.
"We'll see about that. Just promise me you will keep an opened mind when you meet her."

Shubman reluctantly nodded.
And he continued his workout and Ishan continued enjoying his fully loaded chicken burger.

Suddenly Sanjana, Bumrah's wife calls Shubman.

"Yes bhabhi." He answered.

Ishan mouthed a "what??" And Shubman showed him a shutup gesture.

"Yaa okay bhabhi. Why not ?!" He said as he disconnected the call.

"We have to go with Bhabhi to pick them up." Shubman told Ishana s he continued his workout.

"Pick whom ?!" Ishan asked confused.

"The new journalist duo." He answered to which Ishan laughed.

"You are gonna be trapped with her for the whole life. Seems so like even destiny wants you to be together!" Ishan exclaimed jumping on the floor.

"Ohh come on. We haven't even met eachother yet ." He shrugged his shoulder.

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"I need the window seat." Aadhya said showing Malavika puppy eyes. "Okay fine." Malavika rolled her eyes.

"Okay let me post a story." Aadhya said taking her phone to click a photo.

"The food isn't that good." Aadhya said munching the sandwich. And tasted Malavika's food literally snatching it from her.

"Hot right ?!!" Aadhya asked Malavika.
"The pasta ?" Malavika raised her eyebrows.
"Nop. The pilot. So good looking." Aadhya said sheepishly grinning to which Malavika smacked her head lightly.

After a long flight and a lot of fights the duo landed in India.

"Malu wait!!" Aadhya said searching for something. And took out her lipstick reapplying it.

A foreigner came to Malavika and asked her Instagram id.

The possesive bestfriend in Aadhya woke up.

"It's @ deepikapadukone" Aadhya replied and dragged Malavika and left.

"What was that ?!" Malavika asked.
"What you mean. He liked you. I don't want a foreigner jiju. Search for an Indian breed. And ya Deepika is more beautiful than you let him admire her." She said with a 'Ewww' expression.

"Even if he wanted to make you his bestfriend I won't allow him to. You can make a boyfriend but not a new bestfriend. Or else." Aadhya said doing a hand expression of slitting her throat. And Malavika mouthed 'possessive' and Aadhya mouthed whispering 'I am.'

They moved towards the gate and found Sanjana standing there.

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Me and Ishan, along with Sanjana bhabhi, were waiting for the girls outside the bustling airport terminal. The sun was setting, casting a warm golden hue over the scene. Excitement buzzed in the air for bhabhi as she scanned the crowd for her friends.

I spotted two girls emerging from the terminal. The first girl moved with a grace that seemed almost unreal, her silhouette framed by the glowing light. Looks like she stepped out of a dream.

Her hair, dark and lustrous, cascaded over her shoulders in soft waves, catching the sunlight and shimmering with every step she took. Her eyes, bright and lively, seemed to sparkle with a mix of joy and curiosity. As she walked closer to us I could notice the delicate lines of her face, the gentle curve of her smile that seemed to light up her entire being.

They waved at us. Or maybe at Bhabhi. And she came and hugged her and Sanjana bhabhi is looking so happy.

"Mukkuu" Bhabhi called her..

Mukku!!

"How are you dii ?! Looking so beautiful." She asked and complemented as she broke the hug.

Even she is beautiful.

I then looked at Ishan and he was looking at the other girl with a horrible weird expression.

What happened to him ?

I hit his hand and he looked at her again like he was zooming her.

"Favouritism on top." She dramatically sighed and bhabhi and 'mukku' laughed.

And suddenly she looked at Ishan and her expression changed all of a sudden. She narrowed her eyes and furrowed her brows.

"Aren't you the one who broke my Ipad last year on June 13th and then called me arrogant and left even without apologising." She asked to Ishan.

What a memory.!!!!

"You are arrogant. I won't apologize the fault was yours." Ishan also retorted.

The girl was going to say something and 'mukku' glared at her.

"Malavika" She forwarded her hand to me.

Such a soft hand. And beautiful smile.

Me too did a handshake. "Shubman" I introduced.

"Come on all know you guys." She chuckled.

"Aadhya Sharma". She introduced and we did a handshake.

"Hi" I replied.

"Let's leave." Sanjana bhabhi said and we moved towards the car. I sat on the driving seat with Ishan on the wheel and Bhabhi and them at back.

I adjusted the mirror to see her face.

Why am I behaving like this !!

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Author's POV

Through the mirror, Shubman watched her. The way she tucked a strand of hair behind her ear, the gentle rise and fall of her laughter, and the sparkle in her eyes as she shared stories from her journey-all of it seemed mesmerizing. Her beauty was not just in her appearance but in the way she engaged with the world around her, her expressions animated and genuine.

In the fleeting moments of stolen glances, Shubman noticed the subtleties of her features-the delicate curve of her jawline, the graceful arc of her eyebrows, and the way her lips formed words with effortless elegance. Each detail seemed to him like a brushstroke in a masterful painting, a work of art that he couldn't help but admire.

As they drove on, Shubman's mind wandered. He imagined conversations they might have, the stories they could share, and the adventures they could embark on together. Every time their eyes met in the mirror, even if just for a split second, he felt a connection, a silent understanding that made his heart race.

He acknowledged a newfound appreciation for her presence, recognizing that her beauty extended beyond the surface; it was in her infectious energy and the way she effortlessly brightened the atmosphere around them.

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♡ Pehle toh kabhi yun
Mujhko na aisa kuch hua
Deewani lehron ko
Jaise saahil mila ♡

The first chapter is posted.

Hope you all liked it.

It's my first book as an author I hope you all will forgive the mistakes in the story.

~AuthorAahi