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1. An injured encounter

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Sawan bito jaaye piharwa (*2)
Man mera ghabraye
Aiso gaye pardes piya tum (*2)
Chain humein nahi aaye (*2)
Mora saiyan mo se bole na (*2)
Mai lakh jatan kar haari
Lakh jatan kar haar rahi
Mora Saiyaan mo se bole na!

A pair of fingers clicked in front of Sonakshi's deep black orbs bringing her out of her wonderland. She removed the ear plugs from her ears. Music would often transport her to a world of alternate realities, of people known and unknown, weaving stories around the lyrics.

Sonakshi looked around and landed back to reality. She was still in the packed metro standing with the support of a pillar along with her best friends from college Elena and Neha. Neha, the more practical one of the group was the pioneer in bringing Sonakshi back to reality. The girls were in the 2nd year of MBBS at Lady Hardinge Medical College, Delhi

Sonakshi glanced at Neha and then outside the window her eyes following the rain drops tracing the glass window and drawing patterns on it. It was 5 in the evening when the girls were returning home after spending their last day at college before the summer breaks.

"The next station is Janak Puri West, doors will open to the left."

The mechanical voice of a lady announced the arrival of Sonakshi's residential locality and she bid a quick good bye to her friends. It has been 3 years since she left school, leaving behind the excitement of long Summer holidays. Nostalgia seldom enveloped her and this was one such day. She missed the innocent excitement of the last day before vacations at school. As a kid she used to wait for the vacations which brought along family trips, paper planes and boats but now without college, without friends vacations seemed dull with YouTube and Wattpad as her only mates.

She reached home and threw her bag on her bed.

"Aa gayi Shona?" Asha Bose her mom called out "I called you so many times but you didn't even care to pick my calls"

"Oh! Sorry Ma, my phone was on silent mode" Sona spoke with zero expressions in her voice

"Why are you sounding so low?"Asha was concerned

"Boring vacations are here!" Sonakshi laid down flat on her bed

"Nothing to do?" Asha asked and Sona shook her head in negative

"Theek hai toh bring some groceries from the market. ... Wait a second ... Here is the list ... Come on now Shona fast ... Chalo chalo be quick" Asha clapped her hands indicating the emergency

"Maaaaaa...."

"Don't crib now please haa my Mishti, My Shona beta... Your Baba and Dada are anyway not going to come back before 10"

Sonakshi wore her slippers and in her messed state headed towards the market.

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"Dev... Deevvvv speed kam kar. You are overspeeding bhai" Jatin Dev's best friend screamed and squealed in Dev's ear to reduce the speed of his bike

"Relax kar oye" Karan tried to calm down his panicked friend

"Wahi! Can you please shut up and Dev please, please reduce the speed" Jatin tried ordering Dev but he was in no mood to pay any heed to him

The three of them were 'tripling' on Dev's bullet with a speed of 80 kmph plus on a busy and jam packed road near Jatin's house.

As the wind slapped their faces Dev and Karan's (Wahi) excitement level increased thus increasing their speed even more.

"Marenge!" Jatin made the last comment hoping it won't turn out to be the last one of his life.

"Hum to doobenge Sanam tumko bhi le dubenge" Dev turned to remark and

WHOOSH
THUD
BANG

In a fraction of seconds the three of them collided with a vegetable vendor and along with his stack of veggies the three of them were on the ground!

"Ouch!" A female voice popped out of the blue. She was crying in pain

"Oh shit!" Karan was the first to notice that along with the vendor they had bumped into his customer too, who was down on the ground with a twisted ankle.

The boys got up and were in full mood to leave the accident site when -

"Wait!Ruko!" The girl snapped at them. With the help of some on lookers she managed to get up "Where the hell do you think you guys are going?"

"Dekho madam..." Jatin opened his mouth to reason with her but the girl had already surpassed all the levels of tolerance

"No. Now you will listen directly from the police" She screamed and dusted the dirt off her clothes.

"Police ki dhamki! Jaanti ho mera baap kaun hai?" Karan spat attitude

"No I don't par tu bhi bhool gaya kya ki tera baap kaun hai ya koi confusion hai?" The girl faked a deadly polite tone "By the way I am Ms Bose ... Sonakshi Bose and you guys are in deep trouble kyuki mai baap ke dam par nahi apne dam par lad kar sakti hu ... I'll straight away call the police"

"P..police?" The vendor was skeptical about involving the cops "Thoda adjust kar lein?" He suggested settling the matter here only with money for his damage.

Dev understood his intentions and paid him double the loss.

Sona was enraged. Such assholes were damping the basic framework of the country. They were sending all the three tiers of our system down the drain. They were the cause of corruption, terrorism and according to Sona global warming was the action of their sins too!

"Aapka kitna hua?" Karan asked Sona to know how much would she take to keep her big mouth shut and also what would be the compensation of her injury.

Sonakshi staunched an angry glare at the trio scaring the shit out of Karan atleast. She left the 'crime scene' limping on her way all thanks to her injured foot.

"******!" Sona cursed the group mentally

"Interesting" Dev mumbled under his breath. His eyes were constantly following Sonakshi's retreating figure.

Precap- Plans for the road trip

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