𝗠𝗶𝘀𝘀 𝗣𝗮𝗴𝗮𝗹 𝗩𝗦 𝗠𝗿 𝗞𝗵𝗮𝗱𝘂𝘀

Chapter 8

"Jeej, yeh aapke bhai ki tabiyat thik hai kya?" Nandini asked Abhi. "Itna ajeeb behave kar rahe hai."

"Arre....Cabir toh hai hi ajeeb." Abhi replied, earing himself a glare from Navya.

"Nahi nahi...main Cabir bhai ki nahi, Manik sir ki baat kar rahi hoon." Nandini clarified. She quickly glanced back and saw Manik was still admiring her with his mouth open before leaning closer to Abhi. "Jabse main niche aayi hoon tabse mujhe hi dekh jaa rahe hai...upar se, I think I saw him drooling."

"Kya!?" Abhi looked back but at that moment Manik looked away. "Kahan?"

"Woh-" Nandini turned to show him but was confused to see Manik now busy with someone else. "Par abhi toh...nevermind...forget it Jeej."

"Nandu...Im sure tumhe koi galatfemi hui hogi. Manik aisa kuch nahi karega....usse aaj tak koi ladki paata nahi paya hai." Abhi said.

"Kyun? Is he asexual?" Nandini asked. Abhi opened his mouth to answer but Nandini suddenly gasped. "Or is he gay? Mera ek dost hai jiju London mein, Robin he is also gay. So dont worry, main bilkul judge nahi karungi. Infact, main Manik sir ko apne London wale dost ke saath set up kar sakti hoon!"

"Woa woah woah!" Abhi exclaimed laughing while Mukti & Navya also chuckled. "Shant ho jaa babydoll....Manik is not gay! Its just....past mein uske ex girlfriend ne bohot burri tarah se dil thoda tha uska. After that, he just lost his smile....purane wala Manik woh raha hi nahi."

"Oh..." Nandini got quiet, feeling bad for Manik. 

"You know...pehle Manik bohot masti karta tha. Especially Dadu aur Dadi ki anniversary party pe toh...woh haar saal ganna gata tha, naachta tha...but its been years since he let loose like that."

Nandini suddenly smirked as an idea formed in her head. "Jeej...agar Manik sir pehle ki tarah nache aur gaye...toh kya Dadu aur Dadi khush ho jayenge?"

"Of course....agar aisa hua toh sirf Dadu Dadi nahi sab hi bohot kuch honge." Abhi replied. 

"Nandu...tu kya soch rahi hai?" Mukti asked her sister suspiciously.

"Sab ko khush karne ki tareeka." Nandini mumbled so nobody could hear her properly.

"Kya?"

"Kuch nahi Didu...main abhi aati hoon."

Nandini walked off and looked for the one person who she knew could help her in her plan. 

"Cabir bhai..." Nandini tapped Cabir's shoulder and pulled him away from the guests. "I need your help."

"Haan bol." Cabir replied. Nandini pulled Cabir closer and whispered into his ears. 

"So....what do you think?" Nandini asked.

 Cabir's face lit up with excitement and naughtiness. "This will be fun." 

Cabir winked before he walked over to Manik. "Yaar Manik...tujhe paata hai Nandini kya bol rahi thi?"

"Mujhe kaise paata hoga? Woh ladki jab dekho bolti toh rehti hai." Manik replied. "Ab kya kaha usne?"

"Yehi ki yeh party bohot boring hai...aur tu bhi boring hai." Cabir said.

"Haan toh? Woh kya sochti hai...koi farak nahi parta hai mujhe." Manik said, although it did hurt his feelings to be called boring.

"Woh...guests ko aisa bol rahi thi. In fact woh yeh bhi bol rahi thi ki Malhotra khandaan ka beta hoke...tune kitna ghatiya party organize ki hai. Usne kaha ki uske London mein isse kahi zyada happening parties hote hai."

With each word, Manik got more and more annoyed. Then he noticed Nandini laughing with some other guests.

"Dekh...unko bhi yehi sab bol rahi hogi." Cabir said. Manik gritted his teeth and marched over to her, pulling her back by her arm.