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Ananya POV
"Tum unki puja kar rahi thi. Woh bhagwan hai na?" (You were worshipping him. He is a God na?) Bua Kunti asks.
"Woh mere bade bhai hain, mere rakhak hai, meri dhal hai, mere pita saman hai, agar main unki puja nahi karungi toh aur kiski karungi?" (He is my elder brother, my protector, my steel, he is a father figure in my life, if I don't worship him, then who else will I worship?) I ask her.
She shakes her head, "Uska koi Uttar nahi hai mere pas. Par tumne bilkul sahi kaha hai." (I don't have any answer to it. It's completely correct.)
"Woh humari behena hai, bua. Krishna ki Krishnen hai, sahi hi hogi." (She is my sister, Aunt. She is Krishna's Krishnen, of course she is right.) A voice says and we turn ahead to find brother Krishna standing in the middle of the room, while the others are seated.
"Oh! Brother dear, no more I will blush." I say in a mock shy tone and he raises an eyebrow, while Big bro snorts.
"Move away I am hungry." I say and push past him to my sisters.
"Par kaise kahogi, pyari behena?" (But how are you going to eat, darling sister.) my brother asks me.
"Haath se, brother dear. Aap kaise khate ho?" (Using my hand, brother dear. How do you eat?) I raised an eyebrow like him.
"Oh, dear God!" I wail.
"Yes" my brother says. I give him an are-you-serious look.
"Well, I am darling sis." He says smiling his annoying smile.
"Well then, Fucking Shit I can't have food because I hurt my hands. That asshole its all because of him." I refrain myself from giving Shakuni a dirty look.
"Stop Cursing, Anni" Big bro scolds me.
"Not you to big bro, how will this kind heart, sweet and cut face handle it?"
