Shubman Gill, A 27 year old star Cricketer of the Indian Cricket team. Hot, Handsome, Charming and the most eligible bachelor of India. He could be as hot as Sun and as cold as Ice. What happens when he gets to know about his Grandfather's last wish...
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(I'll edit the typos after the match.)
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•| Day 1 - Engagement |•
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"Kaha khoya hua hai, bhai?" I heard Ishan ask me from the other side of the room.
(Where are you lost, brother?)
"Meri biwi ke khayalon me." I said with a silly smile on my face.
(In thoughts about my wife.)
Abhishek started snickering from the sofa. "I can't believe this is the same guy who thought getting married at 27 was stupid." He said.
"I know right? Look at him now, how desperate he is to marry Bhabhi for the second time." Ishan said while fixing his hair.
Meri engagement me mujhse zyada time isko lag rha hai taiyaar hone me.
(He's taking more time to get ready on my engagement.)
"Very desperate." I said while looking at them. I have zero shame in accepting the fact that I'm a love sick puppy for my wife.
"Majnu!" Ishan said without even looking at me.
Abhishek chuckled. "You calling him 'Manju' is very ironical." Abhishek said while smirking at Ishan.
Ishan bit back his smile and continued setting his already set hair.
"Is Joru ke Ghulam jitna nahi hu." Ishan replied while looking at me.
(I'm not as much as this henpecked.)
True. Mujhse zyada hai.
(More than me.)
Abhishek looked at me with arched eyebrows and an amused smile.
"Bhai, Mai toh hu meri joru ka ghulam. I have no shame in accepting that unlike someone else over here." I said.
(Bro, I am henpecked.)
Abhishek let out a breathy chuckle while Ishan was smiling like an idiot. "Okay, maybe I am a little." He said cheekily while enacting a pinch with his right hand and plopped beside Abhishek.
"A little?" I asked with an arched brow.
"When's the wedding, Ishu?" Abhishek asked teasingly.
"Whenever she's ready. Mai toh abhi karlu." He said the last part with a grin.
