Warning: Gross scenes and dialogues alert. Read at your own risk.
Anand shoots to his feet with a LOUD scrape of his chair against the floor.
Tara SHRIEKS, catapults straight to their room upstairs and bolts up the door. She leans with her back to the door, panting.
The knob rattles violently, making her straighten up with a tiny little hiccup.
ANAND: (from the other side) Open the door!
TARA: Never!
ANAND: I said open the door, dammit!
TARA: Or else what?
ANAND: I'll break it down!
TARA: Ha-ha! Yeah, right!
The knob rattles dangerously again. Tara is confident and least bothered.
TARA: (mocks, leans onto the door at ease) Ah! Go on! Go on!
Anand heaves desperately, glances at his watch. Time is running out and he has to rush for that meeting.
ANAND: (with a defeated pout) Don't think that you've escaped. I'll get you in the evening, just wait and watch.
TARA: (sarcastically) Oooh! I'm soooo scared!
She hears him walk away. Her smile disappears. She glues her ear to the door, listens.
From the porch, a car's engine ROARS.
TARA: Wait. He's gone?
She quickly scrambles to the window, peeps out, spots Anand's car moving out of the gates and onto the streets.
TARA: You can't be serious. He's really gone!
Washed over with relief, she laughs out loud and steps out of the room. The coast is clear. She takes a deep breath and prepares to proceed downstairs.
TARA: Well. Saved for now. But what will I do in the evening? Knowing him, he doesn't forget a challenge that eas---
She feels a presence behind and glances over her shoulder.
Leaning against the wall, arms crossed with an evil smirk on his face is... ANAND.
TARA: (hisses) Hoh-ley shit!
She ALMOST scurries away, but Anand reaches in two long strides and arrests her!
TARA: Ahhhh! No-no-no-no-no-no-no-noooo!!!
He pins her to the wall face-down and handcuffs her from the back with a single hand.
ANAND: (growls into her ear) Who's laughing now, eh?
TARA: (yelps) You're twisting it!
ANAND: Did you really think that I'd leave that fast with you shoving that challenge right up my face?
TARA: My hand! My hand!
ANAND: I'll break it off!
TARA: Then how will I cook? How will I wash your underwear?
ANAND: (pushes himself onto her) I'll make you eat it!
TARA: Ewww! Yuck!
ANAND: ... After boiling it!
TARA: Blehhh!!!
ANAND: ... And then I'll make you drink its soup!
TARA: Ptoo! Yuck! You're so disgusting!
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ANAND & TARA
RomanceA glimpse into the life of an everyday ordinary couple, snippets of their cute banters, fights, misunderstandings, joys & sorrows.