Date Day

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Well, here to wish you, Happy New Day🤭

Okay let's read. 

Kanika's Pov:

I was pouring myself a cup of chai when the front door creaked open. I turned, squinting at the clock—5:38 AM.

And there he was. Tarun Gautam. My perfect punctual brother. In rumpled clothes. Disheveled hair. And not a single drop of sweat like his usual morning run.

I raised an eyebrow. "Running late, bhai? Or just... not running at all?"

He froze like a deer caught in headlights. "Uh... morning run, yeah."

I smirked, leaning against the kitchen counter. "Oh really? Toh running shoes kaha hai?"

(So, where are the running shoes?")

He looked down. Chappals.

"Emergency walk," he said quickly, grabbing the water bottle like it might save him.

I narrowed her eyes, sipping my tea. "No sweat. No shoes. And you smell like—hold on—is that... Trisha's vanilla body mist?" If he is with her then no problem, kyunki abhi tak to me meri bhabhi ko call kar de ti. Phew, bach gaya mera bhai.

(If he is with her, then no problem, because until now I would have called my sister-in-law. Phew, my brother is safe.)

He choked. "Excuse me?"

I grinned like a lioness. "Bhai, I read romance books for fun. You cannot fool me."

He tried to act casual. "Tu overthink kar rahi hai—"

(You are overthinking)

I interrupted, walking up to him, serious now. "Look, if something happened... I can help you. Soch lo. Tumhari behen ek fictional reader hai."

(Think about it, your sister is a fictional reader.)

Bhai looked at me, finally giving in. "Promise you won't freak out?"

"Only if you tell me everything in chronological order with full emotions and exact dialogues."

He groaned. "You're insane."

I winked. "I'm a reader. We're all emotionally unstable but incredibly observant. Wait. You guys have sex oh—"

"Shut up!!" he yelled not too loud. I flinch.

"I was just asking yaar...hyper mat ho" I smiled sheepishly.

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Fit. Check. Bag. Check. Hair. Check. Jhumka...yes there it is. Here I am all done for collage. Just right then my phone buzzed with notification.

"Chaotic Group" 3 new messages.

Trisha: "Date Day todayyyy!!"

Rehan: Guys after date, we want details!"

Rehana: Mock date, guys don't over act!!"

Wait. What?

I blinked at the screen.

Mock date. Yug. Sanjana Bhabhi.

That stupid dare.

Sanjana: Stop itt. Guys this is just Dare and first of all I am married.

Yug: You afraid of him, Sanju.? Sanjana: Me? no chance. I am already Jaiswal just you look at me and you all forget your dream girl.

Tarun Bhaiya: Sanjana, I think this is too much. And also, there is need to add Karan in this chat.

Trisha: Stopppp... this is dare and they have to perform that's it!!!

My mind is still processing the conversation. This is just Dare Kaniii... Breath. Another message pop.

Yug: Okay then, my dear Mock date come and meet me at Cafe bloom. At least have a good coffee.

My heart did double flip. Good coffee. Is this really very casual for him. Like dating and all.

Waitt. He is just Friend's friend and now in my group. Like just another guy in the group. Not even my type. So, what if he is charming and stupidly good—looking and—Ughh, stop thinking about him. Let him enjoy his so-called Mock date. I. Don't Care.

Me: Enjoy guys, but we also don't forget that Sanju is not just a friend but a Wife of my Bhaiya.

I can't stop myself to taunt him.

Rehan: Kanii, jealous, are we?

Me: Jealous? Me? oho Jiju, uska to roz ka hai na, So why should I.

Rehana: Too. Sarcastic kanii.

Me: Is that. Didi? But the truth is this only. And we all know. That Yug is just a flirty boy.

Yug: By any chance are you jealous, Kanika. Because since when you have problem with my flirty. Just behavior asking fir se koi taunt to nahi aa raha na.

Ughhhhh.... this man...I will kill you Yugggggg... Ahhh. I close the chat and go to college. I just want to divert my mind.

Today everyone is in their classes, except they both. I am sitting at the same place where we use to sit, in these 6 months many things are change, I got friends, I got Bhabhies and many things... for which I am grateful. Sometimes I thought that life is not that much hard or sad, just we need to see it properly, and everyone in this world sees their life, by their own senses or by their own energy.

Like Sanjana Bhabhi suffers a lot, but still, she is chill and move on, so cherished so sunshine. And Trisha Bhabhi, she is... a kind of independent nature with sassy mode, but still, she is also having positive nature towards life. So yeah, life is not that much hard this is beautiful, more than beautiful. Just like this rose and this butterfly who is sucking nectar of this flower, these sunrays, these breezes, this atmosphere is really good. But you know what.... when you have everything but still you need that certain thing, like not just need you crave for it, as here I need, no! I crave for love life, just like my books have, Sanjana Bhabhi has. I need that kind of true love, I need the heart fluttering eye contact, that touch...which make me feel like I am alive, that I am made for him only.

I need that dominative, supportive, together love life. Vo foverever wala payar. Vo Junoon, vo pagal pan wala payar. But here I am sitting alone.

Mai to itni single hun ki paida bhi single hui thi... sad life. No No ...abhi to itna bada lecture diya... no sad life, just... love less life. I mean soulmate wala love.

(I am so single that I was even born single... sad life. No no... I just gave such a long lecture... no sad life, just... loveless life. I mean the soulmate kind of love.)

"Kanii"

"Oh, bhabhi I thought aap chale gaye..."

"No, I am just coming back after submitting the project. Well have you seen Yug's story... their date posts and all" she said with a sly smile. Uff. again, that Yug...

"No... kya karna hai dekh kar" I just shrug it off. "I am not interested."

"Really?" she asked innocently. But my hands work against my thought. I take out phone and watch his story... his stupid handsome face came first shows, and that stupid grin, this photo is taken by Bhabhi because he is siting opposite, and next the coffee 'heart shape' aghh, next, Selfie, he is so cringe. Hm, mujhe kya farq padta hai. Next, his bike photos Sanjana trying to sit and he is protesting. Kya photographer sath le kar gaye the kya.

(Hmm, what difference does it make to me. Next, his bike photos, Sanjana trying to sit and he is protesting. Did they take a photographer along?)

Next. Twining outfit. oh. So, what! Karan bahi ke sath bhi to kari thi.... next why so many photos... They both have their head down either laughing or some lighthearted scuffle. He is holding her protective yet teasing wayNext, he brought flower for her... kabhi mujhe aek patta bhi nahi diya.

(He never gave me even a single leaf.)

"Are you oaky" my trance broke when Trisha Bhabhi called me.

"han kyun?"

"Because your jaw clenched so hard when you saw Yug's story that I thought you'd break your phone."

"It's just a dare..." I scoff.

"Hm..aur tu bas aek friend hai" she said teasingly.

(Hm, nad you are just a friend.)

"Of course, aur jese Sanjana Bhabhi meri bhabhi hai..." I shot back, rise my brows. She laugh..

(Of course, just like Sanjana is my sister-in-law.)

"Dekh aek advice deti hun... Yug ko apne kabu me kar le use pehle koi aur TERA YUG le jay" I can't say anything first then I whisper.

("Look, I'll give you some advice... If you try to control Yug, someone else will take your Yug first.")

"Mera Yug nahi hai"

(He is not MY Yug)

"Ho jayega.." she smiles and give an assure nod.

(He will be)

"But I don't even know him yet, nor he is my type." I confessed.

"I know that he is not your type, you are a reader, and you very well know that, in real life there are not that type of mafia's are present. But you can make him as per your type." She smiles like a lioness.

"You are not understanding Bhabhi, mere dil me uske liye koi feelings nahi hai!." I said but why my heart did twist. Why suddenly I am feeling like my inner light get dim.

(You are not understanding, sister-in-law, I have no feelings for him in my heart!)

"Acha...you don't have any feelings, really! Apne dil par hath rakh kar puch na..." she said and start walking outside the gate. I also Walk behind her with slow steps. Is this true that I am feeling jealousy. That day when he was with his fake girlfriend, that day I also feel like cry or shout at him. Ohhh...my head ... enough for now. I sat in car and start reading that is only way to keep my inner self in control.

Karan's Pov:

What the shitty concept, Mock date... and my girl is also so exited like she was going with her own boyfriend.

Karan she is going with her friend. And you also know that he treat her like his own little sister.

I hate my subconscious mind.

Finally, this date is over. Wait, what happen to him, like he has been beaten.

"Karan, hey..." my lady run towards me, and I held her up and I twirl her. Her giggle makes my day. It's like melody to my ears. My sunshine, my purpose of living and more important, my source of life. She is not just A girl or love for me, she is my whole life, most people just say that they can live without anything they just need their love. But I don't just say I really believe that I can live without anyone. I am alive only because of her.

"Tumhe pata hai Karan, aaj kya hua" and that's it, my heart did cartwheels. With that she narrates me the whole day story.

She is yapper and I am her listener. I clearly remember the day when we meet for the first time.

I came from Mumbai, after long time, and went to pick Rehana from school, that day I saw a girl with to pony tales, red ribbon, with big brown eyes, she was wearing cap, may be her sport day. Her skirt swing with the air, she is taking to everyone. I don't know about Rehana's friends, I just know Trisha because of business parties and all, but I have seen this beautiful and cute chubby girl for the first time. Yeah, she was chubby at that time, she is just in 8th class. They all are there in group, she is the center of attention, she is taking about something. Then her eyes meet mine, there is sparkles in her eyes, the pure naive eyes. Those eyes that have not yet seen the world, such innocent eyes that were filled only with goodness and beauty. For a moment I just lost in her eyes, like I have seen my whole world in those beautiful eyes. She breaks Eye contact just when I realized I was looking at her like a creep. They all are coming towards me, and then Rehana introduce to everyone. Including Sanjana. Her name already represents the symbol of love she is loved by everyone her name means own says 'Love' then how can I not fell in her love.

"Ab ham dono kab official date par chal rahe hai," My flood of flashback broke by her words. "Jaha tum mujhe propose karoge. vese to maine hi age se propose kiya tha tumhe but koi na is baar officially tum kar de na" she finished her question with her own answer. So, it means I don't have to say anything. Because she already plans everything in her mind.

("Now when will we both go on the official date, where you will propose to me? I had proposed to you before, but anyway, let's see if this time you do it officially.")

My eyes fell on Yug who is looking at.... KANIKA.

No way this bastard doesn't have right to think about my sister. Sanjana also follows my eyes, and she held my hand and whisper,

"He loves her... he really loves her" she sounds serious and blinks her eyes, with a serious nod.

"I can't even believe in dreams that Yug is serious about love, You and I both know that he does not believe in love. He just makes girlfriends for girls' benefits. I appreciate that but Kanii, now way." Kanii always need romantic love, she needs a man who can she trust, she can relay, whom she is been loved. But Yug is just playboy.

"I know Karan you are worried for Kanika, but do you think after knowing Yug's behavior, I am with him, Karan, he really loves her, that is why I am with him. And believe me one day he will prove." She said all determined. But I still need to keep an eye on him.

But ab isse kisi aur ke sath date par jane se rokna hoga, I can't hear some other man's praise. She is mine, so she will be officially mine now. Just wait and watch.

(But now I will have to stop her going on dates with someone else, I can't hear another man's praise.)

Yug's pov:

The Day is so perfect, more than perfect. Me and Sanjana first go for the ride and then in garden with some light snacks and at the last lunch. I asked her that 'are 6 months really enough to fall in love.'

Well, I know that she is a reader, and she must be delusional, but the fact is she is really practical, is this thing she answer with all maturity. If uncle and aunt were here, they would love to see their daughter growing up. She spoke 

"pyar hone ke lliye 6 second bhi kafi hai. But depend  karta hai pyar hua hai ki attraction. If there is an attraction then this is not love, some people say that this is love. but the love is, where you cannot live without that person. Or You will live for that person. Like I can die and also live for him. That is why I am here after happing too much in my life, because I know that one day he will be with me, no matter what. This is love Yug, if you really love Kanika then prove it to her, transform yourself into a sensible, responsible man. Like every girl dream of. But remember do not change your own personality completely, people should change their bad habit into good habit in love not their good habit into bad one or act all mature, like they forget how to live further. That is also not healthy for you. You know what everything is good in balance not too much not too less. So will you change for her. Will you be her fictional character she writes about in her head?"

I didn't expect that a mock date with Sanjana would feel like therapy. But a good friend always like therapist. I was still processing her words, replaying them in my mind, and my phone buzzed.

Kanika: So, who was you date?

Another message popped before I could even reply.

"Did you really enjoy with someone else wife?"

Is she really jealous. She is into me....?? I stared at the screen, for second, I smirked.

And yet— Sanjana's words echoed louder than I thought they would. "Will you change for her?" And my mind and heart screams YESS, Yes, I will Change for her.

I start answering her message.

Yug: Yess I enjoyed. and are you jealous that I go with Sanjana not with YOU."

Kanika: Why should I have been jealous? And that too with You, you literally go on date every day. I am used to it now. :)

Is this what she thinks about me. I am serious about her and, here she is saying that I go on dates every day.

Yug: What do you mean by 'I go on dates everyday'. What do you think about me huh.!

Kanika: Yes, you have everyday girlfriends, and you change them like... cloths. And that none of your business what I think about you. Aur aese bhi maine bata diya ki mai kya soch ti hun tumhare bare me to tum offend ho jao ge...

She wrote with laughing emojis. Now this too much. A strange pain occurs in my heart.

Yug: No, please tell me I won't offend.

Kanika: Oh, Yug does my opinion matter to you.

Yug: Yes, now say.

Kanika: Ok as you wish. So, you are a playboy, and you have no senses about love, you just pass your time with girls. And you never be serious about your future. You know what Yug you have a great opportunity to build your father's business. But you are just wasting your time in these nonsenses. That's all.

Is she high on something or just angry on me for going on date with another.

My breaths are heavy, and God knows how I am controlling myself from breaking this fucking phone in my hands. Maybe because of her only. But this girl... ahhh. What she means about I am wasting my time, I too want to enhance my father's business, but this fucking Jaiswal is in my middle. And what she said I am not serious about love.

I can take my life or someone's life for her.

I didn't answer her, she is saying like she is so frustrated on someone. Ok at least She can take out her anger on me, and it's a big deal that she considers me worthy of it. I am happy with that too.

(Ps: Itna bhi positive nahi hona tha Yug...🙂)

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That's it!

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