Aadhira's POV:-

It's 8:45 am, and I'm still so sleepy. I wake up to my mom constantly yelling at me to get up, as if I have a train to catch or some urgent work. Ugh, she can never let me sleep in!

I groggily open my eyes, rubbing away the sleep with the heels of my palms. My mind starts to wake up, and memories of yesterday's incident flood my thoughts, making my stomach do somersaults and cheeks blush. But then, I hear my mom's voice again, and I quickly rush to the bathroom. And Within a few minutes, I'm out , ready for the day.

I quickly get ready, drying my hair in just 20 minutes, trying to be as fast as possible so that I can have breakfast. I know that once it's finished, I'll have to make it myself, which I don't feel like doing today since I'm already a bit tired.

I put on a simple pink kurti and plazo, wanting to be comfortable yet have an ethnic touch. Since my hair is still wet, I leave it open and make my way to the dining area. I know it might seem like I'm wearing a lot of pink, but hey, I can't help it-I'm a pinky pinky girl!;)

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While having breakfast, I decided to check my phone. As I opened it, I saw that I had a total of 25 notifications.

• @sristi_34 liked your post

• Kabir_004 liked your post

• Mal_kiaan liked your post

• Armaan_143 liked your post

• Armaan_143 commented on your post

And many more!

Curious, I opened my inbox. There were 4 messages waiting for me. One was from Kiaan, replying to the post I tagged him in. The other two were reels from my friend, and the last one was from my best friend Ahana. I opened messages to see Ahana's dm :

"Dude he is the same guy , you had a crush on in class10th , if I am not wrong" she texted

As I read her message, a rush of blood flooded my cheeks, turning them a deep shade of red. I choked on my food, causing everyone's attention to suddenly shift towards me.

"Are you okay, di ?" Kiaan asked, his concern evident in his voice.

"Yeah, yeah, I'm fine," I replied, trying to regain my composure.

I set my phone aside, deciding to respond to her later. The thoughts and emotions stirred up by her message lingered in my mind.

"Accha, so when are we starting our rehearsals today?" Kiaan asked.

"What rehearsals?" I asked, curious.

"Arre, today is the sangeet, so we have to dance, that's why," he replied.

"Dance and me? No, no, not happening," I firmly replied.

"And why is that?" he asked, sounding intrigued.

"Because I'm absolutely terrible at dancing. I have two left feet, so please forgive me for that," I admitted.

"I will do anything else you want," I offered.

"No, di, this is not happening. Everybody is dancing, and I want you to dance too. I want us to win against the bride's side," Kiaan insisted.

"No, Kiaan, please forgive me, I can't dance," I pleaded.

"Yes, Kiaan, leave her. I don't want to get embarrassed in front of my guests," Kabir commented, raising his eyebrows.

"What! How mean is that!" I exclaimed. "Now I really need to show you what I can do, Mr. Kabir, aka Macchar."

"And Kiaan, I will be performing, no doubt," I said furiously, determination fueling my words.

I stormed off to my room, stomping my legs with each step.

Now I am performing, but how will I dance? I am truly terrible at it. But now I can't back off. I have to show that muscular Macchar that I am not useless. Ugh!

"Ye kya aafat le lee maine apne sar" I muttered to myself in frustration (now what new problem I have taken on my own)

I was lost in my thoughts when suddenly my phone started ringing. It showed Ahana's caller ID. I quickly picked up the call.

"Hey," she said cheerfully.

"Hi," I replied, feeling a bit bored.

"So, how are you doing?" she asked.

"I'm fine, you tell me," I replied casually.

"Haha, of course you're fine. Now that you're near your crush, everything must be great," she teased.

"Hey, stop it," I whispered loudly, trying to hide my embarrassment.

"Mmmhmm," she said, teasing me even more.

"Come on, it was just in 10th grade, and that too for a very short time, okay?" I explained, hoping to put an end to the teasing.

"Haha, that's why you've become so busy there that you don't even reply to my messages, madam. And by the way, your photos and conversations are making quite a buzz."

"Oh come on, are you crazy? I was having breakfast outside with everyone at the table. If someone had seen, then..."

"So what? What's the big deal? In weddings, the bride just changes, that's it," she replied, laughing.

"Okay, okay, we'll talk about all that later. Can you help me with something now?"

"What happened now?" she replied, sounding bored as if I create problems daily.

"Hey, actually, you know how my relationship with dance is, right?"

"Yeah, so?"

"So, I challenged Kabir in a moment of excitement," I said, expressing my emotions and feelings.

"Vaaah, shabaaash" (woah , great)

"Arre yrr maje mt le plz help kr" (Oh friend , please don't tease , just help me)

"Accha sun , mere paas ek idea hai" she said telling me her idea (okk listen , I have an idea)

Okk done " I replied ending the call , grinning ear to ear , "So Mr. KABIR I mean macchar , be ready to get shocked" I muttered to myself with my confidence touching skies

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It was 12 in the afternoon, and I was lying on the bed, thinking about the breakfast scene. I couldn't help but remember how easily I fooled that lizard. It was so simple to trick her. I know her so well. She can definitely dance. In fact, as kids, I've seen her perform at one of our family functions. I don't know what happened to her. All I did was hurt her ego, and now she's performing. I thought to myself, reminiscing about her innocence and stupidity. I let out a sigh.

As I was lost in my thoughts, I suddenly remembered Rajat uncle. This is the perfect time to talk to him , so I went to find him. Almost everyone was busy with something or the other. Some rushed to their rooms after breakfast, some were busy with preparations, some were resting, kids were playing, and the youngsters were busy preparing for their performance today.

Well I am not really interested in this function or anything , if it is possible to get it done without me , I would have let that happen happily.

After searching for him in almost all the possible places , I decided to make him the call.

"Hello uncle , where are you , I was searching for you everywhere in the house" I asked

"Oh yeah Kabir, I was out for some work"

"Is there anything important?"

"Yes uncle very important and You know that, but why are you behaving the way as if you don't know"

"Umm , actually I am really sorry Kabir but now I think your mom is extremely determined to make this wedding happen that she is not even ready to listen anyone , not even me. I have tried all my ways , and I am still trying , but now I don't think so that she will even listen to me . And I just couldn't make up my mind to tell you all this" "I am really sorry Kabir, I disappointed you" he replied

"No Rajat uncle , please don't think like that, you did what you can do, rest what is bound to happen , that will happen no body can change that I understand you" I replied

"Thanks a lot Kabir, but I want to make a last try, you just give me 10 minutes, I'll be there , then we will discuss something" he said

"Alright , uncle"

Why is uncle behaving like that? Maybe because Mom completely refused to call off the wedding, and now he doesn't want to face me. That could be a possibility. Oh God!

I'm sitting on the edge of the bed, all these thoughts swirling in my mind. My hands are on my head, fingers tangled in my hair, sliding down to my face, as I palm my face with a look of complete disappointment. I can't believe the marriage I never wanted is actually happening, and all my hopes are being shattered one by one. With all these thoughts weighing me down, I decide to go and talk to Kiaan. Maybe he has something that could save me.

With all those thoughts weighing on my mind and exhaustion evident on my face, I made my way to Kiaan's room, only to find it empty. Not finding him there, I decided to give him a call, but he didn't answer. What the hell! Where could he be so busy? As I pondered over this, I accidentally opened Instagram.

Just as I was about to close it, my eyes landed on Kiaan's post, which had a comment from Aadhira: "Thanku so much for giving me so many cute and funny memories of my life. Love you <3

What the hell! She acts so strangely and awkwardly around me, and here she is professing her love for my own brother. Now I'm determined to find out where that devil is. I asked him to call off this wedding, and this is what he's doing!

Not finding him in his room and him not answering my calls, I stormed my way to the hall. As I reached halfway, I could hear loud music playing. I opened the door, and there I saw Aadhira dancing. Damn, she was really amazing, gracefully moving her hands, swaying her waist perfectly, and taking turns. But then, my frown deepened as I saw her being held by a man, his hands touching her waist as he lifted her up and then gave her a twist, his touch grazing her thighs.

The clapping brought me back from my trance. I quickly stopped the music, capturing everyone's attention, and called Kiaan, who was standing in the corner.

Seeing him kiaan quickly made his way to Kabir with a thumbs up to aadhira , praising her dance .

"Bhai, you are here, wants to join us" kiaan exclaimed with excitement

"No" I replied with irritation dragging kiaan from his shoulders outside the hall

"What happen bhai , are you okk?" He asked with concern

"Yha meri life ka tamasha chal rha h , aur tujhe nachne ki pdi h" I replied through gritting his teeth (here my whole life is at the verge of getting destroyed and you want me to join you in dancing)

"Calm down bhai , calm down"

"You mad or what , I am getting married damn tomorrow, you remember 'tomorrow' , next day and you are concerned about rehearsals, and this rubbish choreographer and all" I said frustratingly

"Bhai bhai bhai , relax , you trust me or not?" He asked , trying to calm me

"I do kiaan but don't make it my mistake" I replied irritatingly

"I won't bhai , I told you na you won't have to get married to shayra , I will do something either by hook or by crook"

He replied with determination

"Are you sure ? You won't let that happen?"

"Yes bhai 100% sure"

"So what about those rehearsals and all"?

"I promised you for the marriage, not for the functions so let us enjoy okk and pretend as if I am very excited for your marriage, okk" he said mischievously with a smirk

"Okk " I replied rolling my eyes

"Yeah , so now would you like to join"?

"Nah, I have work to do. But one more thing, whatever practice you guys are doing, keep in mind mom's thoughts, okay? The touching and all that was going on won't be liked by mom or Rajat uncle. So be careful, I don't want any scenes there. And one more thing, stop making those cheesy comments on every single girl you come across. If you've forgotten, let me remind you, she is Rajat uncle's daughter and like your elder sister, okay?" I replied, more like warning him, pointing my index finger at his eyes.

"Sure, bhai, sure... Well, I must say, someone is very concerned about Aadhira di," he said playfully with a hint of tease

"Shetup, I jst don't want a seen, ok, nothing else" I replied with my ears turning hot , giving a quick shot to kiaan on his head and made my way to the room

On my way to the room, I'm thinking, "Was Kiaan right? Do I really care about her? Is that so?" Umm, no, no, it's definitely not true. She's so different from the girls I've been in a relationship with. It's just Kiaan's mischievousness that made me think this way.

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