"Chaliye na kahi bahar chalte hai!" I spoke while looking at him.

"Shaam ko jayenge.", He replied while looking in his phone.

How rude!

"Mujhe abhi jana hai!"

"Shaam ko jate hai na, Sai!"

"Nahi abhi jayenge!", I told firmly.

"Birthday mera hai na, toh meri chalegi! Sham ko matlab sham ko!", He declared. I rolled my eyes and walked out of the room.
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"Aisa thodi hota hai! Meri marji matter hi nahi karti! Mai ab kahi nahi jane wali, jao akele hi" I murmured and sipped the coffee while sitting on couch.

I grabbed the remote and switched on the TV.

And the boring news started.. Chhi I hate news channels..

'Samantha and Naga Chaitanya dikhe divorce ke baad ek saath'

I heard news and rolled my eyes. Why the hell this media interfere in people's personal life. Don't they have other work?

I heard footsteps approaching towards me, but right now I am to annoyed to see someone. I changed the channel. And the song played. Armaan Malik special!

He walked towards me not Armaan Malik it's my dumb husband and the song fell on my ears.

Tere saamne aa jane se
Yeh dil mera dhadka hai
Yeh galti nahi hai teri
Kasoor najar ka hai.

I gulped as he bend down towards me. And what is this mischievous grin for? I frowned my brows.

Tere saamne aa jane se
Yeh dil mera dhadka hai
Yeh galti nahi hai teri
Kasoor najar ka hai.

Why my hands are feeling empty, suddenly? He instantly moved away and sat beside me. I looked at my hands. Haww! He took my coffee and remote, aur mujhe pata bhi nahi chala!.

I glared at him but my lips automatically moved into smile.

Jis baat ka tujh ko dar hai
Woh kar ke dikha dunga

He is drinking coffee from the same side, literally I looked at him who was watching that song, he turned his head towards me. How fresh he's looking, maybe he'd just bathed. I wiped away that stupid smile and looked away when he raised his eyebrows.

Aise Na Mujhe Tum Dekho
Seene Se Laga Loonga
Tumko Main Chura Loonga Tumse
Dil Mein Chhupa Loonga

Aise Na Mujhe Tum Dekho
Seene Se Laga Lunga
Tumko Main Chura Lunga Tumse
Dil Mein Chupa Lunga

This song is just! It's making me feel awkward. And just look at this Virat, shamelessly watching it in front of me.

"Change the song!" I told him. He denied. I narrowed my eyes. He kept the empty cup on table.

"Gana badaliye, pati parmeshwar!" I joined my hands. He denied. I tried to take remote from his hand, he hid that behind him. My hand somehow reached there, but his hand reached literally on my lower back under saree. I surrendered. I don't want remote now, I have frozen in my place.

Tumse Pehle Tumsa Koi

Humne Nahin Dekha
Tumse Pehle Tumsa Koi
Humne Nahin Dekha

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