Chapter 2.

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At Birla Mansion

"Kitni acchi lag rahi hai na decorations." A girl said looking at the decorations.

The house was shining as it was the anniversary of Harsh and Manjiri Birla. And the girl was none other than their granddaughter, Abhira Birla.

Abhira grew up in Rajasthan but later shifted to Mumbai for her higher studies. She was a sweet, beautiful and hot girl of Rajasthan. She has a lot of patience. She is a sensitive girl unlike her mumma.

"Haa, mai toh bohot excited hu party ke liye." Ruhi said.

Abhira smiled as she continued to admire the decorations. "Haina? It feels like a fairy tale in here."

Ruhi nodded enthusiastically. "Totally! Dadu Dadi deserves this best celebration."

Abhira glanced around the room, her eyes sparkling with excitement. "Mai toh bas intezaar kar rahi hu shaam ka. I can't wait to see their faces when they walk in. They're going to be so happy."

Ruhi grinned. "Definitely! Aur khaana, oh my god, I can already taste those delicious snacks."

Abhira laughed. "You and your love for food, Bhukhad."

"Don't call me that." Ruhi said pulling Abhira's hairs.

"Bhukhad ko Bhukhad nahi bulaungi toh aur kya bulaungi." Abhira teased.

"Yaar Abhira, badi hu mai tujhse. Izzat kar meri." Ruhi said irritatedly.

Abhira chuckled mischievously. "Arey Ruhi, tu badi ho gayi hai toh thodi si masti sahi nahi hai? Kya yaad kar rahi hai, wo din jab tu khud mere baalon ko bandh karne ki koshish karti thi?"

Ruhi rolled her eyes playfully. "Oh please, wo din yaad hai jab tu mere samne ice cream kha rahi thi aur mujhe bina bataye chupke se sab kuch kha rahi thi?"

Abhira smirked. "Woh toh bas ek coincidence tha. Varna teri cheeze mai kyu khaau? Marna thodi hai.

Ruhi pretended to be offended. "Acha, toh ab mere cooking skills par bhi shaq hai tujhe?"

Abhira grinned. "Nahi nahi, tu toh master chef hai, bilkul meri inspiration."

Ruhi rolled her eyes again. "Haan haan, ab meri tareef karne ki zarurat nahi hai."

Abhira put on an innocent expression. "Kya karoon, mera toh dil hi nahi bharta. Teri jitni beizaati karu utni kam hai."

"Abhira." Ruhi again whinned and slapped Abhira's arm.

"Are are are bas bhi karo tum dono. Kabse dekh raha hu. Masti hi kiye jaa rahe ho." Abhimanyu said entering the hall.

"Yeh dekhiye na poppy, kitna mazak udati hai mera." Ruhi complained to Abhimanyu.

Abhimanyu chuckled, shaking his head. "Arre Ruhi, tum bhi na, Abhira ka mazaak toh sirf pyaar mein hai. Tum dono ki nok-jhonk toh humesha hi chalti rahegi."

Abhira flashed a grin at Ruhi. "Dekha, papa bhi keh rahe hain ki humari nok-jhonk toh pyaar ki nishaani hai."

Ruhi rolled her eyes, but couldn't suppress a smile. "Acha baba, maan leti hu. Par yeh batao, tum logon ne Dadu Dadi ke liye kya gift socha hai?"

Abhimanyu raised an eyebrow. "Hmm, woh toh surprise hai. Lekin ek hint de du, woh bohot khush honge."

Abhira nodded eagerly. "Haan, aur unka reaction dekhne ke liye hi toh hum sab excited hain. It's going to be amazing!"

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