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4 .Their Emotions.

"Yes di, you should wear sarees a lot. It looks good on you". Nitin said while munching his favourite biscuits .

Bukkad.

"Ya ya it's really easy to say but you are not the one wearing this. I am ok". I taunted, sat beside Nitin and took a biscuit from his plate. He glared at me. But I shrugged and continued eating.

"But Nisha, why can't you wear a designer saree. This saree looks very old Looks like it's from our grandma's age". Nitya joked. Nitin was going to say something but I interrupted him.

"But I like this saree Nitya. Mom, dad and Nitin complimented me and I am happy with that". I said with a fake smile. Nitin was suppressing his laugh beside me. Nitya shrugged and went to her room.

"So Nishu they will come around 4 pm and you should be early okay". Baba said seriously.

"Okay baba". I said and he excused himself to attend to his phone.

"So are you excited to meet my jiju". Nitin asked me. I frowned at him.

"Jiju and who is that". I asked him

"Aree, your future husband is coming to see you na. So he is my jiju right". Nitin replied innocently. I took the pillow next to me and started beating him.

"Di....stop. Please....stop". Nitin begged me and tried to catch the pillow.

"I will stop but promise me that you won't say anything like that".

"I promise". He said, pinching his throat.

"Nishu , Nitya and Nitin come and have your breakfast". Mom shouted from the kitchen and we all went to have breakfast.

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Rohan's pov

I was standing in front of my wardrobe thinking what to wear.

"Blue , red , black , green .. oh god it's so confusing". Letting out a defeated sigh, I sat on my bed. Never in my dreams I thought that this would be so difficult.

I was busy thinking when my phone started ringing. It was from my devil sister Roshni and it is a freaking video call .

Wow I am dead.

Roshni is in London for her final studies. For the last three years she has been there. She is studying fashion designing. First we were reluctant to send her to London but finally agreed because it was her dream.

Shaking away my thoughts I picked the call.

"BHAAII". She screamed and I palmed my ear preventing it from busting.

"You little devil can't you speak normally". I scolded.

"You know I am like this. Okay now leave all these and let's talk about my babhi. So I saw her photo and trust me she is so beautiful". She said with a teasing smile. I bit my cheeks to control my blushing.

"Ya I know". I said in a professional tone.

" Seriously bhai . If you behave like this I am sure that my babhi will spat 'rejected' directly on your face". My eyes widened hearing this.

Will she reject me?

No no how can she reject me. After all, I am one of the most eligible bachelors in Mumbai.

"What are you thinking bhai". Roshni asked me.

"Nothing. Now tell me how your studies and all". I changed the topic.