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Short Story: 1

Standing on the side of the highway with my ears and saying in unison, “I will not stop anywhere in the middle of the road like this long-distance bus, I will not talk to the boys.”
After saying this for 210 times, I looked to the right side. Leaning on the bike, this man wearing a black shirt is mindlessly pressing the phone. In the heat of the sun, sweat has accumulated on the forehead. Fair Mukhsree has taken on a crimson color. There is no illusion. I cursed a thousand times in my heart. There is no desire or courage to give forward. My neck is a father’s head!
He furrowed his brows when he saw me remain silent. He raised his eyes and looked at me. Vision is very intense. I started fuming. As many cars pass by; Everyone is looking at me strangely from the window. As if watching the eighth wonder of the world. My body is burning with anger. I can’t say anything, I can’t stand it.
“What the hell! Why did it stop? Shall I give this video to Phupee?”
My anger was reduced by the words of this man next to me. He has my video on his phone. A video of talking to Rafi, a boy friend from college. The boy came to speak for himself. I couldn’t avoid it. And it somehow caught his eye. This is basically punishment.
As I didn’t want to take punishment, he showed me this video and said, “Or else I will tell Phupi, her daughter goes to college to fall in love with boys.”
I jumped up and said, “Hey! Why would you lie?”
He smiled crookedly. He said with a tight jaw, “Didn’t I tell you? Didn’t I tell you not to talk to outside boys?”
I looked surprised and said, “What about you?”
He said angrily, “If you fall in love in college, your teachers will tell you at home. Fupi will beat you for that. You will tell the whole area after being beaten and screaming. After that, it will be known in your area that ‘Nabni has many so-called boy friends aka Buff’. You will not marry again. Pot will come, see, leave. Because there is an aunt next door to break the marriage. At the end, your father will tell me, ‘Baba Kunj! Marry my daughter’. So protecting my future wife’s present is equal to protecting my future. After all, I cannot suffer.”
I was just staring. I could not understand, the person is bad at what level! How hides this form from the rest behind such a terrifyingly beautiful face? I’m disappointed!
Seeing me thinking, he entered WhatsApp and said, “I am sending this video to Phupee right now.”
I immediately said, “Here, here, here! No!”
He put the phone in his pocket and said, “I will say it a hundred times. Start.”
I again held my hand firmly on my ear and started saying, “I will not stop in the middle of the road like this long distance bus. I won’t talk to the boys.”
After a while, Kunj Bhai said, “It’s done. I have to return home now. Get on the bike.”
I couldn’t even show my anger. I got on the bike. The house is far from here. Kunj bhai brought me here under some force while leaving college. Oops! Oops! Oops! Do not like!
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After returning home, I grumbled and went to my room. Now to be in front of this bratty man is to stand in the middle of a crocodile-infested canal and prepare yourself as the crocodiles’ lunch. I can’t do that; I have the illusion of self again.
While moving towards my room, I looked back once and saw Kunj Bhai standing calmly; As if he had come alone. His two-inch heart is saying in a loud voice, “Who is Nabani?” I don’t know her!’
Meanwhile my mother! As if I am not his daughter, I am none of him. All for the sake of Ahlad Kunj Bhai. Seeing them with helpless eyes, I entered the room.
Throwing the shoulder bag on the bed, the sound of someone yelling, “Noooo!”
His eyes immediately fell on the bed. Rajni Api was lying down and answering the phone. And the bag I just dropped fell on Api’s back, Oman screamed. You are seething with anger.
I smiled and said, “You didn’t go to university, did you?”
Api chewed and chewed without answering my question, “Did you crush both the eyes under the cow’s feet along with the headache?”
I felt humiliated. What is there to say like this? Today is Kufa! I got up to see who’s face! I suddenly remembered, I went to Facebook as usual when I woke up today, and then Kunj Bhai’s picture came on the news feed! His post in the beginning because I favorited his account.
The insults that I had been giving to Kunj Bhai for a while, I transferred them to myself. A being inside me said to me, ‘Choose all your thoughts about this man! You are a Gandhi, a young, noble Gandhi.’
Seeing me silent, you said, “What the hell? What are you thinking standing like that? Wait a minute! Are you not doing love-treme? Look! If you do this, you will be killed. Your groom is ready.”
I didn’t flinch. Ever since I was a child, I am tired of hearing the phrase ‘your groom is ready’. Extreme level of annoyance. But no one says who this bridegroom is.
As always, I narrowed my eyes and asked, “Who is my groom?”
I know the answer. Yes, you will say, ‘The bridegroom!’
“His name is the bridegroom,” Api said, turning my idea into reality.
I breathed heavily and sat on the bed. Api got up from the bed and got ready, forgetting about the quarrel over the bag.
I asked, “Where to go?”
As soon as I asked the question, Api’s cheeks turned red. I understand the matter. Rajni you are my only sister. Four years older than me. You are in honors third year and I am in eleventh. Being the only cute sister, you are almost everything