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THIS STORY IS FICTIONAL. THE PLOT MOVES LIKE ROLLERCOASTER. IF IT IS UNCOMFORTABLE TO READ, PLEASE LEAVE IT. THE STORY FOCUSES IN SOFT ROMANCE.

JAHA PE GALI DENA HAI DO BUT NOT TO AUTHOR

DIVYA'S POV

It was a sleepy evening. I just returned from my workshop. It was 7 pm when my dad and mom called me for 'urgent talk' which would probably be about my marriage. Like literally who would date or would like to marry someone like me, a plus size bitch. But who cares.

I went to kitchen and sat on the chair near dining table. Dad came with some envelopes. He sat down and said " Chikoo, please baby marry someone. You are 26 now. It is the best age to get married. I have brought some of the boy's photo. They are just like the description of your dream boy." And just like that he handed me the envelopes. I took out the first boy's photo, he had muscular body. And for god's sake I never had crush on someone like him. The second envelope contained a photo of a boy who had a sharp jaw, and to be honest, he looked like a stupid red flag. And that's how I rejected everyone because it is better to reject rather than rejected.

But the last envelope contained a cute boy's photo. He literally looked as an extrovert. And it was the last photo so I have to accept his rishta because of I don't, dad would make me marry someone from his friend's side.

I gave the picture to dad. Dod looked at his face and smiled and then handed me his information. I took the paper smiled and ran to my room which was upstairs.

His name was Arjun Rampal. He is 27 year old. He is from Maharashtra. And he is a Fashion designer. I read his biography.

And for the first time in 26 years I had prayed to God to not get rejected by him.

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That much for today

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