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I was standing by the luxurious porch of the Kundra mansion,slightly puzzled.
Ashok sir had insisted me to call him uncle today when I'd delivered him the monthly audit reports.
I liked spending time with Ashok uncle who for some reason thought I was amusing and funny and sometimes laughed loudly at stuff I say. Interning in his company was a good decision.

He also offered me some luxurious foreign biscuits to munch on which I politely declined at first for formalities sake and then dug in without shame.

It was a pleasant evening.I still had work at the college but it was a pleasant day nonetheless.What had caught me off guard was the fact that he said, "What do you think of marrying into our family?"

I stupidly assumed for a moment that he was asking for himself until I realised he was talking about Sidharth.

I went red.

Just yesterday Arti was telling me about her childhood crush on that guy and the old man chose to break this weird suggestion to me the next day.

I mean why would you try to arrange a match for such a handsome son? He would find his way around the opposite sex with his annoying charm eventually.

I found Sidharth Shukla fun beyond the point of attraction.

He spoke about random things when we met and laughed a lot but I had seen his smug confidence around girls and I didnt want to be a recipient of that.

And anyway.Prathik asked me out. Prathik is a Sikh and a Punjabi.Dad would approve in the future and probably let me off the hook for my disappearing act.

At that moment all I did was stammer and he laughed it away, claiming it as a joke and letting me go.

But I knew better.

I sneakily looked around for Sidharth to break the news but he was nowhere in sight.

I nearly gave up trying to look for him in the huge bungalow when I luckily spotted him by his shiny convertible.
He was on the phone but he raised his eyebrows in greeting and I gave him a nod while looking around at the exotic array of  flowers in the garden.

He slid the phone into his pocket turning to me, "Pakau."

I rolled my eyes, "Tujhe kuch pata hai?"

"Kya? Kya hua?"

"Your dad is arranging a match for you," I hissed.

His eyes became wary, "Okay...What exactly do you know?"

"He asked me if I would marry you. ME!"

He was spinning his key around his finger and stopped immediately, "Okay... So you have a problem with that, moti?"

"Yaar what are you saying?Tujhe nahi hai? Tujhe aise milenge ladkiyan bahar, line lagi padi hogi..."

He remained silent for a beat and leaned onto the car, "Tu meri choice hai,papa k nahi."

"Kya bol raha hai nonsense? don't let uncle blackmail you into this."

He rolled his eyes, "He asked you because he knows I like you.Bas. Mey jaanti hoon k tujhe degree complete karni hai but I will wait.Don't say no to him."

"Sidha--"

"And if you refuse Shehnaz," he paused and I sucked in a deep breath at his silent yet threatening tone, "I will..."

"You will...?"

"I will crush you. You, your stupid Arti and your dreams."

Flat and unapologetic.

"You will CRUSH...Me?" I squeaked in disbelief.And here I thought Sidharth was my friend or something.

I didn't understand what happened to him all of a sudden.

"But...I like someone else..." I managed to whisper,backing away a little.

He was unperturbed, "Who? That Nalla Prathik?"

"Haan,Prathik. Aur woh nalla nahi hai theek hai?"

"Accha..." He said and chuckled.

It annoyed me, "And first of all I'm a karate yellow belt; you dare harm me and see."

He snorted, "That's the lowest form of certification there is."

"Yes it is because my dad didn't allow me to take up the rest of the classes but woh point nahi hai. Tu mujhe touch kar ke dekh. Tu mujhe crush karega kutte? Mey tere pe ek laat maarungi aur tu-----GAKKKK!"

I had to stop because he had clutched at my throat and pushed me back until I rested my back on the trunk of a banyan grove.

It wasn't a hard grip but I couldn't move either.He didn't go to the gym for nothing, this idiot.

"Aahhh, mera gala dhukk raha hai kutte!"

"Haina? Do something about it then."

I tried to move and his grip on my throat instantly loosened and he held both my hands above my head instead.

"Strong girl haina tu, mujhe laat maar ke bhag jao dekhte hai..."

"Taunt maarta hai saale tu..." I tried to kick his shin but I was only shuffling my feet in the air hanging like a piece of meat on a hook. All it took was one of his hands to hold both my wrists and I shouldn't have boasted about that stupid karate class I took in 3rd grade.

"Let me go!" I half yelled and he moved back,letting go off my hands abruptly.I immediately launched my attack of punches on him which he easily defended himself from.

I tried to kick his leg and thankfully he groaned lowly but then laughed, avoiding the next kick.

"I can't take you seriously like this Shehnaaz," he laughed and grabbed my hand.
I pulled it back from him.

He grabbed it again and held it in his.

"Sidharth kya hogaya hai tujhe?" I muttered and he chuckled, brushing a few strands of hair back from my face.

"Did you have lunch?" He asked softly.

"No." I scoffed, giving him another kick for the sake of it.

"I knew it.Always up to some work.Chal baahar.Let's have something."

I pulled my hand away from his, "Tu pehle bol yeh sab kya tha."

"Kya kya tha. Leave it.We have years before our marriage.Chill kar na tu."

The unsaid meaning behind his words clearly meant that he had decided it was us who were eventually going to tie the knot.

Leaving me standing in one place open mouthed, he went over to the driver's seat.

I sighed and went over to the passengers seat.

"You will crush my life if I say no?"

"Definitely."

"Pakka tu karega aisa ek dost k saath?" I attempted to disguise my tone with a little helpless sympathy.

"Haan." He replied decisively shifting the gear with his full focus on the gates that the security had opened for us.

"Then, no. Mujhe nahi karna terese shaadi. Dominating kahika."

I only earned a smirk in return,"You're so naive baby."

"What?"

He didn't reply,just swerving onto a parallel lane.

We pulled into a local drive-in and Sidharth had ordered chicken momos for me. It was not one of the cheap lunch bars where I bought energy bars to keep me full.It was a proper luxurious drive-in.

I frowned as he smoothly asked for the double chocolate chip cookies and the peri peri salsa fries.I was trying to be focused on the topic and he was ordering my favourite food here.

I extended my hands beyond him to pay for our meal and he swatted my fingers before extending his credit card.

Irritating moron.

I mean, sort of.

The thing was I really liked Sidharth.He was the first person I had befriended in high school here. He understood me. I couldn't just get pissed and stay away from my best friend because he was suddenly being an imposing ass.

He handed me the huge sipper of orange soda as I temporarily forgot the topic of our argument on seeing food. We had stopped near the winding road to the waterfall.It was a beautiful secluded place where Sid usually stopped the car to admire the sky and the huge tufts of cottony clouds.

I decided that I didn't want to further the nonsensical scuffle as I let Sidharth grab the soda and take a sip.He ate a disgustingly green salad because of his workout diet.
I pitied him, munching on my third bite of momos.This time I dipped it in the sour dip and moaned.

"Yeh konsi aawazein nikal rahi hai tu," he  muttered and I ignored him taking a sip of the soda.

As he said, there was still time to think about marriage.I was after all just twenty years old.

Koi kya kar sakta hai.

Guys! The other FF is depressing so I decided to update this first for my SidNaaz family.Just a random Sidnaaz feel wala story with each chapter being all over the place.Bear with me!The thing is the other story's track is based on reality and is constantly reminding me of the fact that Sid is not with us and it fucking hurts so this fanfiction will show Sid in a completely unusual way and is an attempt to cheer you all up ❤

Also if the fact that reading about him is mentally disturbing you, go on, take a break! You will come back stronger. All you cuties in every sidnaaz ff are my jaan.I enjoy reading your comments in SN ffs that are also written by someone else. Love you.