Present, September, 2017

Aishi's Pov

I am 22 year old girl who works as a Web Designer for an IT sector company in London. My Dad Harshdeep Khanna is into business, my mom Preeti Khanna is a teacher. Though actually I'm Delhite but we shifted to London after my school days. I never thought a girl like me would fall in love with a cricketer. His name is Jasprit Bumrah, the death over specialist. 

#Flashback!#

The incident was really embarrassing. I was in a hurry for my presentation and we had a meeting with another company and I had to show my designs. I was hurrying towards the hall when I bumped into some wall "Abbe Gaandu yaha pe diwaar kaha se aa gaya?", I screamed you know perks of being from Delhi but I live in a country where no one understands my language, lucky me but God really hates me it was none other than an Indian Cricketer. "Shit", I cursed myself and mumbled, "Sorry ji!" and I ran out of his sight. The meeting after that went well our company got the project for my presentations. But still I will say God hates me and I came across him again and he was smiling like an idiot and said, "Sorry!" I smiled at him and he said, "Congrats! Your company got the project!"  I was like issko kaise pata chala but I said, "Thanks! And sorry for the slangs earlier." Jasprit said, "Mei aise nhi manunga! Please let us go out for a coffee!" I said, "Sure why not!"

#Flashback Ends!

 So that was our first meeting when he came to London for his vacations with his Mumbai Indians teammates after they won the IPL 2015. It was our first meeting and afterwards he went back to India but we contacted each other regularly through phone, messages and video calls. We fell in love with each other and it's 2017, January. I requested him not to show my photo to Virat. Though Virat is elder to me we used to be next door neighbors and shared a great bond of friendship. And my habit of using slangs are inspired from him. I told Jasprit about my and Virat's friendship and he agreed as I wanted to surprise that Gaandu, aise kaise bhul skta h woh mereko bharwa I won't let him forget me. Yeah I'm in India for India has their second ODI with Australia I'm at Kolkata airport.

 Jazz's Pov

Where is she? She told me not to receive her from the airport though I sent a car for her. It's already 11 A.M. We will leave for the ground as the match will start from 1.30 P.M. Suddenly a girl walked up to me with her face covered with a book. She whispered, "Chal!" I understood it's Aishi my insane Aishi, a proper Delhite Punjabi girl living in London! Our plan is Harry will be in Virat Bhai's room and the room door will be opened and Anushka Bhabhi will be called by Ritika Bhabhi and she will be there in Rohit Bhai's room. That's the time when we will make our grand entry. We entered the room and Virat Bhai is sitting facing his back towards the door he is tensed for the upcoming match. Harry winked at us. 

Aishi's Pov

Wah Bhai wah! Abb aega maza! I closed Virat's eyes with my hand from the back and Virat said, "Kaun hai be Gaandu?" Harry and Jazz controlled their laughter. I symbolized Harry to come near me he came and I whispered in his ears, "Say Pehchaan Kaun?" Harry in his baritone voice said, "Pehchaan Kaun??"  Virat said, "Tum logo ko maza sujh rha aur meri yaha phat ke abb tak 4 ho gai hai!" He is still that Delhi wala guy though I'm still a Delhi wali girl despite we shifted to London. Virat grabbed my hand and forcibly removed my hand from his eyes "Hadd hoti bench... chaa_....." , he stammered he was shocked and astonished as fuck! Virat opened his mouth and stood like a statue but soon came back to reality "Arre tu? Tu kab----", he asked and and I cut him off in the middle saying, "Buss kr Chutiye boht hua! No call no message no nothing! Boht charbi chadhhi hai tereko?"  Virat narrowed his eyes at me and said, "The same applies to you as well! At least could have messaged on social media!"  I said, "Tere social media ki aisi ki taisi! Moron when you made an account just check your Insta messages! Bada aya!" He scratched the back of his head and said, "Actually many girls DM me on Insta so!"  I said, "Haan so you ignored Moron! BADTAMEEZ!" Virat said, "Chaddar ki kameez!"  I said, "Lohe ka Pajama!" He said, "Bandar tera Mama!" I said, "Billi Teri Mausi!"  He said, "Kutta tera yaar!" I nodded and said, "It's truth! rehn de Aam ka achaar!" Virat and I said in unison, "Gale lag ja mere yaar!" We hugged each other and I said, "Bhabhi se nhi milwaega kameene?" Virat said, "Kyu nhi Kameeni!"  We pulled back. Jazz said, "Virat Bhai she is the one whom I like!" Virat said, "But she is a boy!" I hit Virat and said, "Bhale hi kutta hai lekin apna yaar hai tu!"  We all laughed at it and then Anushka Bhabhi came and Virat introduced me to her as well. After that we went boarded the bus and went to the Eden Gardens for the match.

Sorry for the boring chapter guys! It contains a lot of slangs please don't get offended I hope it doesn't hurt your feelings as many of you people like Captain Kohli a lot but Delhi friends generally talk like this! Please do vote and comment!