On thinking I did realise that the previous chapter was so bad. Like I don't how why it came out like that, maybe I was eager to write the following chapters that I didn't focus on that one. I will see if I can edit it, cause I had tried but couldn't come up with anything other than, the written.

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R A G I N I

"You oldy!"

"You stupid!"

"Idiot!"

"Crackpot!"

"Ugghh!!! I can't even," I yell at my husband who is busy glaring at me!

What does he think, I won't supress. He and I know that the only thing I can do without even tiring myself is fighting with him.

I have a good practice, so backing off now is not even an option.

"I don't want to talk to you." He announces and storms off his cabin.

"As if I want to," I mutter behind him.

I also angrily leave the cabin, what does this idiot think, I am going to agree to him?

Never.

I sit on my table and start typing the presentation angrily.

"Who does he think. When I said , I said. He should also agree to me. But no no never never never, aisa kaise hosakta hai."

"Oye madam," I hear Tia's voice.

I didn't even notice her.

I turned to face her, and she had a smirk on her face.

"What?" I ask innocently.

"Shaadi ko ek din bhi nahi hua, aur mohtarrma ka mood inna kharabh?"

(It isn't even a day that you got married, and your mood is already off.)

"Pati aisa ho toh aur kya chahiye." I retort angrily, gritting my teeth.

(If husband is like mine, then what else you need to get your mood ruined.)

"Aye aye shaant gadhadhari bheem! Aur thodha dimaag shaant kar." She says smiling.

(Oye bheem, relax. Cool your mind.)

"Shaant? Filal toh mera dimaag is bursting of anger. Idiot, oldy!" I mutter while she chuckles.

"Hua kya yeh toh bata," she asks.

(What happened?)

"That oldy..." I am rudely cut of by Mr, none other than Oldy.

"Sign the application." I hear his rude voice.

I glance at the paper, amd stare at him angrily.

"I am not signing." I hissed.

I won't agree.

"Ragini, don't create a scene." He whispers.

"Sir, I am not creating a scene, you are. Get lost, let me do my work." I sweetly-not tell him.

"I am your boss, agree to me and sign these."

"Not for a long time."

"Ragini!!"

"Laksh!"

I stand up glaring at him, and his eyes glaring back at me.

"Why can't you agree?"

"Why can't you agree?" I retort back.

He closes his eyes taking a deep breath.

I can also act. Nautanki.

"Fine, don't agree. I will also not agree. Stay here. Enjoy!!" He yells and storms to his cabin.

"Yes yes. I will enjoy," I shout back to.

"Don't tell me you both are fighting on that matter?" I heard bhai's voice.

I turned around to see Bhai and Swara smiling at me.

"That matter matlab? Bhai thats a matter of national importance, acha okay not national but personal yet still, that idiot doesn't even agree." I rant while Bhai chuckles.

"Dono bache hai," Swara says as she hits her forehead.

"Woh hoga." I frown.

"Ragini, maan ja na," bhai asks while I nod a no.

"Nope, never. Tell him to agree."

"Exactly, Laksh will have to agree not Ragu." Swara says.

"Oye oye m, humhare chakkar mein you both don't fight." I tell them smiling.

"Acha, you both go in the cabin I have an important mail to send."

"Okayy,"

I proceed towards my cubicle, not even glancing at my husband who just came out of his cabin.

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I was busy doing my work, when my intercom rang.

"Ragu, come to my cabin." Bhai said and I agreed.

Sabh mile hue hai.

(All are working together.)

"Yes?" I ask him as I open his cabin's door.

Mr.Oldy was also present who glared at me as soon as I entered my bhai's cabin.

"Ragu, sit here." He said pointing at the chair next to my enemy. Atleast for now.

"But-"

"Sit!" He said challenging me.

"Okay," I pouted and sat.

"Now, you both why are you fighting on such a petty topic?" Bhai asks while I now glare at him how can he call this matter of natio-personal importance, petty?

"Bhai,"

"Sanskaar,"

We both started together and again glared at him.

"One by one. Laksh first you,"

"Cheater."

"I want to go to Switzerland."

"I want to go to Dubai." I also added.

"Can't you agree to my choice for once?" He said.

"No, can't you agree mine?"

"No."

"But why only these specific places?" Bhai asked curiously.

"He likes Summer."

"She likes Snow."

"So what?" We said simultaneously.

"Wait I am lost." Bhai interjected.

As if we care?

"We can go Dubai later."

"So we can also go to Switzerland later."

"Its snowing there right now!"

"So?"

"Dubai is hot all over the year."

"I am not changing mu decision.

"For once?"

"No."

"Stupid."

"Oldy."

"You!"

"One second wait please." Bhai shouted and we looked at him.

"So the problem is you want to go to different places which aren't your favourite but your partner's?"

"Kinda."

"Useless people. I am sending you on OLX can't handle you both anymore. Children you both are. Matlab what? Here I thought one day after marriage you are fighting to go to a place which you individually like but how can something normal happen in Twist, right? Now listen you both. Stop fighting."

"But-"

"Shush! Listen to me. Ragu, I know you like water. And you Laksh like warm places, go to Maldives. Finish this for once and all." Bhai said.

"Actually.." I started.

"Its not a bad plan, right Ragu?"

"Exactly. I don't know why we couldn't think of this."

"Wohi toh, and we were fighting like mad."

"Chal lets go for Lunch."

"Okie."

"Bye."

And they left leaving a very shocked Sanskaar blank.

What happened right now?

Nothing is normal.

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