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What a mess

Two families. An arranged marriage. What could possibly go wrong? A story filled with love, laughter and lots of embarrassment. _________________________________________________ "You can't find someone so pretty, smart, funny, stubborn, mature, childlike, fearless, shy, insecure, emotional, no bullshit; all at the same time." "You're like a broken compass. You are either happy or just fucking annoyed with everything. Either way, you don't know exactly how you feel and what you want." Despite not wanting to get married, when Naira's family insists her to tie the knot, she decides to give Ayan a chance. Cocky, friendly, and extremely attractive, he shares an unlikely trail of secrets that haunt his past and come knocking down his present. Getting kidnapped, temporarily adopting a seven-year-old, attending a marriage, making new friends... Naira does it all. Amid all the chaos, she'll find not only love but also herself. "Your laugh wrinkles your forehead. It touches my foolish heart." "You're like a book I keep on reading but can't remember. Every time I read, I find a new section, a new paragraph, a new sentence." _________________________________________________ The characters are both Indian and reside in Delhi as of now.

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What Did You Do?

"Naira," he says, my name rolling off his lips as smooth as butter. "Mhmm," I immediately react; my body's addicted to the way he says my name. "Nothing," his lips curl up in a broad smile. "Just wanted to say your name; it's the sweetest name ever."

...

"What. The. Hell. Happened. Here?" I ask, emphasising each word.

"She-she," Ayan dissolves into a puddle of laughter, and I can see his stomach shaking as he tries to fight his tears. "She-" He goes, and doubles over again. Taking huge lumps of air, he stops wheezing, but when he glances at Tara again, he falls on the ground and writhes with laughter; in a state of hysterics.

I shake my head and sigh, diverting my attention to Tara, "What did you do?"

She's completely bathed in white: her hair is covered in flour, her red frock has huge white spots on it and even the floor is covered in flour.