Nandini's POV :

I go down stairs after completing my morning chores. And as usual I find my chacha and chachi involved in their daily childish bickerings . My chacha Santhosh Murthy is the Managing director of Murthy Departmental Stores, one of biggest in departmental stores in Mumbai and chachi is rather happy in her small world which involves cooking different kinds of dishes and experimenting them on us . Her ambition was to participate in Masterchef India but she couldn't do it. So, she rather uses her master chef cooking skills on us. Her food is tasty I swear but you know experimenting with food is something I don't prefer. I still remember her 'CABBAGE HALWA' and chacha eating it for her satisfaction and then ending up hugging the wash basin puking his guts out. Poor chachu I say. But whatever it is they both love each other and their childish bickerings provide us daily dose of entertainment so we rather let them be.

Is this what people refer as war zone because I definitely see a war zone in front of my eyes. Not understanding my point then you guys see it yourself ,right now chachi is standing with a bhelan in her hand glaring at chacha with murderous eyes and chacha is trying to open the lid of the box which he tightened knowingly. Actually , what happened is whenever chacha and chachi fight chachi cooks some of the weirdest dishes for chacha to eat and chacha tightens all the lids of the boxes in which the cooking ingredients are stored so that chachi can't open them. they say naa karma is a bitch so now it is taking revenge from chachu you see. In my line of vision I see my daadaji sitting and chuckling at the couple in front of him. "I will go and wake up Navya " I mouth to him and leave the war zone I mean dining room.

"Aapke badle meri shaadi shaithan se hojati toh accha hota ", "arey rekhaji bhai behen ki shadi nahi hosakti " I laugh to myself listening to chacha and chachi's cute fights which were nearly becoming incoherent as I enter Navya's room. 'MISSION IMPOSSIBLE' I think to myself as waking up Navya is an uphill task. She sleeps as if she is participating in a sleeping competition between herself and Nobita. "Navya wake up " I shout in her ears . But no response. Did even sleeping beauty sleep this much ?? no way. " Navya earth quake aaya hai wake up nahi toh marjaogi " . Still no response. Should I kick her butt ?? No Nandu behen hai teri my heart tells me. Sighing to my self I use my last weapon ." Navya shopping chale " and then she wakes up as if the bed itself kicked her on her butt. Typical Navya . "Nandu hum sach mein shopping jayenge naa see I even sacrificed my dream about Chris Evans to wake up " she says. "first get ready in 15 minutes and comedown then I will think about shopping.". "OK" she screams in my ear and leaves to the washroom jumping like a bunny.

I get back to the dining hall only to find chacha and chachi sitting quietly having their breakfast and my dad sipping his morning coffee and reading his newspaper. "Good Morning dad " I wish him to which I get a curt nod as a reply. I sit in my chair and start my break fast ." Your mom will be returning today from Paris Nandini" he informs he. Mom went to Paris last week to attend some fashion show there . "Yes dad she also informed me and about the fundraising event all the preparations are done " . Every year we Murthy's host the fundraising events in which 50 percent of the amount is donated for the education of the under developed and 50 percent of amount is donated to the NGO's which support the lives of people who were affected badly due to the natural calamities. Trust me when I say these fundraising events are nothing like the ones where all the sad songs are sung and people mourn over the loss . I honestly feel that these events are rather a chance to all the rich people out their to flaunt their new cocktail party dresses, sports car and their new jewellery. The people attending these come here to enjoy the expensive drinks and gossip about their life. No Offence you see this is what I feel after attending those parties for many years. " The Malhotras and The Khurranas are also attending the party this year" dad speaks again pushing me out of my thoughts. The thought of Khurranas attending the event leaves a bitter taste in my mouth. But then again isn't this life you always don't get what you want so I also need to face them.I nod my head towards him and then assure him that the event will be a blockbuster.

I and Navya leave to shopping after Navya promising chachi that she will not do any monkey businesses, not getting lost in crowd , not taking chocolates from strangers. My chachi watches a lot of hindi serials you see that's why she is so over dramatic. Navya really is a shopping freak there are nearly heaps of branded new clothes lying in her closet but also every second day after shopping she freaks out about what to wear. "Come on di your mother is one the leading fashion designer in our country and here you hate shopping."Navya says to me as we both are here standing in front of the mall and arguing about me going inside the mall."Please di, please " she pleads me making a puppy face. I groan to myself as I give up and follow her.

I almost fall out of my chair but then again steady myself sitting properly on the chair. It's been one hour with Navya doing her shopping but believe me she has not purchased anything until now and I am bored and sleepy. " Di chalo" Navya says to me and leaves the shop I tilt my neck up to see her leaving the shop and piles of clothes also come into my line of vision " She didn't purchase anything did she? " I ask the salesman who almost looks pale and dissatisfied, he gives me a nod answering to my question positively . "Don't worry every dog has a day " I say these words to the salesman and head out of the shop following Navya . Suddenly Navya shouts "Di I found it" and heads towards the Men's showroom "Oh Navya now don't say me that you finally found out that there is a Man hidden in you and now you are realising that you need to shop for him also " I say to her a taunt clear in my words. To which she rolls her eyes and gives me a look which meant 'Shut up and follow me'. I follow her silently to the Men's Showroom thinking to myself that I could be a professional stalker with this following skills of mine.

I make myself comfortable at one of the comfy cushions in room. Navya again heads towards the salesman and starts asking him to show the clothes annoying the hell out of him.'Pagal Ladki' I mutter to myself. Navya then takes a T-shirt from the salesman and heads towards the Men's trial room. "Has she lost it or what " I say to myself and run towards to stop her but then suddenly someone holds my hand and jerks me inside another trial room. As to my defence I bite his hand and free myself from his hold . And I see a person who is as tall as an ostrich with an annoyingly handsome face.

"Who are you and why did you bite my hand ?" Mr.Ostrich asks me with a scared tone. Well than what does he expect he pulls some girl unknown to him inside the trial room and then does he expect her to kiss him? huh pervert I think to myself.

"Hey, mister! what do you think a girl would do in such kind of situations ? Bloody pervert!" I spat at him.

"Excuse me. What did you just say? Did you just call me a pervert ?" Mr. Ostrich says, can't he hear properly or what.

I scream in his ears "yup . Pervert pervert pervert . You are a P-E-R-V-E-R-T."

"Don't I have any work that I would pull little girls inside trial room?" . What did he just call me a 'little girl little hoga tera brain ' I wanted to shout at him .Control Nandu , just because you are dealing with an idiot doesn't make you an idiot I say to myself.

"Excuse me !I am not some little girl okay. Can't you see a 25 year old sweet lady standing in front of you. I think you need an eye specialist " and a brain specialist too I wanted to add but somehow controlled my self.

"Poor baby give me your mom's no. I will ask her to feed you some complan and sugar as well because I don't think sweet is the adjective to describe you. Which flavour you want strawberry or chocolate " Even I wanted to ask his mom's no. to immediately join this guy in an asylum. Control Nandu Control .

"Eww pervert " these words escape my mouth. Count till 10 Nandu . Control.

10

And Mr.Ostrich goes with his blah-blah-blah

9

Blah-Blah-Blah

8

He spoke about condoms . CONTROL NANDU.

7

Blah -Blah -Blah song continues

6

5

4

And I launch my missile on him. BAM !!!

And it's a six . OSTRICH GOT PUNCHED BY ME!!! PUNCHED BY ME, OSTRICH GOT!!! I FREAKING PUNCHED HIM. HIM, I FREAKING PUNCHED. GOD SAVE ME. ME, GOD SAVE. ( Yoda Mode )

And without thinking Ostrich and I got out of the trial room together with him huffing and calling me names like MAD LADY. Wow I liked the transformation though from LITTLE GIRL TO MAD LADY. Well done Nandu I am proud of you. Hooray for my sarcasm.

As I got out of the trial room I got to see sleeping beauty aka Navya looking at me and Ostrich with a mocking grin and her eyes overflowing with the amount of tease. GOD WHERE ARE YOU???

"I never knew that you were interested in fifty shades and stuff Nandu di " she says and here my face is turning redder and redder that people may misinterpret my face for a traffic light signal.

"I don't know you google it " I say her trying to keep a straight face.

"di" she again tries to say something but I cut her off by saying "Navya joker banna hai toh circus join kar" and leave the place.

"From today onwards I hate Ostriches" I say to myself.

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~This is a journey to the unknown to something completely new~

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