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Chanderi had wanted to give her parents a lavish anniversary party to celebrate their years of togetherness. But considering this was their thirty-second anniversary and not a milestone anniversary, she had planned a small dinner consisting of exactly thirty-two guests. That bit of symmetry was for her because she enjoyed such things.
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It was strange, to be so close to Chanderi and yet behave as if he wasn’t crawling out of his skin. Though he had spent two hours in her company, he had barely spoken two words to her.
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When Pihu had called Chanderi in a panic, she had cancelled two appointments and suggested they watch their favourite cartoon and eat icecreams, like they used to do when they were younger. They were sitting on Pihu’s bed, icecreams in hand as they watched X-Men that had been illegally downloaded by Prachal as a gift…
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Even though she had rushed through the whole thing, Chanderi was late. She reached Wood Green by 6.40 PM. The sun had set and she could only hope no mosquitoes would buzz around their heads and suck them dry.
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Hello. Chanderi hadn’t expected any messages at 1 AM but she couldn’t possibly sleep before checking her phone and there it was, waiting for her, a hello message from Chiranjeev. Hey, hey, why are you up so late?
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Chiranjeev didn’t want to be here. Here being on a date with someone other than Chanderi. Here being the god-level emotional blackmail his mother unleashed on him when he told her no, he would not meet Tamanna in 1BHK because she was waiting for him. Here being telling the lovely woman sitting in front of…
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Her day was packed and double booked. Such days were rare but with the wedding season in December, everyone had suddenly woken up to the fact they had to book her before she ran out of slots. All the mummies and auntiejis and bridezillas seem to have congregated on a Monday and by 3 PM,…
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