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J is for
…
~Juicy Kahaani~
“Make
way! Make way!” Khushi called out
as she rushed through the hall, trying to get to Nani’s room so that she could
give her some juice, as her sugar levels had come down. “Move away Om Prakash ji! This train isn’t going to stop before the
station!”
But it had to.
For Arnav had stepped into her path, and
the juice into his.
Arnav Singh Raizada stood in front of
Khushi, bathed in Mango juice.
Giving her an exasperated look, Arnav
looked at his shirt to survey the damage.
Khushi mentally prepared herself for the
verbal onslaught to follow, but she was taken aback by a chuckle from Arnav.
She looked at him in surprise.. to find
him smiling at her. He asked her,” What
happened this time? You didn’t find Orange juice yet again?”
Smiling at Arnav, Khushi retorted cheekily,” Will you wait a minute? I can get Orange
juice if you prefer that.”
Arnav gave her one of his special glares
before he burst out laughing, with Khushi joining him a moment later.
(175
words)
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