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Not so cliche... Extra #5
*Sanjay Pov*“Sanjay! The agent called me asking whether we can do a small concert as we have a week’s time before the next destination in this tour.” I glanced up from the music sheet hearing those words from my band member.“Why did he call you instead of me?” I asked frowning before taking out my phone.I am the leader of the band and it’s not that I want to have power but the agent generally talks to me about these plans.So, when he suddenly called the drummer instead of me, it doesn’t click well and I know he will not feel to hear such words from me and so I couldn’t help but mutter those words.“Even I got that doubt and he wanted me to discuss with others but didn’t mention Kri or you. When I mentioned your names, he went silent.” I frowned more hearing those words.“Maybe it is time to change the agent or maybe even the company.” He added and I sighed nodding.Recently, after I talked with the company about letting Kri take a rest after this tour, the company started acting u
Not so cliche... Extra #6
*Akhila Pov*“She doesn’t like staying in pain like this and even wished to not go through the time limit which we both went through. However, she is going through more than us.” I mumbled not able to see her in pain like this.“Tell me about it. Did you text Khushal to come directly to the hospital?” Di asked and I nodded at her.I texted him while Di said she will wait for some time as right now Bharghav must be on stage as per the itinerary.As we both continued to stay in the room while Ri finally took a small nap, my phone started ringing.I frowned seeing the coach’s name and picked it up asking, “Will it take longer for the match to finish, coach?”I asked that thinking maybe Khushal left instructions to keep me updated but all I heard was a rushed voice from the other side and I heard the words that scared me.“Khushal is hurt and we are bringing him to the hospital where you are right now. I need a family member to do the formalities and so I called you against his wishes.” I
Not so cliche... Extra #7
#PAST#*Third Person Pov*“You do know that you can’t let Priya stay with me forever, right?” She closed her eyes hearing her Mom’s words.“I know, Mom! But… but I can’t let her stay here and witness all the fights, Mom.” She whispered leaning back on the chair.“It’s been two years already. Do you think Priya will be happy by seeing you once a week? And that too you both never come here together. Just imagined how it will be for her.” Her Mom pointed out.“And all you can do is forgive him. It’s been three years and you are still blaming him even though he is remorseful. I didn’t see anyone regretting their actions like my Son-in-law is doing. Also, he is working so hard and your financial position is also really good now.” Her Mom continued.“I will come to a decision soon, Mom.” Saying that she cut the call and brushed her tears away.She knows that she has been avoiding this decision for the past two years and want to end it at once but thinking about her daughter who has to live
Not so cliche... Extra #8
#STILL IN THE PAST#*Third Person Pov*Priya wants to bring all her toys back with her but her Mom didn’t want her to bring all the toys as there are a few already at home. So, she continued to stare at her toys and chose one after the other with her silent sister beside her.However, when they heard her Mom’s loud voice, her sister rushed to the door while Priya ignored it as she heard it many times already.She sighed choosing a few she really likes to play with and then took the ones she found her sister glancing at even though all she held was the doll that their Mom held before.“I want to bring these, Mom.” Priya said choosing half of the toys and waited patiently thinking her Mom will ask her to remove a few more.“Okay! Let’s go him!” She smiled hearing those words from her Mom and walked towards her sister to hold her hand.“Dad! Let’s go home!” Priya said smiling at her father who smiled at her before leaning over to kiss her cheek.“I will put your clothes and toys in the c
Not so cliche... Chapter 1
*Ritika Pov*"Wake Kritika up! We are going to reach Delhi in half n hour. She will get some time to freshen up." I heard Di telling me.I averted my eyes from very interesting biography of a great leader and looked at the person sitting infront of me who has a pencil in her hand to do magic with it as usual but her mind is completely far away and is just looking outside the window.I am observing her for the past one month and I can clearly tell that she is very disturbed. Kritika and I tried to know the reason but she is always saying that she is fine.If only Priya Di is here with us at present then I am sure she would have pulled out all the information from her favorite younger sister our Akhila Di."What are you thinking about? Are you fine?" Akhila Di asked worriedly."I am fine Di! Just thinking about Priya Di." I replied which is completely not a lie so she will not know it.The thing is she knows when we lie or when we not very easily. And this quality is found only in her i
Not so cliche... Chapter 2
*Kritika Pov*"Di! You and Mom have very similar taste and also the best taste too." I said looking at the two storey building which looks very cozy."Y..Yeah!" Di stuttered and I looked at her confused.She closed her eyes for a second and then opened them immediately with a smile on her face. Something is definitely wrong here but we can't know anything until she tells it by herself.Maybe she is already missing her friends and college. I mean who doesn't get attached to college after studying that too for two years. Akhila Di maybe an exception because she is kind of quiet and spends most of her time either with Mom or in taking care of both of us."First I need to have a long shower." I said as we entered the house unlocking the door."First you need to brush your teeth which you should have done when we woke you up. Now go and do it." Ri said moving her hand infront of her face few times like she is getting very bad smell from me.I moved near her face completely and blew air on
Not so cliche... Chapter 3
*Ritika Pov*"Oh my god!" I heard the screeching of stupid Kri in my ear. Here heard is completely a wrong word as it should be bared."My dear Kri! I know you got some blindness and also little hearing problem but I just want to let you know that I am standing just beside you. I don't even have the hearing problem unlike you." I said with sympathy placing my hand on her shoulder."You are such a boring person Ri. Why do you say such big lines?" She asked frowning."Oh! I forgot that you even have some understanding problem so I will try to keep it in my mind the next time." I said and turned to see our college seeing which she screamed in the first place."To keep you have to have a mind in the first place right." She said smiling."That is such a lame comeback." I said rolling my eyes."Is it?" She asked frowning and my poor Kri fell for my words again."It's ok! Now come on let's go and meet our principal. Di must be waiting for us in his room." I replied and pulled her with me to
Not so cliche... Chapter 4
*Kritika Pov*"Kri! Wake up!" I heard someone saying while shaking me."Please don't wake me up! He will go away." I said whining and turned away."If you don't wake up in one minute then you have to say good bye to your novels forever." I heard her threatening me."Bye, bye Nove.... Wait! Novels?" I shouted the last two words waking up with no trace of sleep in my eyes anymore.I looked up to see Ri grinning like she won some lottery ticket. I glared at her and turned to look at the clock which made me glare at her more."It is just 6!" I shouted at her in shock."So? I woke up at 5 and even finished jogging." She said shrugging."Good for you! Now let me have some sleep." I said flopping myself on the bed again."You should try it sometime so that you can burn this baby fat." She said pulling my cheeks."I am not..." I couldn't finish my sentence as Di cut me off entering the room saying "She is not fat! She is healthy like we all are in our family except you ofcourse."I grinned at
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