Hey guys..
You know today is a very important day of my life..
Exactly one year ago I created my wattpad account..
Goddd.. I'm sooo happy..
I just love this app..

So happy watty anniversary to me..

One month passed by and brought a good amount of change in Sanyukta's life without her will and consent..
In that whole one month Sanyukta tried to stay away from Randhir as much as she could by going office early and returning back late in a drunken state...

But how much time she spent in her office, pubs, night clubs and bars, at the end of the day she always felt an urge to go home..
Yeah.. Now her apartment had transformed into a home where someone was waiting for her..

Randhir never said but she knew that Randhir always stayed up till she came back home - safe and sound..

Ohh.. Another change also took place in Sanyukta's life..
She got into a new relationship..
A relationship with her kitchen..
And the reason is one and only Randhir..

After seeing Sanyukta's wrath Randhir never dare to cook anything for her..
He only cooked for himself.. And on the other hand Sanyukta's each morning started with the aroma of Randhir's delicious foods..

And.. Sanyukta started craving for homemade food.. Then one fine day she decided to cook something good for herself...
In that way Sanyukta started loving her kitchen and enjoying her handmade 'ok ok' food..
Now all her two minutes foods got replaced by rice, dal, roti, sabji, poha, upma, paratha and other stuff..

But one thing her heart always said whenever she took a morsel of her self made food was "Randhir ke haat ke bane parathe jaisa taste toh kissi me nehi.."
Well.. She admitted that she missed Randhir's handmade food..

Talking about Randhir.. There wasn't much change..
He always kept the whole apartment organized and stayed away from Sanyukta's things..

But one big change happened in his professional life.. His many write ups got printed in many renowned magazines and readers were liking them..
It was a huge inspiration for him to write further..
He even considered Sanyukta as his lucky charm because from when she came in his life, he was getting successful..

He was super happy seeing the progress in his carrier..
But his heart always sank looking at Sanyukta..
In that one month he noticed two prominent thing in Sanyukta..

One was she always pushed everyone away from her life..
She didn't make friends.. She avoided any and every attachment with people..

And the most weird thing he noticed was her eyes..
They twinkled whenever she was drunk..
But even those twinkling eyes have some hollowness..
When she smiled tipsily it seemed like her eyes were mocking her smile..

But Randhir felt her drunken state was better than her normal state..
When she wasn't drunk her eyes turned gloomy.. They showed no emotions.. Nothing at all..

Because of this Randhir always stayed awake till she came back home...
He liked her carefree nature when she was drunk..
Her meaningless weird talks brought a fresh air in his life..
He felt relaxed hearing her blabbering..
He felt there was someone who was with him at the end of the day..

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It was another morning in SanDhir's apartment and as usual Sanyukta's slumber broke and she could smell a sweet aroma of food..
She slipped in her slippers and went to washroom for freshen up..

Upon entering into the kitchen she got her another morning treat.. Randhir's booty shake..
It was Randhir's daily routine.. According to him he couldn't cook without dancing or specificly his booty dance..
In that one month Randhir had become comfortable around Sanyukta and so he continued his dance in front of her without any hesitation..

"hey.. Good morning" Randhir greeted her with a warm smile..
"morning..
You should think over my idea.." Sanyukta said standing beside him..
"which idea??" he questioned
"stripping club join karne wala idea.." said Sanyukta putting a frying pan on the gas oven..
"Hahahaaaa.. You are funny.." he laughed..
"no I'm serious.." she was casually..

"umm Sanyukta.. Don't make your breakfast today.." hearing him she threw a why_that_so look..
"woh actually I made breakfast for both of us.." he replied slowly...

She yell.. "Randhir... Didn't I tol.."
"I know.. I know.. I remember that you asked me not to cook for you but please listen to me once..." Randhir cut her off in middle and said in a go..
"shoot" Sanyukta said cupping her waist..
"Wohh.. Wohh.. Today is my parents' marriage anniversary.. So thought to give you a treat.." he said softly..

Sanyukta somewhere became soft hearing about his parents..
Thus she agreed to him..
"ok.. Sirf tumhare mom dad ke liye.." she stated strictly..
Randhir's lips broke into a big smile and said "thank you.."
"no need.. Par age se" she started saying pointing her forefinger at Randhir..
"age se tum aapna aur main mera khana banayunga.. No interfering in each other's matter.." Randhir completed her sentence..
And Sanyukta nodded..

That was the second time they were having breakfast which was made by Randhir..
But this time the atmosphere was different..
Randhir wasn't scared like before.. Even today he was continuously talking about his parents..

And Sanyukta was enjoying both his handmade pancakes and his talks..
"you know I bought a gift for them.. Wait I'll bring it.." he ran to their bedroom to fetch the gift..
"see digital photo frame.. Isn't it nice..
Yahan unke (his parents) 100 pic bhi hain.." he said excitedly..

"tum yeh gift kaise doge unhe??" she asked..
"kaise matlab.. Ghar jake dunga.." he stated..

Sanyukta thought if they had disowned him then how could he go there..
But she didn't say anything about it as Randhir was very happy...

"kya huya.. Kahan kho gayi..
Sona nah tumne aj main bhi tum logon ke saath jayunga..
Fir bus stop me utar jayunga.." he snapped his fingers..
"umm.. Ok.. Fir ready ho jayo jaldi.. Aur uncle aunty ko happy anniversary bol dena.." she said with a tiny smile..

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