"Tum jaao mai baad me aaunga" I tell my twin sister as she starts loading the car with her bags. I seriously don't know what is she carrying in those 5 bags of her. College me ja rahe hai, kisi jungle me nahi!

She glares at me. "Bhai, papa ne kaha tha saath me jaane ke liye" she says. "Papa ki chamchi" I say rolling my eyes at her. "Shut up!" she snaps and starts pulling me.

"Vidushi tum jaao yaar mujhe abhi kisi se milna hai jaane se pehle" I tell her and she eyes me suspiciously. "Jenny! Hai na? Jenny se milna hai na" she asks. Will this girl ever let it go.

I blankly nod at her and she sighs. "Bhai, bass bhi karo ab ye sab. Ab naye college me ja rahe hai toh ab se nayi life start ok? Waise bhi tum ek mahine se jyada rehte nahi kisi ladki ke saath. Tum aise nahi ho. Can you forget about that stupid incident of the past and stop playing around?" she says with concern clear in her eyes.

"Okay mummy no. 2! Ab isse jyada bhaashan dogi toh so jaaunga mai" I say, fake yawning and she huffs.

"Koi faayda nahi kuch bol ke. Arrogant! Kamina!" she says under her breath but I hear it. "Ha chudail, I love you too. Niklo ab!" I say as I help her with her bags and the driver starts the car.

But she doesn't get in. Because guess what? Bhai ko bike li hai toh mujhe bhi chahiye!! Huh. Our driver will take care of the luggages and we will take our bikes.

"Mai papa ko bataaungi!" She shouts at me and I just smirk. I know she won't. Even if we fight like we want to kill each other, we always have each other's back. She gets on the bike and leaves in speed. I don't know how this girl got a driver's licence!

Vidushi is my twin sister and just a few minutes younger than me. We don't look exactly the same. Infact, we have very different features. I have always done the big bro dadagiri on her and I know she gets irritated by it, but who cares. I have to keep that dumb creature safe. I don't want her to face the things that I faced. I shake my head to clear my thoughts and start heading towards my destination.

I ring the doorbell and after a few minutes the door opens. Granny ma looks at me and her face lights up. "Randhir beta.. tum gaye nahi?" she asks and I shake my head. "Aapse mile bina kaise jaata?" I say and she grins and opens the door wide for me to come in.

Obviously this is not Jenny. I broke up with her the day before yesterday. But Vidushi doesn't need to know this. Infact nobody needs to know. Because nobody understands.

"Aji sunnte ho.. Randhir aaya hai" she calls out when I enter the living room and daadu comes in his wheelchair.

"Randhir my boy! Mujhe laga tum nikal chuke Panchgani ke liye" he says. "Nahi daadu. Ab toh vohi rehna hai 3 saal. Koi jaldi nahi hai" I say and sit on the couch as granny ma gives me a glass of water. "Tumhare dad ne kuch kaha?" he asks and I sigh.

Dad.

He wanted me to take the medical field and become a doctor like him. But I don't want to become a doctor. I never wanted to. To see people suffering, to see their families desperate for them to get well is not a view I'd like to see everyday. Here in India doctors are considered to be next to God. And I don't think of myself so highly.

Okay I'm being a bit negative. Doctors save a lot of lives and help a lot.. But. But they also see people dieing. And I just can't.. I don't trust myself enough to take someone's life in my hands.

So yes, I never ever wanted to become a doctor. I have my own reasons.

Daadu pats my shoulder lightly and I blink away my thoughts.

"Dad ka toh aapko pata hai na. Unke marzi se sab hona chahiye. Aur na ho toh vo kaise bhi apni marzi chalaa lete hai. But mai bhi aakhir unka hi beta hu. Ziddi unki tarah. Baat nahi kar rahe hai sahi se kuch dino se. Aaj jaate hue bhi kuch bole nahi. But ma boli ke vo unse baat karegi.. dekhte hai ab" I tell him and daadi brings me a thaali.

It's her world famous puri bhaaji. And my favourite too.

"Puri bhaaji! Thanks granny ma. I love you so much" I say as I start eating like a bhukkad. "I love you too" she says pulling my cheek. "Aree mujhe bhi toh bolo love you" daadu says and she just throws the napkin in her hand at him and scurries inside the kitchen giggling.

Ah, to have love like them..

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"Mai vacations me pakka aaunga" I tell them and touch their feet. I hug granny ma as she wipes her tears with a smile.

They love me a lot and I love them too. I remember the first time I had met them. While playing football, I had kicked the ball so hard that I had broken their glass window. I was 12 then.

Unlike other people in this vicinity they gave the ball back quickly without scolding the shit out of me. Granny ma also offered me to have some cake that she had baked. That's where it started.

Both their sons had left them here and settled abroad and got married and started a life there. It had been years since they visited and months had passed since they called. So I spent most of my free time with them and now our bond is unbreakable.

Sometimes, the people who are just strangers understand you better than the ones of blood relation.

As I am waiting for a cab, I call Vidushi. I had quitely put my admission form in her bag because I knew the time would be up when I reach.

"Bolo" she snaps at me directly.

"Yes hello Dishu baby.. vo actually ek kaam.." I start speaking but she interrupts.

"Na na koi kaam nahi, tumhe pehle hi kaha tha maine, mere saath chalo lekin tumhe uss Jenny ko thoda lonnnng bye bolna tha na" she says and I roll my eyes.

It's time that I interrupt before she gives me a big bhaashan. "Maine mera admission form rakh diya hai tumhare bag me. Ab submit karna hi padega tumhe" I say smiling smugly.

"Kya! Mere bag me kyu rakha tumne?" she says. "Because you are my kind little baby sister" I try to persuade her and I know I've got her. She sighs. "Chalo thik hai submit karti hu. But you owe me now you dumb ass" she hangs up.

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I am whistling a tune as I am climbing up the stairs. Vidushi just submitted the form in the office and didn't care to ask about the room. I knew it, that girl won't just help me easily like that.

So room no. 489 it is.

I take a turn on the last floor and from nowhere a girl dashes into me.

It happens so suddenly like one moment I am whistling a tune and walking and the next a girl is in my arms.

"Oh shit" comes a light squeal as I hear a small rattle of something falling down and I get a chance to look at that girl, as I hold her firmly.

Damn, what a sweet face!

She is clutching my arms tightly. Her soft full lips are slightly open from shock and and her hair is long and straight and I have a sudden urge to push away the tendrils on her face. And her nose is sharp and perfect. I mean who has a perfect nose?

But my breath is taken away when she opens her eyes. Good lord in heaven!

Her thick lashes open wide and it's like I am hypnotized. Her eyes are brownish grey and the dark green flecks can only be seen in them because I am so close to her. It doesn't seem like she is wearing lenses. And her face seems angelic with those big innocent eyes of hers.

Angel eyes.

She awkwardly stands up looking everywhere but me and clears her throat. "Thanks" she mutters. I know she is embarrassed and blushing.

Lets have some fun!

"Thanks? Ke maine tumhe pakdaa?" I ask her not able to hide my amusement.

"Haa.." she says. But then a little frown forms on her forehead. Cute!

"Nahi.. Thanks ke tumne girne se bachaaya" she says pursing her lips.

"Oh it was all my pleasure" I reply with a grin. It's true. By the way is it wrong that just after knowing her for two minutes, I wanna hold her again closely. Damn!

She looks around and I follow her eyes seeing that there are laddoos fallen all over the place. Suddenly, I have the urge to have laddoos. Not the ones that are fallen on the floor ofcourse!

She picks them up hurriedly and I am controlling the smile forming on my face. She is really cute. Clumsy but cute.

But then she starts going towards the staircase. The words leave my mouth before I have a chance to register them, "Arre naam kya hai tumhara miss?"

She looks back and shakes her head with that little frown and without answering she starts running away.

Why is she ignoring me like that? Damn! It must be the traveling that has made me look like a zombie. I need to say something witty and smart to get her attention. I guess this time just my looks are not enough.

"Sambhal ke jaao ab. Main nahi rahunga neeche tumhe wapas pakadne ke liye. Oh sorry! Bachaane ke liye" I say and quickly regret it.

Aise ghatiya lines koi maarta bhi hai kya? Chee Randhir chee..

But when she stops and turns, a grin forms on my face. I just find this whole situation funny. And the next thing she does makes me laugh. Not at her, but her cuteness.

She pokes out her tongue at me and disappears and I just stand there grinning widely like a fool. Unlike the other girls I know, she was not getting all touchy flirty with me, and she looked so cute in those pajamas.

And okay, I admit it, she was beautiful. Without a hint of makeup and without saying much, I found her beautiful. I hope she is a fresher. I'd love to be friends with her.

'Just friends?' asks my heart and I tell it to shut up.

I go to my room which is to the extreme end of the hallway. I get in and look around. The room is not too big but it's okay. I can adjust here comfortably. Just by looking at the room, I know that somebody was here a few minutes ago. It has a jasmine kind of smell.. must be the room freshener. There is an empty suitcase on one bed. That guy must be really punctual that he organised everything so quickly. Very few guys are like that. Good for me.

I drop myself on the bed and sigh. Travelling really gets me exhausted. I don't even have the energy to go down and have food. My stomach growls hungrily. My eyes land on a jar and curiously my hand reaches out for it.

There are freaking laddoos in it!

I pick one up and stop before I put it in my mouth. 'Bad manners Randhir', my mother's voice rings in my head.

What if it is drugged or has poison in it, I think to myself eyeing the laddoo.

Ye toh khaane ke baad hi pata chalega.. with that thought I take a bite.. delicious.. wow.. I'll have to ask my roommate from where did he get these? I decide to have one more.. and one more.. and just in a few minutes the whole jar is empty.

I am more bhukkad for laddoos than Chhota Bheem. I'm screwed.

I hope my roommate is not some boxer or karate champion. Jo hoga dekha jaayega. I'll​ just go to sleep now.  I start removing my shirt..

"OYE!" comes a squeal from behind and I stop and turn.

It's that girl. Angel eyes.

"TUM?" I say as she has closed her eyes. Gosh why doesn't she look at me. I want to look at those eyes.

She removes one hand and sneaks a peek at me and her hands fall to her side as her eyes widen. Better.

"TUM!!" she replies in a squeak.

"Haa. But tum yaha kya kar rahi ho mere room me?" I ask.

"Tumhara room?" she answers in bewilderment. "Ye mera room hai. Bahar naam bhi likha hai.

Sanyukta Agarwal."

What the effing hell. Angel eyes is my roommate. Yess wow oh that's great!!

Um I mean shit what the hell!

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How are you my sandhirians?? I missed you guys so much.. I know this update took really long but exams sarr pe hai. The first few chapters in our hero's POV. Liked it or no?