Author: Kingsehwaag

Keerti was standing furiously with her hands on her hip. She gave a deadly glaring at Naksh, who was standing there with a caught look. Keerti: What have you done? Naksh: Sweetheart, it’s not my mistake yaar, that….. Keerti: Don’t give me excuses. What I asked, and what have you done? Naksh: Listen… Naksh tried to explain her, but Keerti cut off him. Keerti: I asked you gobi dry. But what have you done? Naksh: I also bought gobi, only yaar. Keerti: No, I asked gobi dry, but you bought me gravy. How could you expect me to eat it?…