Meri Best Friend ki Shaadi
Meri Best Friend ki Shaadi Yeh kahani hai Amani ki, jo kabhi meri hostel mate hua karti thi. Aaj ushki call aya tha. Barso biit gaye the,pata nahi kahan se wo muhje dhund li. Han bol rahi thi ki facebook pe kisi aur ek hostel friend ko mera number puchi. Muhje abhi bhi yaad hai kaise wo mere hostel men mili thi. Kal ki baat ki tarah hi toh lag raha hai. Men apne room pe khana kha rahi thi, k eek patli si ladki gudia ki tarah dikhne men mere room knock kiya. Choti si pink colour ki shirt pehenke aur red tops men ake puchi aapka proxy number muhje de sakte ho, mera internet nehi aaraha hai. Sayad men ushe dus baar puchi hungi ke wo kya puch rahi thi. Uska aabat itna kaam tha ki wagal men bhi koi ho uske toh sunai na de. Jaise dheere se koi khel khel rahe ho, kaan men chupke se kuch bolne ka khel. Badi hi chui muin type kit hi. Muhje toh dekhke yeh laga tha ke koi btech ki ladki hogi. Baadmen bade dino ke baad pata chala tha ke wo PhD karke ayi hai. Wo choti si ladki jo kabhi