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His head then lolled back feeling the alcohol finally kick into his system.
Well....that is what he wanted . Isn't it ?
Leaning some more on the plush couch he cocked his legs on the glass table in front of him , involuntarily pushing the bottle of scotch off the table in the process. He sighed deeply but didn't bother to clear up the mess he had just created .
Mess.
His life was deeply associated with this word. Yeah right , Mess ! A Big Mess. That is what his life was . Nothing more , nothing less.
He smiled wryly as the thought crossed his mind .
Sighing again Arnav Singh Raizada closed his red , bloodshot eyes welcoming the alcohol induced slumber , drowning into a dreamless sleep .
The shattered pieces of glass lay on the expensive but now wet with liquor rug...hoping and waiting to be cleared up which probably would not happen before a couple of weeks .
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She cringed as the harsh sunlight peeking from behind the curtains pricked her eyes . Her nose scrunched up and she placed her palm on her face to block the light from disturbing her and her sweet slumber .
Rolling on her stomach she kept her forehead on the back of her hand trying to sleep again when the shrill alarm tone buzzed in her ears . Groaning in irritation , she fished her phone out from beneath the pillow and switched the alarm off , eyes still too lazy to open .
A few minutes later , she rolled back and yawned lazily feeling the drowsiness leave her body and eyes .
Rubbing her eyes , she finally opened them .
Her gorgeous hazel pupils glittered due to the rays of light and her face lit up with a bright smile .
Leaning on her elbows she finally sat up on the bed and looked around.
She felt happy . extremely happy .
She was in Her room...Her own room , In her own house .
She was finally back to stay with her parents after completing her Masters in Mumbai...
Delhi , finally !!
She got up from the bed , and stormed into the bathroom to get ready for the day . After freshening up , she tip-toed out of her room to find the rest of the house silent .
Knowing that Amma and Bauji were still asleep , she made her way into the kitchen to make a surprise breakfast for her parents . She grinned thinking about their surprised faces .
As she whisked the eggs....she sighed , How perfect was life . Khushi's Kumari Gupta's Life .
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