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She decided the colour Maroon

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She decided the colour Maroon. Now I'm right here standing with Aakash in front of my closet and I cannot find one single maroon outfit that would make me look best when I'll be standing with her.

Her standards are quite high. The way she walks, speaks, laughs, everything is elegant. I'm nothing compared to her. I should atleast have a good dressing sense that I seem worthy of her.

"Uske standards match karna difficult hai yaar. Mai uske baaju mai khada rahu toh Aisa lagna chahiye ki koi uske level ka khada hai.

Usko itna khubsurat hone ka haq kisne diya yaar, mere saare outfits uske aage fikke padh gaye hai."
I whined like a child infront of Aakash. Only he knows that I'm going with my babydoll.

"Bhai, ye sab branded outfits hai" Aakash commented looking at my restlessness.

"Uske level ka koi nai hai." I replied instantly.

"Aisa kya khaas hai usme?" He asked while looking at the outfits confusingly.

I took a deep breath, thought of her and started saying-
"It's everything about her. Those small eyes of hers that sparkle with mischief yet hold a depth that reveals her caring and loving nature.

Her smooth, silky hair that cascades down her shoulders invites you to run your fingers through them.

Her voice is like music, soothing and melodic that makes you feel safe and at peace. Her laugh is infectious that fills the air with joy.

Her perfect plump pink lips that stops your heartbeats every time it curves into a smile.

She has the ability to make others feel special and alive. She'll make you feel that you are the most important person in the world.
It's incredible how she makes you blush with her genuine comments.

She's fucking stunning and adorable at the same time." I released a breath I didn't know I was holding. Just imagining her face and describing her made my heart flutter and excited to meet her.

"Oh my god Bhai. Firstly, that was a long speech. And if she's that beautiful and stunning then you are in deep shit." Aakash muttered.

"Kyuki aapki shakal gadhe jesi hai aur awaz bakri jesi aur chalne ka dhang toh hai he nai." He continued casually while raising his hands in the air.

(Cause you look like a donkey, your voice sounds like a goat and you can't even walk properly.)

While I just groaned in reply.

But he's saying the fact. I pouted thinking that I won't be able to make it there.

"Arey don't worry Bhai! When Aakash is here then why take tension." Sensing my nervousness Aakash added that we may have something in our old Almirah.

He recalled that mom was setting it up after she came back from a business trip so maybe she bought something new for us too.

We went there and finally found something wonderful. Now there's one and a half hour left, and since I have the best thing to wear I won't have to cancel the plan.

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