DESI BOYZ

Yuvraj's POV

6:00 AM IST, 9/32A, Singhania Mansion, Jor Bagh, Delhi NCR

In New Delhi, November is the driest month of the year, with the wind blowing at an average of 7.2km/h (4.5mph) and a relatively low humidity of 23%. Being the onset of the cold season, the temperatures drop to become mildly warm and pleasant.

The most lower recording of the temperature reads an average of 13°C (55.4°F), whereas the highest reading averages 27°C (80.6°F).

The city experiences an upsurge of tourists seeking to partake in the beauty and magnificence of the city under the favorable weather. There is no heat nor rain interruption, as the rain in November precipitates at only 2.5mm (0.1") across an average of less than a day, and the sun stays warm for up to ten hours across the day.

The average high-temperature, in November, in New Delhi, India, is 28.2°C (82.8°F), while the average low-temperature is 13°C (55.4°F). The average heat index (a.k.a. 'felt air temperature', 'feels like'), that combines relative humidity and air temperature, in November is evaluated at 29.2°C (84.6°F).

And just like everyday, today's morning is one of the coldest one. But ignoring the weather the shrill voice of alarm rang at sharp 6AM waking up the handsome hunk, Yuvraj Singhania, the youngest one after Alia in Singhania Mansion.

Getting up from the bed stretching my arms and legs, I made my way to the washroom where I did my morning routine and brushed my teeth. Then I changed into some Workout sweats.

After tying my shoelaces, I went downstairs to the kitchen. I saw mum there with my protein shake in her hands ready like always. I smiled and went up to her kissing on her cheek.

"Good Morning Mum!" I said.

"Good Morning!!" Mum said.

She handed me the shaker bottle and asked.

"When did you come last night? It was so late! I've told you to not work late. Didn't I?" She said in a stern voice.

I looked at her amused. Wondering why?! Cause this woman can never get angry on anyone and when she trys to look like an angry woman, she fails all the time miserably. She's too sweet to get mad at someone. She's a total sweetheart and my dad is head over heels for her.

"Sorry Mum! I know you don't like when me, dad and Duggu bhai works late at night, but it was important mum! There were some foreign delicates from Melbourne and the project is important that's why!" I tried to make her understand.

( Duggu Bhai - Hrithik's nickname )

( Bhai - Brother )

She rolled her eyes but smiled slightly. 

"Okay! But this is the last time yeah? And all the best for your project!" Mum said.

Told you she is the sweetest lady.

"Okay Mum! And thank you! Now I'm going. See you later!" I said and kissed her forehead before sprinting towards the main gate.

I put my earbuds on, turned on some workout tracks and started jogging around our society whilst the girls and women of the society are shamelessly ogling at me. Pfft! This is one of the daily routines of mine! *Rolling eyes*

After 45 minutes

I went back home to our personal gym section and started stretching. Then I did my regular workouts.

After 2 hours

I went back to my room after my workout session to take a shower. Then I changed to my office suit. 

I gelled my hair and went downstairs to the dining hall. I saw my dad and Duggu bhai already sitting at their places. 

"Morning Dad! Morning Bhai!" I said.

"Morning Raj!" Hrithik bhai said.

"Morning!" Dad said.

I sat on my seat whilst mum and Priya bhabhi came.

"Morning Bhabhi! Alia went to school?" I asked.

She smiled and answered, "Good Morning and yeah that devil went to school after doing so much fuss!"

We all laughed at that. Alia never liked school. She always did different types of excuses to bunk. 

Bhabhi sat at her seat beside Duggu bhai's and he pecked her cheek to which she smiled in return. They are so in love and I admire their bond just like I admired mum and dad's. 

Maids served our breakfast and by the aroma, I knew mum made them. My mum makes the best food.

And damn! It is Aloo Parathas with Dahi and Achaar. 

Translation - Potato Paratha, Curd and pickle.

If you're a punjabi, then you can't miss them! And if you're a typical punjabi, then you can't miss those cooked by my mum! We All loves her handmade food. 

We ate our breakfast whilst discussing about some buisness and after finishing up I went to the main office in my Lamborghini.

After 35 minutes

I finally parked my car in front of The Singhania's Main office and handed the keys to my bodyguard to park it on it's place. I entered the building and everyone said "good mornings" and wished me for a good day ahead. But I kept my head high and went to my private elevator without even responding to them.

Rude?! Nah! I am just too concentrated on my work and don't want to waste my time for the unmeaningful greetings.

I clicked on my floor which was at top and the only cabin there. The elevator started and I took out my phone checking for mails and any important messages. Whilst checking them up, I found a weird text message which was from my so-called bestfriends Varun Dhawan and Siddharth Malhotra.

We texted in our group chat and decided to meet in my office. I rolled my eyes at V's last word which happen to be him calling me and Sid meany for picking out on his food habits and went inside my cabin. I picked up my office landline and called my assistant Karan.

I told him to bring the regulars and cut the call waiting for the morons. No actually for the Moron! Cos Siddharth is mature whilst Varun is total opposite of him. They both are handling their partnership buisness.

After sometime there was a knock and Karan came in with the regulars. I told him to put them on the table beside the couch. He placed them and asked me if there's something else he needs to do! I shaked my head and he went out. 

Karan is working for me from the day I start and he is an amazing assistant.

My thoughts interrupted when someone barged into my cabin. And that can be only done by this idiot of my best friend Varun. He and Siddharth came in and gave me brotherly hugs. Well we're childhood friends you see! We went to the couch and sat in and looked at our regular things for hangout.

Which is happed to be Domino's and Pepsi.

"How's everything Raj?" Sid asked.

"All good! What about you guys?!" I asked looking at Sid who took a bite of his pizza and at Varun who's now eating like a pig. 

"Evwy thin ish ghood!" Varun said with his mouth full of pizza.

Ewwwwwwww!! I and Sid gave him disgusting looks and he raised his eyebrow.

"Dude! Do one thing at a time! And to answer you Raj, everything is going fine now. We've got the deal. And soon we're going to start the project too." Sid said.

I nod and Varun rolled his eyes muttering "I said the same!" under his breath but Sid heard that and gave him a look as he was saying shut up.

Varun went back to his pizza whilst me and Sid talked about business. 

After 40 minutes

Varun has left for the washroom as he was....well he got a upset stomach. Why wouldn't he? I mean he ate almost six large pizzas with 4 pepsi. Like seriously? Who eats this much? Pig! 

Siddharth and I were still in our cabin talking about the Melbourne project. You see they are also working with me on this project. 

I was taking notes of important points that we got from our discussion when we heard a scream. And by a scream, I mean a loud loud scream which was heard to my cabin on the top floor.

Siddharth and I particularly ran towards the stairs and the thing we saw when we reached made us both burst out in laughs. We clutched our stomachs whilst laughing like maniacs. 

The whole staff was stunned to see their boss aka me laughing like a mad man but I can't help it. This man over her can make me laugh at the worst moments. And he was none other than Varun.

Currently he was just in a towel whilst holding it tight around his waist and Shanaya, who works in my office in IT department is trying to take that towel off.

The horrible expression on Varun's face is worth watching. He is looking so afraid. And why wouldn't he be? The Owner of DM group of companies respect is at stake. Whilst Shanya is looking damn angry.

Varun's eyes fell on us and he made his puppy eyes and started to begging us for help.

"Guys! Please help me from this Chudail! Yeh meri izzat lutna chahti hai bhari mehfil k saamne!" 

Translation - "Guys! Please help me from this witch! She wants to rob my honour in front of everyone!"

At his sentence, Shanaya scoffed and glared at him. 

"Puh-lease! I won't even spare a glance at you Mr. Sir! He has stolen my favourite towel from my desk!" She said.

We composed ourselves and asked Shanaya to explain.

She said,"Sir! I always carry this towel with me as it's my fave. So like always I put it on my desk and went to the canteen to grab a coffee. But when I came back I saw it was missing from it's place which was never happened before so I asked the people who are sitting by my desk and they told me that he took my towel and went to the washroom. So I barged it when he was washing his hands in the basin and start to pull my towel but he being the stubborn one didn't even say sorry for stealing my towel. And now he's not ready to give it back to me. He has already used it and I never share this towel with anyone." She explained and glared at Varun.

Varun glared at her too. To which she raised an eyebrow and Varun looked away. 

We shook our heads and said Shanaya to wait here and pulled Varun with us inside my cabin. 

"What the hell was that V?" Sid asked.

"What! The towel looked nice so I took that." He said shrugging.

"But it is someone else's dude!" I said annoyingly.

"I get what I want!" Varun said arrogantly.

"But that girl! How dare she disrespect me infront of everyone?!" He exclaimed.

"Seriously? It was all your fault man!" Sid said.

"Whatever! Hey I've an idea! Just wait I'm coming okay!" He said and went back outside.

"What the-?" Sid rubbed his face.

"Remind me! Why even am I friends with him?!" I asked.

"The feelings are mutual Bro!" Sid said with a sigh.

After some 10 minutes he came back and did Shah Rukh's iconic pose and then pressed something on his phone which blasted loud music all of a sudden. And it was Desi Boyz.

At last we also couldn't control our punjabi selves and joined him in dance.

"I was feeling like John Abraham man!" Varun said when the song ended.

"Give me my towel back and feel like whomever you want to be Mr. Dhawan!" Someone said from behind.

And we turned to see a very angry Shanaya glaring at Shocked Varun.

Sid and I both sighed.

At Night

It's almost 8PM and I am currently driving back to my home whilst murmuring the Desi Boyz song which was unfortunately imprinted in my mind. I finally reached home and went inside to see mum in the living room on a phone call and she was talking to someone so happily.

I smiled and gave her a hug and went upstairs to my room. I threw my office bag on my bed and took my coat, watch and tie. Taking off the shoes, I undid my belt and grabbed my towel from my wardrobe. Looking at the towel remind me of the day in office and Varun's and Shanaya's bickerings made me laugh. I took off my shirt and went inside the washroom to take a shower. I took a long relaxing shower and came out in the towel. I stood in front of the mirror and dried my hair. 

I looked at myself. My sharp jaw, my slight stubble and mustache, my eight pack rock like abs, my triceps, my hard shoulder, my v-line and of course my intimidating eyes. I've everything a girl wants in her husband. I don't know why but this thought of being someone's made it's way to my head. And I am feeling strange inside my stomach. 

What is it? Is something going to happen? And if yeah, then what? 

I shook my head and wore my casuals and went downstairs for dinner. Dad must've eaten and Bhai too. So now it's just me and my mum. We sat and she fed me like always she did in the night. 

Dinner was Spaghetti Bolognese and it was damn yummy.

My mum knows every kind of cuisine but she is best in Indian. And i love Indian food. We talked and she asked me about my day and I shared everything that happened in office today. She laughed at Varun's story and praised Shanaya for this. Siddharth and Varun is close to mum and she treated them just like me and Duggu bhai.

"Do you remember that we're going to Mumbai this Thursday for Diwali celebrations in Sunil uncle's house?" She asked and I nodded my head gulping down the glass of water.

"Yeah! Don't worry! I remember! Sam must've reached today?" I asked.

"Yes! With her best friend! Umm what was her name? Yeah Mridula! I've heard about her but never saw her in real!" She said.

I don't know why but just by hearing this name my heart skipped a bit. There's a strange feeling inside my stomach and heart and I can't ignore it.

"Hmm! Okay it's late now go and sleep okay! Good night mum!" I gave her a hug and kissed her forehead.

I went to Alia's room to find her sleeping on her bed looking angelic like always. I smiled and pecked her forehead.

"Sweet dreams Angel! Chachu (uncle) loves you so much!" I said and she smiled in her sleep as if she heard me.

I tip toed to outside and slowly closed the door behind me and went back to my room. I laid down on my bed and looked at the ceiling but there was only one name on my head and it was

"MRIDULA!"