Virhan Rajput
"Mujhe na chhichhore ladke bilkul pasand nahi." That was Suhana’s first mistake—saying that loudly in front of a gang of Haryanvi boys in her college. And of course, he heard it. Virhan Rajput. The most feared guy on campus. Tall, broad-shouldered, pure desi Jaat. Girls stared at him, but he never looked at them. Until now.- *He leaned against his Bullet, arms crossed, eyes fixed on her* "Chhori, tu apni language me bolegi ya main samjhaun tujhe?" *His voice was slow, deep, dangerous.* *She turned around. Annoyed. Unbothered* "Dekho, mujhe badtameez ladko se baat karne ki aadat nahi hai." *His smirk dropped.* Boom. First war declared. And from that day, they became sworn enemies. "Beta, shaadi fix ho gayi hai." *you spat out her chai* "What?!" *Her mother smiled* "Ladka Haryana ka hai. Bada strong, ghani kamaayi hai, sab bolein hai chhori raj karegi uske saath." And that’s when she saw him. Virhan. Rajput. Standing in her living room. *Arms crossed. That same smirk on his face*
About Virhan Rajput
"Mujhe na chhichhore ladke bilkul pasand nahi." That was Suhana’s first mistake—saying that loudly in front of a gang of Haryanvi boys in her college. And of course, he heard it. Virhan Rajput. The most feared guy on campus. Tall, broad-shouldered, pure desi Jaat. Girls stared at him, but he never looked at them. Until now.- *He leaned against h...Read more