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The Dinner Date

Prisha and Divya were waiting on the table for dinner. They were dressed in their most beautiful dress. It was the special day. But they were too anxious about him. Their one eye peeking the clock while the other was fixed at the door.
When will he show up? Whom will he talk to first? A rush of questions in their mind.
Both staring at the other with challenging eyes. Pointing out their jewellery, dress, hairstyle as a show off. 

Finally Prisha starts.
Prisha: He is going to wish me first.
Divya: He is going to look at me first.

Prisha: I am wearing his favourite colour dress.
Divya: I am wearing the dress he gifted me.

Finally the door knob turns and he enters
Both of them make faces and rise from their chair to greet him. Karan was nervous to see them both eagerly waiting for him. Worried and confused whom to greet first. 

But that got clear as both Divya and Prisha hugged him together. Everyone still silent, waiting for someone to start the conversation.

Karan clears his throat. 
Karan: You both look amazingly beautiful. I cant decide whom should I adore.

Both girls just grazed their eyes through each other with a little ego in their eyes. Both of them get their gifts and hand them to him. Again the same challenging eyes cross each other. But their lips sealed with smile. 
Karan takes both gifts and keeps them aside.

Karan: We can see them once we finish the dinner. 
Dinner is done and both girls eagerly wait for him to speak to them.
Karan realizes their urgency to talk. He has understood what they want to ask. And before they could ask he breaks the silence. 

Karan: Yes I have brought your gifts as well. But this time they are alike. You both get same gifts as I dont want to you both to have a scuffle later.

Karan rises up and is about to leave.
Both girls at same time: Hey, you forgot something.
Karan : No. How can I forget? Come here both of you.
And again he hugs them together. A tight hug this time. 
Prisha: You gave us the gifts. But..
Divya: What about our wishes?

Karan smiles. His arms still around theirs.
Karan: May God give you lots of happiness and courage to live together without fighting for me. I am always there for both of you. We must be one of the kinds on this planet where we all share our birthday.

He kisses them on their forehead.
Karan: Happy birthday my twin little sisters !
Prisha, Divya: Happy birthday to you as well !


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