Posted: 20 June 2008 at 9:54am | IP Logged
The sun rays enter the dark room and fall upon a beautiful face. Riddhima's eyes flutter open as she wakes up. Taking a small yawn, she turns on her side and looks at her husband's face. She fondly puts away a few locks of hair that were lying on his forehead and deeply looked at him. He was such an amazing person. She had been married to him for 3 years, they had had a beautiful daughter together, she had known him since 5 years and yet she was amazed at how she got to know something new about him every day.
Her fingers lightly caressed his cheek as she thought of the 3 years they had spent together. They had been awesome, the most memorable and beautiful time of her life. She had given up her job a year ago when she had conceived Emaan, and since then it had been only Armaan who had been working. He was such a great father. In fact, he was perfect in all his relations. As a father, as a husband, as a son-in-law, and as a friend. He was still her best friend. The only one of their 'Noisy Intern Gang' whom she really trusted. As that thought came to her mind, her eyes drifted to the huge photo frame lying on the bedside table.
It was a picture of all 7 of them, all in their intern years. Rahul was standing to the extreme right, with his hands in his pocket and Muskaan was standing next to him, with her arm on Rahul's shoulder and a huge smile on her face. Next stood Sapna, who had left after her marriage but remained in contact. Then, in the middle stood Armaan, with that naughty smile on his face and his eyes twinkling. His arm rested on Riddhima's shoulder, who stood next to him. Then stood Anjali and Atul: Atul with that stupid grin on his face and Anjali with that smug look. Riddhima smiled as she looked at that picture. She missed those days, but not her friends, for they all were still in contact and very good friends till now.
Her attention shifted to Armaan as she felt him hold her hand, which was still lying on his cheek. She turned to look at him and smiled. He looked so innocent when he slept, just like Emaan did. She was the splitting image of her father: same eyes, same hair, same naughty smile. Armaan's eyes fluttered open and he saw Riddhima looking down at him, very fondly.
Riddhima: Good morning, hubbY!!!
Armaan smiled. He loved it when she said that. He sat up in bed, still holding her hand, next to her and took a long yawn.
Armaan: good…(yawn) morning…
Riddhima: main tumhain uthanay hi wali thi…
Armaan: hmmm…mujhe pata hai….tum pehle jee bhar ke mujhe dekhti ho aur phir mujhe uthati ho…haina??
Riddhima: tum fresh ho jao…main nashta banati hun….huh??
Armaan nods, again yawns. As soon as Riddhima leaves, he slumps down in bed again.
Armaan: aj to chuti hai…aj jee bhar ke soo ga!!
Just then he hears Riddhima's voice from the kitchen.
Riddhima: ARMAAAAAN! EMAAN RO RAI HAI…USSAY PLZ JA KE DEKH LO….
Armaan: abbay yaaaaar! (sits up again) JA RAHA HOON!!!!
He gets up and rushes to Emaan's room, where she had been sleeping. She was awake, and crying loudly. He hurries towards her cot and picks her up.
Armaan: ohlelele….kaa hua baby koo??? (puts her pacifier into her mouth) shusssh shusssh…papa agaye hain…
Emaan becomes quiet, her tears still streaming down. Armaan was always amazed to see how such tiny eyes could produce such big tears.
Armaan: bilkul maa pe gai hai….(cleaning her tears)…hamesha roti rehti hai…
Voice: kia kaha tumne??
He turns around to see Riddhima standing there, with a 'belcha' in her hand.
Armaan gulped. : Nahi…kuch bhi to nai….main to keh raha tha ke Emaan ki shakal mujhse kitni milti hai na.
Riddhima glares at him.: Hmmmm….!!! (walks upto him and kisses Emaan on her forehead)
Armaan puts his cheek forward to her, smiling naughtily. Riddhima slaps his cheek slightly on a side.
Armaan: arey…yeh kia baat hui….Emaan ko kiss, aur mujhe thappar!!! (pouting)
Riddhima: mujhe subah subah tumhain kiss kerne ka koi shauq nahi hai….
Armaan: aaccchaaa??? Raat ko to bohat dil ker raha tha tumhara…(very cheekily)
Riddhima realizes what he has said and blushes. Badly. She looks down and purses her lips, her cheeks aflame. Armaan starts laughing, puts Emaan back to her cot, where she starts playing. Then he turns towards Riddhima and comes reallllyyyy close.
Armaan: oye hoyeee…..tumhari yeh sharam meri jaan le le gi….(puts up a hand to her cheek)
Riddhima: (looks at him) Armaaaan!!! Tum bhi na…(looks down again)
Armaan: main bhi na kia? (steps even closer)
Riddhima takes a step backwards. Armaan steps forward towards her again. This way, she is stepping backwards and Armaan is coming closer to her.
Riddhima: mera matlab….tum…(looking up at him, in surprise)
Armaan: Main…kia?? Bolo Riddhima..
Riddhima: Armaan…who main….main to esay hi keh rahi thi…
Armaan: nai…aj to main jaan ker hi rahunga ke TUM BHI NA ka kia matlab hota hai….(Riddhima strikes the wall behind her and Armaan comes even closer)
Riddhima: Armaan…please…(looking aside)
Armaan comes extremely close to her, putting both his arms on the wall, giving her no place to escape. She blushes even more. He looks at her and smiles. It was amazing to know that this woman had been married to him for 3 years, and still she blushed like a teenage girl when he came close to her. He loved it.
Armaan put a lock of her hair behind her ear and came extremely close to her. Then he slightly whispered in her ear.
Armaan: oye… tumhare ghar main baap bhai nahi hai kia….jo iss tarah kissi larkay ke itne qareeb kharri ho…
Riddhima is shocked to hear it…she opens her mouth in protest, glaring at him. Armaan backs off, laughing like anything.
Riddhima: ARMAAAAAN!!! TUMHAIN MAIN…TUMHAIN MAIN MAAR DUNGI…THEHAR JAO ZARA…
She raises her belcha towards him as he takes a run for the door…she follows him, laughing by now. They both keep on running around the house, throwing cushions at each other, laughing their heads off. At last, after being hell tired, they both land up on the sofa, still laughing.
Riddhima: kia Armaan..tum bhi na….
Armaan: phir se tum bhi na? Basket…tum bhi na eik dum…basket hi ho!!! (putting his arms around her)
Riddhima: haan haan…isi liye tum mujhse pyaar kerte ho…
Armaan: ab wo kia hai na….woh kia kehti hai Muskaan…haan…dil aya khoti tey tey parri ki cheez ay…..(nudging her)
Riddhima again opens her mouth…
Armaan: I am joking, I am joking! (putting up his hands) awww Basket you know I love you!!
Riddhima glares at him for a minute then gives in and smiles. She puts her arms around his neck and sighs contently. Armaan kisses the top of her head.
Riddhima: I love you hubby!!!
Armaan: I love you too Basket!!!
Okay guys that's it for today. DOOOO tell me how was it.
Coming up: All the other couples invited to dinner at AR's house. Wanna meet them too? Then look out for the next part.
Keep reading and reviewing. Love you guys. Kiran