***At the dinner table later at night***
"Anjali main soch rahaa tha... that Armaan itna achcha doctor bann gaya hai, settled professionally I mean toh ab iski bhi shaadi ho jaani chahiye???", Billy spoke up seeing Armaan fiddling with the rice in his plate lost in his thoughts...
Armaan looked up... "Huh???"
"Haan dad main bhi kaafi din se yehi soch rahi thi...", Anjali smiled and said...
"Dad please, I mean itni jaldi kya hai??? Abhi meri age ki kya hai???", Armaan looked at Billy and Anjali...
"Toh kya buddha hoke shaadi karega, jab saare baal safed ho jayenge???"
"Are aap log bhi kya baat lekar baith gaye...", Armaan looked at them...
"Are bahut zaroori baat hai... kyon Anjali beta???", Billy looked at Anjy and smiled...
"Anjy tum bhi dad ke saath ho li...", Armaan looked at Anjy, "Bhai aap toh kuch bolo atleast...", he turned to Atul...
Atul was reading a business magazine while eating...
He looked up, "Aap dono kyon pareshan kar rahe ho mere bete ko haan???"
"Tujhse se pehle yeh mera beta hai samjha and you go back to your magazine...", Billy smirked at Atul...
"Achcha yeh bataa Armaan do you want a love marriage or an arranged marriage...???", Anjali asked getting a cue from Billy...
"Dad please, main jaa rahaa hoon... mujhe shadi nahin karni...", he gets up from the table and goes to his room...
Billy and Anjali hi5 each other, "Dekha main keh rahaa tha daal mein kuch kaalaa hai... ab yeh bol is daal ko tu pakaegi beta ya main???"
Atul shook his head and smiled, "Aap log bhi na..."
"Main Armaan se baat karti hoon and phir aapko bolti hoon..."
"Done...", Billy said...
Armaan came out of his room remembering that it was time for Billy's medicines...
He took out the capsules from the medicine box and gave it to him, Billy on the other hand winked at Anjy, "Marne se pehle Armaan ki shaadi dekh leta toh..."
"Dad please aap aise kyon baat kar rahe hain...", Armaan came close to him... "Please dad..."
Anjy smiled and went to the kitchen to get coffee...
***After a while***
Armaan sitting on his bed reading a journal, Anjali comes in with a cup of coffee and sits next to him, "Le teri black coffee... achcha Armaan bataa na uska naam kya hai???", she says getting up and caressing his hair gently...
"Matlab??? Kiska naam bhabhi", he keeps the journal down and looks at her...
"Teri uska...", she nudged him with her elbow...
"Are Ajny jab koi hai hi nahin toh naam kiska bataaon...", he said and blushed a little remembering Ridhima...
"Really... tera yeh face toh kuch aur hi keh raha hai... theek hai agar koi nahin hai toh phir toh arranged marriage hi karni paregi bachchoo... theek hai bhai main hi larki dhoondhti hoon tere liye...", Anjy ruffled his hair and stood up...
She was about to walk out of the door, when Armaan stopped her, "Anjy woh main kar loonga, I mean... you know..."
She came back, "oh ok ok... ab seedhe seedhe bole mujhe who is she, bahut jo gayi teri nautanki..."
"Anjy actually again like the last time, I haven't told her about it, and agar phir se Rati wala case repeat ho gaya toh???"
She sat next to him and put her arm on his shoulder, "Armaan aisa kuch nahin hoga, tu usse khul ke baat kar... I am sure, Rati ki koi majboori rahi hogi nahin toh mere Armaan ko manaa karde aisa kahin ho sakta hai, super cool dude ko koi manaa nahin kar sakta... so tell her... and let me know...", she said and smiled assuringly at him...
"Thanks Anjy, lekin tum papa ko samjha dogi na... I mean..."
"Trust me... hum sab sirf teri khushi chahte hain... Good night bachcha...", she kissed his forhead and walked out closing the door behind her...
He moved the sheets and lied down...
He picks up his cell phone and scrolls down to Ridhima's name, he dials the number and waits for her to pick up...
"Hi Armaan... main abhi tumhe hi yaad kar rahi thi", came the cheerful reply...
"Ridhima tum abhi soi nahin...???"
"soye toh tum bhi nahin...!!!", she said...
"Main toh ek case study kar rahaa tha, socha tumse baat karoon... its been many days na..."
"Haan, quite sometime, well actually pure 3 days 16 hours and 4 minutes...", she said...
Armaan smiled, "Missing me so much that counting time huh???"
She blushed, "Are woh baat nahin hai..."
"Achcha tumhara kaam kaisa chal raha hai???", he smiled...
"Its good, abhi toh hum ek office ka interior kar rahe hain in Versova... kal woh khatam ho jayega..."
"Kal shaam ko doing anything???", he asked...
"Not as of now... bolo..."
"Lets catch a movie what say??", he asked excited...
"Hmm... well sure if you promise ki pichli baar ki tarah you wont forget about it...", she chuckled...
"Sorry Ridhima, it was a misunderstanding or rather a lack of communication, achcha chalo compensation sake, I will go my self, buy the tickets and wait for you this time...huh???"
"Done... toh kaun si movie???", she asked...
"Well jo mil jaaye..."
"Ok 6 o' clock Inorbit theek hai??", she asked...
"Done... see you...", he said and smiled...
"Good night Armaan...", she said and hung up...
He looked at the display, "Ridhima tum manaa toh nahin kar dogi na...???, he says and closes hie eyes...
***Next Morning***
At the Sanjeevani Nurse station...
Dr. Keerti briefing the interns while Armaan looking at a file facing the nurse station...
The interns disperse and Kirti looks at him, "Dr. Armaan..."
"Ji Maam", he closes the file and looks at her...
"Dr. Armaan first I want to congratulate you ki aapne Navi Mumbai waale project par itna achcha kaam kiya, Dr. Rahul and you did a wonderful job in supervising the whole thing..."
"Thanks ma'am but interior decorators Muskaan and Ridhima they are experts in their field, humein zyada kuch un dono ko bolna hi nahin paraa... bas kabhi kabhi at the end of the day jaake work progress dekhte the hum log, they are very talented...", he smiled...
"Hmmm...anyway... achcha ek baat aur... next month 1st week mein US mein ek medical conference hai about Psycological Impacts on Physiology... I want you to attend that conference... bahut achcha exposure milega aap ko and I think it will be really beneficial for our patients...", Kirti said...
"Sure Ma'am, main jaane ki taiyaari karta hoon... Thanks...", he said...
Kirti nodded and went on her work...
***In the evening***
Armaan waiting in front of Inorbit for Ridhima, he looks at his watch, "Armaan you idiot, tujhe use bolna chahiye tha that you will pick her up... lekin nahin bola tum aa jaana main tumhara wait karoonga...", he hits his forhead, "Huh... wait karoonga tum aa jaana...", he said again faking his own voice...
"Aur upar se koi nayi movie bhi nahin chal rahi hai, sab mere saath hi hona hai, in Mall waale idiots ko bhi old romantic film festival run karne ke liye aaj hi ka din mila hai... kya hoga tera Armaan..."
Suddenly a drop of water falls on him, he looks up and looks at the black clouds, and suddenly it starts raining, "Shitt... ho gaya, yehi baaki tha... ab Ridhima kaise aayegi???", he looks up at the sky, "Bhagwaan tum mere saath aisa kyon kar rahe ho...main aaj kiska mooh dekh kar pataa nahin utha tha...???", he says hopelessly, "Rite apna hi mooh dekh kar utha tha... isliye yeh sab aaj mere saath ho raha hai..."
"Aaj hi baarish honi thi... damn", he again looks at the sky, suddenly he stops feeling the water drops...
"Armaan tum apne aapse baatein kar rahe ho...???", he hears Ridhima and turns to find her standing with an umbrella sheltering herself and him under it...
"Tum aa gayi... mujhe toh lagaa tha tum aaogi hi nahin...", he smiles...
"Kyon nahin aaongi??? Tumne bola tha and main toh kabse...", she stops abruptly...
"Kabse???", Armaan smiles...
"Kuch nahin, chalo movie start ho jayegi...", she says and tugs at his arm...
They go in, and standing at the pop corn vendor, Ridhima asks, "Waise hum kaun si movie dekhne waale hain...???"
Armaan makes a sad face...
"Kya hua??? Tum itne dookhi kyon lag rahe ho...???", she looks at him...
"Ridhima ek problem hai... woh actually aaj yahan old romantic movie festival chal raha hai...toh koi nayi movie nahin milli...", he looks down...
"Hmmm... lekin mili kaun si... you did buy the tickets right???", she looks at him...
"Hmmm... woh Dilwale Dulhaniya Le Jayenge...", he says and holds out the two tickets, absolutely sure that Ridhima will shout and tear off the tickets... he closes his eyes waiting for her to start the shout session...
Hearing nothing like he expected he opens his eyes slowly, and finds her smiling, "So???"
"Tum gussa nahin ho??? I mean old movie and all...", he asks...
"Kabhi dekhi bhi hai DDLJ??? Its an amazing movie... ab chalo mujhe dekhni hai...", she says popping a few popcorns in her mouth...
As the lights in the auditorium go out, Ridhima becomes engrossed in the movie and Armaan in her... he watches her smile looking at the actors on the screen...
He passes the popcorn to her, "Ridhima popcorn...".
She takes it without even blinking... she holds his hand... and keep her head on his shoulder... her silky hair fall on him... he gets mesmerized by the minty odor in the hair... he closes his eyes feeling the proximity between them...
Suddenly he feels a drop of water fall on his shoulder, surprised he turns to Ridhima, and sees tears rolling down her cheeks, "Tum ro kyon rahi ho...???", he asks him in a whisper...
She doesn't say anything, just looks at the screen while tears continue to flow down her cheeks...
His eyes wander to the screen where he sees Amrish Puri, in all his villainy separating Kajol and Shahrukh Khan, "OH MY GOD... RIDHIMA YEH STUPID MOVIE KI WAJAH SE...", he says rather loudly...
Love birds sitting cozy in each others arms looks at him angrily...
Ridhima pulls him down by his arms, "Armaan kya kar rahe ho, baith jao..."
He smirks, "Mujhe nahin baithna main jaa rahaa hoon, its so boring...", he gets up again...
People behind their seats start grumbling again, "Armaan please baith jao...", she again pulls him down...
Armaan slumps down on the seat, "Huh!! Idiotic movie and more idiots watching it..."
Ridhima shakes her head and rolls her eyes, "Shhh..."
Finally the movie finishes, everyone gets up and starts walking out... Ridhima looks up at him with her brows raised, "Armaan tum bhi na... what the hell was that...???"
"Are yaar is idiotic movie ke peeche tum ro kyon rahi thi???", he smirks...
"Armaan it wasn't an idiotic movie ok???", she says frowning...
"Achcha ab chalo yahan se... stupid movie, stupid viewers and stupid Ridhima...", he says looking at her reaction as they come out of the audi...
"Kya tumne mujhe stupid kaha???", she glares at him...
"Aur kya stupid stupid stupid", he says and runs...
"Armaan I am not stupid ok???", she says and runs after him...
They run for sometime saving themselves from bumping into people, suddenly Ridhima stumbles near the escalator and was about to fall, when she felt someone grip her hand...
"Araam se... chot lag jayegi...", Armaan says and pulls her... the tug draws her towards him and they end up bumping into each other and losing balance...she ends up falling on top of him...
He looks deep into her almond brown eyes and she drowns in the gray blue oceans... they stay in the same position oblivious to the surroundings and the crowd looking at them...
After a while, Armaan gets back to the surroundings, "Ridhima...", he says...
"Haan...???", she was still lost in his eyes...
"Agar hum kuch der aur aise rahe toh main dab jaoonga... tumhe nahin lagtaa tum kuch zyada hi halki ho...", he smiles and winks at her...
She too is drawn back to the surroundings and blushes...
He gets up and helps her get up... they smile at each other...
"Armaan chalo na kuch khate hain mujhe bahut bhukh lagi hai...", she looks at him...
"What do you want to eat???"
"Ice cream...he he...", she chuckles...
He smiles, "Hmmm... ok..."
***After a while***
"Ridhima do you want to go for a drive...???", he asks...
"But Armaan aaj yehin kisi beach par chalte hain..."
"Sure... chalo..."
They get out of the car and go and settle down on a big rock... they look at each other, the moonlit night providing the perfect ambience...
They sit there for sometime, Armaan puts his hand in his pocket and checks...
"Ridhima...", he speaks up...
"Hmmm???", she replies lost in the sound of the sea hitting the shore...
"Ridhima...", he again says gathering courage to speak up...
"Bolo na Armaan, kuch kehna chahte ho???", she looks at him...
"Ridhima main woh... main next month ek week ke liye US ja rahaa hoon for a medical conference...", Armaan kicked himself mentally, "Damn why is it so hard to propose to her... Armaan yes you can do it, focus dude focus focus..."
Ridhima looked at him, "Cool... have you been to the US before???"
"Haan several times, meri Masi Canada mein rehti hai and mere kayi friends bhi hain wahan..."
Ridhima smiled and went back to staring at the vast expanse of the sea shimmering in the moonlight...
"Abe relatives ka kya achar dalega... bol usko that Ridhima main tumse pyaar karta hoon and will you be mine...", he muttered to himself...
"Tumne kuch kaha???", she turned to him...
"Haan?? Nahin aaj mausam kitna achcha hai na???", he smiled meekly, "Damn you idiot tujhse nahin hoga...mausam ke baare mein jaan kar kya tujhe fishing par le janaa hai use???", he again scolded himself mentally...
"Armaan achcha mere liye kya laoge US se???", she again turned to him...
"Jo tum bolo", he smiled, "Are idiot bol main hoon na tumhara sabse bara present, where are those cheeky romantic lines of yours, you good for nothing dud...", he said to himself...
Ridhima could see Armaan very restless and lost, "Kya baat hai Armaan tum itne pareshan kyon ho???"
"Woh main woh keh raha tha, umm, woh tum bhelpuri khaogi...???", Armaan said closing his eyes tight, "Bhelpuri haan bhelpuri kyon sevpuri, panipuri sab khila de use bus apne dil ki baat mat kehna... idiot kahin ka...", he again scolds himself...
"Are abhi toh ice cream khayi... ok agar tumhe khaani hai toh theek hai...", she smiled...
"Haan sure... main abhi aayaa...", he said and went to the bhelpuri vendor standing a feet away...
"Bhaiya ek propose dijiye...", he said...
"Babuji propose, matlab mere paas bhelpuri, sevpuri, pani puri hai, propose koi naya chaat ka naam hai???", the bhelpuri wala looked at him surprised...
Armaan hit his forehead, "Sorry haan ek bhel dijiye...", "Kya hoga tera, you idiot tu ek kaam kar tu Ridhima ko chorh is bhelpuri waale ko propose kar de... ullu kahin ka...", he kicked himself mentally...
"Yeh lo babu, 10 rupiya huye", Armaan gave the money to the man and came back to Ridhima...
"Yeh lo, kha ke dekho pyaar toh theek hai na???", Armaan said lost in his thoughts...
"Kya theek hai, pyaar???", Ridhima asked smiling...
"Pyaar?? What did you hear??? Pyaaz, I mean pyaaz, kaanda, onions theek hai na...", Armaan closed his eyes... "God help... please meri help karo... main sach aaj paagal ho jaoonga...", he sat next to her sulking and pouting like a small child...
Ridhima smiled... "Haan ab tum itne pyaar se laaye ho, lekin bahut sweet hai...", she said, "Bilkul tumhari tarah...itna pyaar karte ho ko kehte kyon nahin buddhu kahin ke", she said in her heart...
"Armaan, tum bhi lo na...", she said offering him the bhelpuri...
"Nahin tum khao...waise bhi mera pate bhar gaya hai", he said sulking...
Ridhima shook her head and smiled looking at his face...
"Ridhima...", he again spoke up...
"Haan???", she looked at him...
"Woh...", he could not say anything...
"Kya hua???", she asked...
Armaan slowly closed his eyes and opened them, he saw her smiling face, and lost himself completely...
"Armaaan... kya hua bolo...", she said snapping her finger in front his eyes...
"Bahut der ho gayi hai... chalo main tumhe ghar chorh doon...", he could not muster the courage to speak his heart to her again...
She smiled, "Hmm ok... chalo...", she said and shook her head, "Mera budhu shonu...",she said in her heart...
Armaan remained quiet throughout the way, looking at the street lit up by the head light, while Ridhima looked at him and smiled looking at his innocent, tensed up face, sulking to himself...
Armaan dropped Ridhima home and came back to Atul's farmhouse... and parked his car and went in...
Anjy was sitting the drawing room, reading a magazine... Armaan sees her, "Anjy dad so gaye??? Unhe medicines de di na??"
"Haan loverboy de di medicines and woh toh kabhi ke so gaye??? Tu ab tak kahan tha???", she asks...
"Anjy tum bhi na, what lover boy, right now you are talking to Armaan Malik, the fumbling idiot, Armaan the good for nothing dud, Armaan Malik the biggest loser in the world...", he shook his head sadly...
"Oye ... ruk ruk... bataa kya hua??? Idhar aa...", she said...
"Why do you want to spend your time with this loser... jao so jao...raat bahut ho gayi hai...", he said hopelessly and walked to his room...
Anjali was a little surprised, she had never seen quite as dejected all her life, Rati's episode was something different all together...
She kept the magazine down and went to his room, she knocked softly once and opened the door, Armaan was sitting on the bed with the ring in his hand, the small stone on it shone with the light falling on it...
"Its so cute... uske liye lia hai na???", she said and sat next to him...
Armaan looked at her sadly...
"Bataa na Armaan, kya usne bhi???", she crossed her fingers and silently prayed that her fears were not true...
"Manaa toh tab karegi na jab koi bewakoof, gadha, moron, idiot will manage to speak his feelings in front of her..."
"Matlab???", she smiled understanding that Armaan used these choicest adjectives for no one but himself...
"Saari shaam all I could say her was Ridhima... Ridhima... Ridhima aaj mausam kitna achcha hai, Ridhima bhelpuri khaogi, Ridhima chalo main tumhe ghar chorh doon, achcha bye Ridhima...", he sulked...
"Kya??? Oh my God... you mean tu uske saamne jaate hi blank ho gaya???", she said and started laughing...
Armaan sulked, "Hmmm...", and looked down...
Anjali continued to laugh...
"Anjy bas yaar ek toh meri love story shuru hone se pehle hi full stop ho gayi and tumhari hansi choot rahi hai...", he sulked and went and stood in the balcony with his hands crossed his chest...
"Ole mera chota sa baby... isme itna ghabrane ki kya baat hai???", she smiled and stood next to him...
"Ghabrane ki baat hi hai, tumhara yeh idiot baby wahan jaake aise hakla rahaa tha jaise jaise...", he could not complete the sentence...
"Jaise ek college student jise pehli baar pyaar hua ho...", she chuckled...
Atul was missing Anjy, he searched for her in the house and then hearing voices coming from Armaan's room came and sat on the bed and was listening to their conversation and ended up bursting out in laughter, "Kya tu use kuch bhi nahin bol payaa???"
Anjali and Armaan startled hearing his voice, "Are bhai aap yahan???", they walked inside the room...
"Waise Armaan Ridhima naam toh bahut pyara hai... but tu uske saamne haklata reh gaya...???", he held his stomach and started to laugh again...
"Achcha achcha zyada mazaak urane ki zaroorat nahin hai, mujhe abhi bhi yaad hai Mr. Atul Malik jab aapne mujhe propose kiya tha... pataa hai Armaan, yeh toh mere ghar ke bahar aake khare rehte the, ek baar toh mere dad ne samjha koi stalker hai jo mere peeche paraa hai and he was about to hand him to the police...", Anjali smirked at Atul...
"Kya bhai aap and stalker???", It was Armaan's chance to smile now... "Phir kya hua Anjy... police pakarh ke le gayi bhai ko...", he looked at Anjy...
"Le hi jaati agar main yeh nahin kehti that main inhe jaanti hoon...", she smiled...
"Lekin madam phir toh aapke dad ko pataane ka kaam maine hi kiya tha, pure 10 days lage the, unhein manane mein... and hain toh Anjali Rajput ke dad bilkul in jaise hi kharoos...", he smiled at looked at Anjali...
"Oh hello mere dad ko kharoos mat kaho...", Anjali glared at Atul...
"Achcha meri maa, nahin bolunga, but akhir maine unhe convince kar hi liya...", Atul said beaming with pride...
Armaan smiled to look at his brother and sister- in-law, who were looking at each other lovingly, "Achcha mere Romeo Juliet in this case we are talking about me, Armaan Malik", he said clearing his throat...
"Haan", Atul and Anjali blushed lightly and turned to him...
"Toh ek kaam kar tu uske ghar ke saamne jaake intezaar kar and phir uske dad ko pataa...", Atul adviced Armaan...
"Waah waah, kya idea diya hai, and agar kahin Ridhima ne bola that she doesn't know him toh zamanat dene tum hi jaana... Arman tu inki baat mat sun main tujhe idea deti hoon...", Anjali said...
"Are hamesha tried and tested method hi kaam aata hai...", Atul said...
They started bickering with each other, forgetting again that they were not helping Armaan...
"Aaah...shooo", Armaan suddenly said closing his ears with his palms... "Bas bilkul chup... meri help toh choro aap dono pataa nahin kaun sa stupid jhagra lekar baith gaye... thanks but no thanks main khud hi use bol doonga..." he said as Atul and Anjali looked at him...
"Lekin Armaan main keh rahaa tha...", Atul started again...
"Nahin Armaan tu meri baat sun...", Anjali cut him short...
"Uff...", Armaan stood up, "Aap dono ka jhagra khatam ho jaye toh jaake so janaa main ja rahaa hoon...", he said and walked out...
Anjali and Atul laughed looking at his childish anger...
"Anjali pyaar ka izhaar use khud hi karna parega...", Atul smiled...
"Hmmm... pataa hai... isme use khud hi guts jutaane parenge..."
They walked out and went to their room...
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