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part 4
he sighed in relief...
he - ye dekho..atm card hai mere paas...abhi bahar jakar tumhare paise de deta hu...
she - paise hai isme..
he - ofcrose..paise paise...kya paisa paisa..1 min...
he took out his wrist watch...
he - ye loh..mera kimati watch rakh log..agar trust na ho toh...
saying so he again started to wear d watch - mumbai ke log aur trust never...
she raised her hand - de rahe ho na...
he - kya..
she - ur watch...
he looked at her surprised... - kya...
she made baby smiling face - watch...
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outside ATM
he angrily gave her money while she rolled her eyes...
he sarcastically - ab tum mery watch vapas karogi plz...??
she gave his watch back...
he (wearing watch) - ye achha hai..achhe insan ki tarah kisi ki madat karo...usse coffee shop tak pohochao..aur ye mumbai ke log coffee ka hisab rakhte hai..hisab ki bahot pakki ho tum...i must say...
she gave him d change in response...
he rolled his eyes - tum bank me job karti ho kya...
she - me fashion designer hun...
he was surprised - kya...
he suddenly turned towrds her - achha...alright...sounds interesting...
she loked at him giving up...
he proudly - toh..delhi ke fashion ke bare me tumhara kya kehna hai..
he said making proudy face...
she checked him from top to bottom..
he waited for her answer...
she - bahot hi outdated hai...
saying so she made her way...
while his mouth fell right open...n helplessly followed her...
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both walking..
he - kya kahan tumne...
she - mene ye kahan..ke delhi fashion ke mamale me mumbai se mukabala nahi kar sakta...aur sach kahu toh origionality ki kafi kami hai...
he - oyye wait wait wait...tum delhi me fashion sense ki kami ye keh rahi ho..mumbai me ky haan...2-4 padi hui chindhiyan jodkar ek nayi dress bana lete ho tum log...baat karti hai...
she rolled her eyes...
he - aur mumbai..tum apna keh sako aisa hai hi kya...
she confused - sorry..???
he - u shud b...
he - ab jaise delhi me india gate hai..lal killa hai..tumhare mumbai me kya hai...sea..dats it...aur b salty water wala...
she waited for him to stop his bakbak...
he - ek wo western culture chhoda na toh mumbai me aur kuchh hai hi nahi...
she checked if he actually stopped...
while he made cheeky face thinking he won...
he - huhh...
gaving like hawa aane de attitude he started walking...
she rolled her eyes n waited dere...
he walked till sum n stopped...
gave a cheeky smile to himself...
n walked back to her...
he - kyu..kya huva..sach keh diya...to muh ki jaban kahan chali gayi...
she smiled at him - r u a virgin...
his mouth fell right open...
he checked if anybody listening to dem...
she hardly controlling her laughter..waited for answer...
she - bolo na..r u a virgin..
he confusingl y -ye kaise sawal hai...
she - achha..matlab abhi tak kuchh bhi nahi...
he confusingly - aisa nahi hai...
she - matlab aisa kuchh huva hai toh..
he - aisa bhi nahi hai...
suddenly he remembered wat is he talking wid her...
he - oyyee..chup..bilkul chup...
she still waited for his ans...
he relucantly - i mean..mene ek baar try kiya tha...sirf ek baar..ek ladki ke paas jane ka..
she - sirf paas...
he confusingly - bahot paas...
she - hmm..fir...
he confusingly - fir...wo bahot ajeeb thi..i mean...
she - kya matlab...
he - kay matlab matlab...mujhe kya pata ke kyu...
she - tumhe nahi pata matlab...aise thodi hota hai..
he looked at her confused...wat to answer - ougghhh...mmm...
she cheekily - fir tumne kya kiya...
he more confused - me kya karta...mujhe bhi ajeeb laga...
she was listening his answer...
she so much wanted to laugh but she controlled sumhow...
he - mene usse saaf saaf bol diya..u r not my types...
she didn't believe him...
she - chal jhoote...
he more confused - chal jhoote kya..its my attitude...use hath tak nahi lagaya mene..samajhi tum..
she - nahi re...etna chha chance milkar bhi agar uska estemal na kar sako..so tumhara kya fayada...
she said cheekily...
while he stared at her in disbelieve...dnt know wat to answer...
watching his reactions...
she sumhow started to giggle...
he didn't want to accept defeat...
he - haan haan..tumhe bolane me kya jata hai...mujhe lagta hai..is topic par tum phD kar chuki ho...
she looked at him now - matlab...
he - matlab..tum..u know...
she - oyye..kya bakwas kar rahe ho..
he - bakwas..its 2011...aur tumne kuchh bhi nahi...
he said cheekily...
while she mae confusing face...
he - upar se tum mumbai ki...fir to possible hi nahi hai...hattt
she - hatt kya hattt...ummm...wohh...
he - hmm...hmm...
he waited for answer...
she made different faces... - umm..i mean...we hav kissed each other...
he smiled cheekily...
she - but..its quite common..right...
she wanted to prove herself right...
while he made winning face...
he - ghar pe pata hai..
she was angry now - kaunsi ladki ye sab ghar pe batati hai...
he - kya nahi bata sakti...apke western culture me yahi to hota hai..
she rolled her eyes...
she - mere ghar wale bahot sidhe log hai..papa job karte hai..unhe hamesha travel karna padta hai n mumma house wife...
he - fir tum aisi kaisi...
she shocked - wattt
he - tum apna papa ke sath kyu nahi rehti...
she - par tum isse kya lena dena...
he wanted to speak again..
but she stopped him...
she - me ape chachu ke paas rehti hu..papa chahte the ki meri padhai ek hi jagah ho...
he - wohi toh..fir toh no objection fron anybody...
she - oyye hello...dat doesn't mean im uncontrollable...
he - hmm...naam kya hai...
she - jajjender kappor...me unhe pyar se dadu bulati hu...
he shocked...literally shocked..
she watched d change in his expression...
she aited for him to disclose d reason of dis expressions...
he checked her top to bottom...
she - watt..??
he - tumne jise kiss kiya usse dadu bulati ho...
she shocked too - oyye gadhe...me apne chachu ki baat kar rahi thi...
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he sighed in relief...
while she rolled her eyes...
he started laughing - tabhi me sochu..tum aur rajjender...
eh made weired face n started laughing again...
she so much wante to kill him..
but she controlled herself...
he - uska naam kya hai...
she - kiska..
he - usika...
she smiled cheekily for a sec...
n immediately started to walk...
he rolled his eyes n followed...
dey reached to parking where he parked his bike...
he - batao na..bataona plzz...
she - sach kahu to tumhe batane ki koi jarurat nahi hai...
he still waited for ans..
she - his name is VED...fashion designing ke corse ke waqt humari jaan pehchan huyi...
he - ved..??
she - hmm...
he - achha naam hai...
she smiled...
he - aur iss ved ke liye..tum humare delhi ke ladke ko naa keh rahi ho..
she looked at him n smiled...
he looked at her litle confused...
he - ye bhi ghar par pata hai kya...
she - kya..na hekne ka reason ya ved..
he - dono...
she cleared her throat...
she - ouhh..umm...
he - dats it...yaho..yahi to fark hai mumbai aur delhi me...
she stared at him...
he - tumne apne ghar walon ko andhere me rakha hai..
she - oyye hello...aisa tumhe lagta hai...meri maan sab janati hai..
he - ved ke bare me bhi...
she waited for a sec n replied - haan..ved ke bare me bhi...cum on...aise kisi aire gaire ko apne paas firakane tak nahi deti me...
he - mumbai ki hokar bhi..
she - mumbai ki hu isiliye...sirf ek naa kehne ke liye apna pura din yahan waste kar rahi hun me...
he - kya..waste...
she - obviously..
he - alright...
both moved to take out bike...
she - jis chiz ke liye hum aaye hai wo chhodkar baki chize karna ise waste of time hi kehte hai..atleast humare mumbai me...
he - chalo..tumhare prince aaye ya nahi dekhte hai..ek baar tumhe wahan chhod diya ke tum b free aur me bhi...
she - agar aaya hoga to rukega wo..
he confused a bit...
she - usse b kar lene do thoda wait mere liye...
he - ab ye kya naya..
she - barabar hai na..usse mere paas aana chahiye..mere samne jhukar mujhe prupose karna chahiye..fir me decide karungi ke mujhe kya karna hai...ek to me usse milne etni door se aayi hu..ab jo hoga meri marzi se hoga...
he - to ab ye waste of time nahi hai...
he sigjed n started to take out his bike...
she - ab mene etna time waste kar liya hai..thoda aur sahi...kya fark pad jayega..
he stared his bike - haan haan..tum karo apna time waste...me to chala...meri batting baki hai wahan...
she - ok...
he - byeee..
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he was about to go...wen she stopped him...
she - achha suno..wo kuchh bangla sahib karke idhar hi hai na...
he got angry now - wattt
he immediatelt got out of bike n walked towrds her...
he - bangla sahib karke...he mocked...
she rolled her eyes...
he - BANGLA SAHIB...humare delhi ki kayi shano me se ek...DARGAH hai wo...bangla sahib..proud se kaho..he repeated proudly...
she - me bolu...wo paas me hai na..wahan ke bare me kafi suna hai mene...
he was about to ans wen 1 activa passed through dem..
he continued - humari delhi but variative hai haan...
she thought he commented on dose gals...
she giggled - to ye bhi gun hai aap me..wahhh
saying so she started walking...
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he shook his head in disbelieve
he shouted - oyyee...i was not talking about dose gals...waittt
he immediately started his bike n followed her...
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both reached bangla sahib...
both enterd in
he bowed his head...
she too bowed her head...
but den joined her both hands took worships...
he stared at her n smiled...
he too joined his hands n closed his eyes...
aftr done she left without looking at him...
wen he closed his eyes her saw her left...
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both wearing deir shoes back...
he - isse kehte hai BANGLA SAHIB...bagla sahib karke kuchh nahi..samajhi...
she rolled her eyes...
he - tumne ved ko yahan kyu nahi bula leti...subah call karti to ab tak pohoch bhi jata...
she - par me usse kyu bulati...
he - tumhe company dene ke liye...
she - agar tum meri company se bore ho rahe ho...to tum ja sakte ho...
saying so she walked out...
he was done wearing only shoes...
he shook his head at her...n followed her wid another shoes in hand...
he - oyye ruk...hellooo...
both walked out...
he hurried wore second shoes n followed her...
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he - oyyee...mene aisa kab kaha...??
she - abhi kaha na...
he - kya...
she - ved ko bula lena chahiye tha karke...
he hold his head now - arre kya yaar...dimag ka dahi hogaya hai...
she - oyye hello...agar etni hi taklif ho rahi hai..to tum jao na...
she smiled at him.. - i vil b ok...
he confused - tum sidhe baat kar hi nahi sakti na..??
she - u still doubt...
he was mad now...
he - chup..chup...wo ved tumhe zelata kaise hai..shiksha..yatana..janam-thep..jail till death...ye sab wo ek hi janam me experince karne wala hai...
she - jab tak yatana nahi milegi..tab tak wo mukt kaise hoga...
he - really..??..he said sarcastically...
she - haan...
he - aur tumhari yatanao ka kya..??? use yatana kab milegi..ya tum bina yatana ke hi...
she cut him - abhi kya kar rahi hu...
he didn't understand...
she looked at his reaction...
n started laughing...
he understood wat she meant...
she meant spending time wid him means YATANA...
he was num for a second...
she actually made him shut...
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but...
he was num at her laughing face...
she was so lost laughing..she didn't care of anything...
he has seen her just sum hrs ago..but she is not stopping surprise him...
her laughing face made him smile too...
his anger..his everything seemed like dissolving into it sumwhere...
he too started laughing watching her laugh...
both kept laughing unconditionally..
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Edited by Angelic_mishty - 12 years ago
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