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|::| Misunderstanding (Galatfahmiyan) |::|

"Boss pta hai baju wale ghar me ekk nai larki ai hai." Daya said cheerfully.

"Han to tu itna khush kyu ho raha hai?" Abhijeet asked as he poured the milk in corn-flakes.

"Nnn-nahi tu. Me to bas ese hi…."

Abhijeet intruppted. "Ese hi ya kuch chakkar….."

"Nhi boss esa wesa koi chakkar nhi hai. Mere lye to Shreya hi kafi hai. Tum bolo? Kaho to setting karwa du tumhari?" Daya smirked.

"I am not interested in girls." Abhijeet replied causally.

"Kyu? Gay ho?" Daya laughed.

"Daya sudhar ja. Mera mtlb hai ke mein pyaar wayaar me interested nhi hu. Love is a waste of time." Abhijeet replied.

"Love is not the waste of time and it never will. Jab tum milo ge kisi larki se or tumme yu lage ga k hawaaon mein music baj raha hai, lamha ruk gaya hai or sabhi senses khatam ho gai hein or tum us larki ki khusbsuraat adaaon mein kho gye ho to tumme pata chale ga k pyaar ekk khobsuraat ehaas hai." Daya said.

"Okay baba muhabbat-das Dayanand Shetty!" Abhijeet tried to smile.

"That was a PJ." Daya narrowed his eyes. "Huh!"

"Acha baba sorry! Mazak ker raha tha. Acha chal maan liye k pyaar khobsuraat hota hai. Happy?" Abhijeet said like he loose the argument.

"Very happy!" Daya said looking at his wrist-watch. "Boss nikalte hein warna late ho gye ge."


In Qulis

"Acha boss ajj raat ki party k liye sab preparations ho gyi hein na?" Daya asked.

"Han ho gyi hein. Mein ne Rajat k obol dia tha ke wo Sound System setup ker de ghar me." Abhijeet replied.

"Great!" Daya said. "Or khana?"

"All done." Abhijeet said.

"Or wo?" Daya winked.

"Wo kya?" Abhijeet didn't understand quite much.

"Arre yarr wo. Wooooo." Daya emphasized on 'wo.'

"Offo Daya pehaliyan matt suna. Seedhe seedhe bol na," Abhijeet was now annoyed.

Daya began to sing…

Chaar Botal Vodka
Kaam Mera Roz Ka
Na Mujhko Koi Roke
Na Kisi Ne Roka..

"Be suri awaaz mein gana band ker. Ese lag raha hai k phata hua dhool baj raha hai," Abhijeets said. "Or ho gaya hai drinks ka arrangement bhi mere baap."

"Yahoo!" Daya said again started to sing.

I rock the party that rocks the body

Before Daya could sing more Abhijeet interrupted, "Bss bss agge or bhi lafz nhi. Silent mode per jaa." Daya, instantly, became quiet.


MEANWHILE, back in the Abhijeet and Daya's locality, in neighbours of DUO the new girl had moved in. The secretary of the building came to her.

"Hello Tarika gee. Mein ho Shaam Das. Iss building ka secretary." Shaam joined his hands.

"Hello Shaam gee." Tarika smiled.

"Tarika gee agar ap ko kisi bhi cheez ki zrurat ho to mujhe boliye ga." Shaam said.

"Gee bhot shukariya!" Tarika said. Meanwhile, Mr. and Mrs. Mehta came out of their house. Shaam introduced them to Tarika. "Tarika gee ye hai Mr. Tarak Mehta and Mrs. Sushmita Mehta. Ye ap ke opposite side per hein or ye life ke samne wala ghar me do larke rehte hein."

"Hello aunty." Tarika greeted.

"Hello beta. Kisi bhi cheez ki zrurt ho to mang lena. Or kon kon aya hai?" Sushmita asked.

"Aunty mein akeli hi hu." Tarika said. "Kaam k silsela mein aye hu."

"Oh beta mujhe apni mummy hi samjo" Sushmita said.

"Thanks aunty." Tarika said. Sushmita smiled and both husband wife left.

Tarika looked at DUO's door and their door had no name-plate. And also there was black colored skull on the door made with a spray can. Tarika made a disgusted look.

"Awara larke. Huh !" Tarika said and went inside. After sometime, doorbell rang.

"Kon hai?" Tarika asked from inside.

"Mein hu Purvi."

Tarika opened the door. "Arre Purvi tum?"

"Kyu mujhe anna mana hai kya?" Purvi asked.

"Arre nhi yaar. Me to bss yuhi. Cha lander aa."

"Me ne cocha tujhe zrurat ho gi na help ki. Shift krne me bohat mehnat lagti hai." Purvi said.

"Awww. So sweet!" Tarika said. "Coffee?"

"Nahi yrr. I am full. Bureau jana hota hai to subah subah khane ki adaat si ho gai hai ab to. By the way, tu kab se join ker rahi hai?" Purvi said.

"Monday se." Tarika said and both continued to chat.


DUO reached the bureau and went inside. Everyone except ACP and Purvi were there. Daya asked. "Purvi nhi ai?"

"Sir wo Purvi ne ajj leave li hai." Pankaj said.

"Kyu tabiyat to kharab nhi ho gai us ki?" Abhijeet asked in worried tone.

"Arre nhi nhi sir. Wo Purvi ki koi friend ai hai kal hi Mumbai me. To wo us ki help karne k liye gai hai."

"Achaaa." Abhijeet relived.

Meanwhile, Salunke and ACP entered arguing.

"Lakin boss assistant ki kya zrurat hai?" Salunke said annoyingly.

"Me ne thori na bejhi hai. Ye Chitrole k karnaame hein. Us ka sir kha jaa ker." ACP replied.

"Boss tm bol nhi skte they us ko." Salunke said again.

"Arre sir hua kya. Salunke sir retirement ka plan to nhi ker rahe?" Abhijeet said jokingly.

"Abhijeet ab tum hi samjhao isse. Chitrole ne ek new larki assign ki hai is k sath. Or ye hai k keh raha hai k isse koi assistant nhi chahiye." ACp said.

"Sir burai kya hai assisteant me?" Abhijeet asked.

"Bss nhi to nhi." Salunke said like an arrogant child.

"Lakin Salunke wo larki topper hai Forensics Science mein. Or to or us ne Criminal Psycology bhi ki hui hai. She'll be helpful." ACP said. "Ab tuje nhi chaiye to orders to change hone wale nhi. Next week se join kare gi wo."

A call ringed and a case was reported. Luckily the kidnapped baby was delivered to his parents by evening.


A/N: This is a short story based on AbhiRika. It wouldn't go beyond 4-5 chapters. Read and enjoy.