A Wedding reception
The bride and groom look made for each other in their color co-ordinated clothes. They are now receiving all the guests with a broad smile. They glance at the next group in the queue and get ready to hug a huge set of people …
They are covered in the hug and many questions are being asked. They patiently answer it all.
Abhijit: Congratulations yaar! Rajat and Purvi…bhai tum dono toh ekdum chupe rustam nikle…pata hi nahi lagne diyaa..hainnn…3 saal tak hamari naak ke neeche affair chal raha tha..aur hum sab samajh rahe the…sirf collegaues ho tum dono…
Rajat: Thank you sir..haan…3 saal…pata hi nahi chala kab nikal gaye..
Daya: aaj tak hume yeh baat samajh nahi aayi..tum dono ke beech ki common factor kya hai?
Purvi: kuch khaas nahi Sir..she smiles…
Shreya: yeh sab chodoo..yeh bataoo..honeymoon pe kahan jaa rahe ho?
Purvi: Paris, Amsterdam aur…
Purvi/Rajat (excited): aur London!
Pankaj: Sir..mil gaya inn dono ka common link…inn dono ko London bahut pasand hai shayad..hai naa..
Rajat/purvi: waah pankaj..kya baat hai..ekdum sahi guess kiya haan..
Pankaj: waise London me karoge kya aap log?
Daya: tujhe kya karna hai…yeh log honeymoon pe jaa rahe hai..wahi karenge jo sab log karte hai..he winks at Rajat who smiles back a shy smile.
Night, Rajat and Purvi room…
Rajat: kya tum excited ho? Hamare honeymoon ke liye?
Purvi: Of course…finally hum dono milke London jaayenge…woooooooo…she squeals..
Rajat: Oh god! Purvi…I just can't wait..
Purvi: me too…maine bahut saare sapne dekhe hai uss din ke liye…I am so happy main yeh tumhare saaath karne waali hoon….this is simply the best honeymoon gift..Thank you..she kisses him on his cheek, but he turns his face suddenly and the simple kiss turns into something passionate…
Honeymoon, Paris …
Rajat (hurrying): Jaldi karo Purvi…warna train choot jayegi London ke liye..we cannot miss it..
He holds her hand and they both run to catch the cab in heavy rains to go to the station. Their cab gets stuck in traffic and they hear news reports about a bomb blast in Paris. All the trains and flights going out of Paris is cancelled. They have to get back to the hotel.
Hotel room
Purvi: Rajatt…please…hum kya kar sakte hai…ab hum kal hi jaa sakte hai London..aaj ki raat toh enjoy kar lete hai naa.
Rajat (upset): kya enjoy….baahar bhi nahi jaa sakte..curfew laga hai…bas iss hotel room me hi rehna padega..and upar se aaj raat..tonight was special Purvi…I messed up..Oh god!...he sits on the bed, dejected
Purvi understands…he was very excited for tonight! Purvi and Rajat had planned the highlight of their honeymoon in London and now it was spoilt!
Rajat: I am going for a swim…bye
Purvi watches him slam the door in anger. He is very upset! She sits and thinks…she gets an idea..
Rajat returns a good one hour later, feeling little better.
Purvi (cheerful): Hey Rajat…jaoo..shower le lo..aapke kapde bathroom me hai..
Rajat takes a shower and picks up the tshirt that Purvi has placed. He looks at that and opens the door.
Rajat (holding tshirt): Yeh sab kya hai Purvi…tum jaanti ho naa I am upset..
Purvi (turns): jaldi change karlo..dekho main bhi tayyar hoon..come on….
Rajat (upset): Purvi..please..She goes inside the bathroom and makes him wear the tshirt. She looks at his still glum face and places a kiss on his cheek.
Purvi: cheer up naaa…jo ho gaya so ho gaya…hamare control me nahi tha naa…Rajat…just 2 din aur..phir hum dono apni normal life me chale jaayenge..please yeh do din enjoy karlo..
Rajat (smile): hmm…you are right..chalo..
Purvi (getting excited, kissing him again): wow…..I am so excited…she takes a sexy pose..get ready Mr Rajat Kumar…for some exciting time..
Rajat (eyebrow raised): Excting? He pulls her by waist closer to him…what are you thinking, Mrs Kumar?
She pulls Rajat by his Tshirt collar to the room. He looks wide opened at the setting…
….The place is full of candles – their soft glow, colorful flowers adorn the walls and their fragrance fills the room….on the bed there are some rose petals awaiting the newly wedded couple..giving them company was an ice bucket with some champagne and two crystal glasses…Any romantic honeymooning couple's staple dream !
A/N: I am sorry…But NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO…nothing like what I just described above is the setting for our romantic RajVi! (Arrre….meri story hai….and I wanted to write something different..hehehehe..so nothing of this happens…)
Anyways, what happens really is…..
Purvi pulls Rajat by his Tshirt collar to the room. He looks wide opened at the setting…
The room has no romantic settings – no candles, no roses, no champagne…but instead on the carpet – the white bed sheet has been folded in a rectangle and laid down…there are some potato chips packets, two tubs of popcorn! And some cans of beer !
Rajat (eyes wide, shock): yeh sab kya hai? He looks at his wife and gets another shock…
She has just changed her clothes – and is now painting her face with some colors..
Rajat: Purviiiii…..he puts his hands on his head…unbelievable! Yeh kya kar rahi ho?
Purvi: what? Come on Rajat…hum yehi toh karne aaye the naa..yehi toh highlight thaa naa…she points to the television – CHELSEA VS MAN U English Premier League Match !
The television is blaring pre match commentary on the exciting, mouthwatering match in hand. Rajat looks at himself – Purvi has made him wear his favorite tshirt – MAN U jersey and she is wearing her favorite Tshirt – Chelsea Blue jersey with a matching cap! Her cheeks are painted with Blue and White – Chelsea team colors..
Rajat are Purvi are football fanatics – but their loyalty lies with different teams. Their love for football was what brought them close and developed into love and then wedding. They both were thrilled that their honeymoon gave them a chance to see the match Live in the stadium with both their teams! This was the highlight of their honeymoon….
She looks at Rajat and snaps her fingers….
Purvi : Get Ready to looooooose…she shows her tongue..
Rajat: boooo hoooooo….you get ready to looooooseee..Man U..ManU..he yells…
Purvi: Chelsea…Chelsea…..
They both sit down and open beer cans waiting for the match to start. Purvi takes a couple of swigs and looks at Rajat. He is still glum faced and has not yet taken a single sip from the can.
Purvi (holding hand): Kya hua? abhi se darr lag raha hai..haarne kaa..koi baat nahi…next time phir se koshish kar sakte hai…Go Chelseaa….she claps and shouts!
Rajat removes his cap and sits on the bed. Purvi follows him.
Purvi: Rajatttt….come on….aise udaaaas mat baitho naa…come on..cheer up naaa…
Rajat: no yaar…Purvi…I am sorry…..magar mere dil se yeh baat jaati hi nahi..ki hum yeh sab live baithke dekh sakte the…you know..woh shorrr, who excitement….people…this is not like the real one..
Purvi: I know Rajat…this is not like the real thing..but atleast hum ek doosre ke saath hai..London nahi toh Paris me hai…duniya ki sabse romantic city me..she runs a finger on his face, he kisses her finger as it moves over his lips…
Purvi (getting idea): tell you what! Mere paas ek aur idea hai….hum yahi pe baithke kuch aisa kar sakte hai jo stadium ko bhi beat karde..She winks!
Rajat (question mark): Purviiii…kya chal raha hai tumhare dimaag me?
…..To be continued...…..
Aapke dimaag me kya chal raha hai? Kya hai Purvi ka plan? I won't give you enough time to guess...Please read and comment...
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