Rajat's room,

Rajat and Purvi are best friends from childhood who study together. Right now they are preparing for an entrance test.

Purvi (throwing a pillow): Rajattt….dhyaan kahan hai tumhara? 10 min se ussi step pe atke ho..she points at his practice sheet.

Rajat (looking shocked): 10 min….kuch bhi haan Purvi…

Purvi (showing mobile phone): yeh timer dekho…10 min ho gaye hai…aisa hi chalta raha toh ban gaye tum Engineer!

Rajat (completing the problem in a minute):Yeh loooo..ho gaya solve…baaye haath ka khel hai yeh mere liye..

Purvi: Haan hai toh tumhare baaye haath ka khel..magar tumhe ho kya gaya hai…kuch dino se dekh rahi hoon …padhai me koi dhyaan hi nahi hai…entrance exam ko bass ek mahina reh gaya hai..concentrate…she shakes his shoulders..

Rajat: yaar Purvi..pata nahi mujhe kya ho raha hai…main toh Vishwamitra ke jaise apni kadi tapasya kar raha tha…..sote jaagte, uthte baithte sirf formulae, equations, graphs yehi soch raha tha..

Purvi (rolling eyes): toh kya swarg se utarke koi Menaka aa gayi…tumhari tapasya 'bhanggg' karne?

Rajat (dreamy look):hmmm…aisa hi kuch samjho…

Purvi (shock): whattttt? Yeh kya bakwaas kar rahe ho …kaun menaka?

Rajat (shy smile): uska naam Menaka hi hai…aur who hai bhi apne naam ke jaise..sundar..ati sundar…

Purvi (doubt): Kaun Menaka? Kahin woh hamare college ki Rose queen toh nahi…jisse kisi ullu ne 200 phool gift Diye the..

Rajat (bowing down): Uss ullu ka naam Rajat Kumar hai…

Purvi (getting up): Tumne..tumne uske liye 200 phool kharide..200? aur mere liye..ek bhi nahi…ek yellow rose bhi nahi?

Rajat: tumhe peele phool ki kya zaroorat…tum jaisi jhaansi ki raani ko toh hamesha safed phool hi dena chahiye…

Purvi (hitting him with books): kya kaha? jhaansi ki raani..tumhe toh main…

Rajat (shouting):aaaaahhhh….aaahhhhhhh..Maaaa….bachaooooo…

RajatM:yeh kya? Tum dono padhne ke bajaay ladd rahe ho?

Purvi (angry):Isne shuruat ki…

Rajat (buttering his mother): Thank god maa..tumne mujhe aaj pittne se bachaa liya..warna yeh Phoolan devi toh mera kachumbur nikaal deti…she raises her hand again, he hides behind his mother.

RajatM:chup kar…tune hi kuch badmaashi ki hogi..hai naa Purvi..bataa isne kya kiya?

Purvi: aunty pata hai..isne college me 200..

Rajat (cutting):200 baar maafi maang chuka hoon main Purvi se..hai naa…ab phir se sorry bol raha hoon…please..he pleads with her not to tell about Menaka or 200 flowers..

Purvi (changing topic): aunty..mujhe bhook lagi hai..kuch..kuch khaane ko hai?

RajatM: haan haan..tum dono baitho main kuch naashta baanati hoon..She leaves the room.

Rajat (sighing a relief): Thank god..Maa ko nahi pata chala…warna iss mahine ki pocket money nahi milti mujhe..

Purvi(shocked): tumne apni pocket money kharch di?

Rajat: toh 200 phool tumhare tauuji de jaate! Baat karti hai…he dismisses her..

Purvi gets up abruptly and shoves her books in her bag.

Purvi (angry): mere family ko leke har baar mazaak karte ho…main jaa rahi hoon..tum kar lena akele apni padhaai…

Rajat (getting up): arre…tum jaa rahi ho…2 chapters bache hai..aur yeh practice test paper bhi…

Purvi (reaching door of his room): kar lena apni 'Miss Menaka' ke saath..

Rajat (trying to pull her inside): arre yaar….woh sirf 'Rose Queen' hai…tum toh meri 'Intelligent Queen' ho…Queen of Formulaes..Raani of equations….arre 200 Menaka ke dimaag milke bhi ek Purvi Rastogi ke dimaag ke aage fail hai…ehhh Purvi..sorry naaa..

Purvi (smiling): acha…main unn sabse zyaada intelligent hoon?

Rajat (crossing arms):Koi shaq? College me sab log yuhi toh tumhe 'Brainy Rastogi' nahi bulaate naa..

Purvi: lekin…maine toh kayi aur naam sune hai…Chashmish..Miss Boring…Padhaaku…Nerdy Rastogi..

Rajat (acting shocked): Kya? Kaun hai woh jo meri 'Pari' ko aise naamo se bulaate hai..abhi unke kaan ke neeche do bajaake aata hoon..he rolls up his sleeves..

Purvi (angry): Sabse pehle khud ko hi do chaate maaro…yeh sab naam tum bhi bulaate ho apne doston ke saath…

Rajat (acting shocked): Main? Yeh saraasar ilzam hai mujhpe..main aisa ghor paap kabhi nahi karoonga..

Purvi: tum toh bahut puraane paapi ho…rukoo abhi aunty ko jaake sab sach bataati hoon..Auntyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy….

Rajat (clamping her mouth): Chup kar 'Nerdy Rastogi'….she looks at him wide eyed..

RajatM: kya hua? tum dono bina lade padhaai nahi kar sakte…

Rajat:dekho naa Maa..yehi timepass kar rahi hai..main toh Vishwamitra ki tarah padhai kar raha tha..yeh Menaka banke disturb kar rahi hai..

Purvi (angry): kya kaha? mujhe uss stupid ladki ke saath compare kiya..jisse test tube bhi pakadna nahi aata..jiske notes tum jaise ullu banaate ho..exam me bhi tumhare jaise logon ki meherbaani se paas hoti hai..

RajatM: kaunsi ladki beta?

Rajat: Maa..tu jaa naa…pakode jal rahe hai shayad..iss chashmish ko bhook lagi hai..isliye kuch bhi badbadaa rahi hai..

Purvi gets angry at his constant teasing. She leaves his house this time for real.

Purvi enters her house in anger and straightaway goes to her room. She throws her bag on the bed. She glances at her work table – there is a photo in front. She puts it face down. Her younger brother, Sunny looks up from his book.

Sunny: Yeh kya…phir se jhagda..

Purvi (removing her shoes and socks): Nahi toh..kisne kaha..

Sunny (amused): agar jhagda nahi hua toh uss photo ko kyun patak diya..ab toh usme ek crack bhi aa gaya hai…theekh bhaiyya ke naak ke upar

Purvi scrambles to check the photo frame. There is no crack…Sunny starts laughing and Purvi starts beating him.

PurviM: kya hai..kyun sataata hai Sunny tu usse..

Sunny: maine kya kiya…mere wajah se thode didi ka mood kharab hai..

PurviM: Toh phir..

Sunny: Hamesha ki tarah 'Jijaaji' ne mood kharab kar diya…Purvi throws a pillow on his face.

Purvi (angry):Shutt uppp…kya jijaaji jijaaji bolke mujhe har waqt chidhaata rehta hai…

PurviM: Rajat aur Purvi bachpan ke dost hai..magar ab bade ho gaye hai..aise chidhaa mat..

Rajat (voice from outside): Auntyyyy..Sunnyyyy..koi hai…

Sunny: Looooo…aa bhi gaye meri 'didi' ko manaane..mere 'jijaaji'…hahahahaha..he laughs..

Purvi pushes him on the bed and starts beating him. Purvi's mother gives up and goes outside.

PurviM: Rajat..tum…yahan..

Rajat (giving a box): Maa ne Purvi ke liye khaas 'paneer pakode' banaaye hai…yeh khaaye bina nikal gayi..wahi dene aaya tha…chalta hoon..he prepares to leave. He can hear Purvi and Sunny fight

Rajat: andar Sunny ki dhulaai ho rahi hai? He smiles broadly..

PurviM (sighs): mat puchooo…yeh toh saalon se chalta aa raha hai..

Rajat: lagta hai Purvi ko meri zaroorat hai…he walks fast towards Purvi's room.

Rajat: arre Purvi…itna mat dhooo…kuch dhulaai iski 'biwi' ke liye bhi bachaake rakho…kyun Motuu..he punches playfully in Sunny's stomach.

Purvi looks at him angrily.

Sunny (holding his stomach): aaahhhh..ruk kyun gayi? Maaro naa…lekin mujhe nahi…Bhaiyya ka gussa bhaiyya pe hi utaaro..

Rajat (slapping Sunny shoulder): kyun bhadka raha hai…chal sorry bol..chal chal..

Sunny (small voice): Sorry..

Rajat: That's like a good boy..waise Purvi.. iss Sunny 'Dhol' ki galti kya thi?

Purvi: yeh mujhe chidhaa raha tha…

Rajat: kya bolke?

Purvi is about to say but she realizes what she is going to say. She looks at Sunny, who giggles slightly. He is enjoying her discomfort.

Rajat: arre bataa naa Purvi..isne tujhe kiss naam se chidhaaya?

Purvi (changing topic): tum…tum yahan kyun aaye ho?

Rajat: Maa ne pakode bheje hai tumhare liye..

Purvi runs out to get the pakodas on a plate.

Rajat (playfully gripping Sunny): Kyun be saale….kya kehke chidhaaya tune usse?

Sunny: abhi aapne kya bulaaya mujhe? Saala?

Rajat: haan..kyun?

Sunny: kuch nahi…yehi baat didi ko pasand nahi aati..

Rajat (confused): kya?

Purvi enters with the plate of pakodas. She is munching a piece.

Purvi: bahut yummy hai..

Rajat: akele akele kya khaa rahi ho..hum dono bhi hai..Sunny jumps to take a piece..

Purvi (hiding the plate): jaa yahan se..yeh pakode sirf mere liye hai…

Sunny: kyun? Tumhari 'Saas' ne bheje hai kya? Saying this, he picks a pakoda and runs out of the room. Purvi is about to run behind him, Rajat pulls her by hand.

Rajat: jaane de naa uss bache ko…tum baitho…aaram se baitho…aur khaooo..he takes a pakoda piece and gets it near her mouth. She doesn't open it and stares at him..

Rajat (taking it closer, puppy eyes): Sorry naaa..maaf bhi karde 'chashmish'…he presses her glasses on her nose.

Purvi (angry, close to tears): tum maafi maangte waqt bhi chidhaa hi rahe ho..

Rajat (singing): Meri pyaari chasmish…meri bholi chashmish….meri prem ki nayya beech bhavar me gud gud gote khaaye..jhatt patt paar laga de….he sings and dances..she smiles..

Purvi: acha baabaaa..maaf kiya….baaki ki padhaai kare..she takes her books..

Rajat (whispering): Purvi..tumse kuch kehna tha..zara important hai…

Purvi: kya?

Rajat (looking here and there): yahan nahi…kahin Sunny sun naa le..tum raat ko aaogi..terrace pe milte hai..okay..Purvi nods her head..

Rajat (while leaving, holds her hands): aana zaroor…bahut important hai…he looks into her eyes…bye..

So why has Rajat called Purvi to the terrace? Does he really love Menaka?

My new story on RajVi. Please review it and donot bash me. I love them as a Jodi...btw, this will be a short story (4-5 chapters).

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