Daya went outside at the corridor to call Tarika, Abhijeet noticed him with a bit tensed look on his face.
Daya Yaar – Yeh kaam to ab sirf tu hi kar sakta – aur koi nahi. Kya chal raha hai uski deemag meinpata nahi – ho sakta hai mujhse hi koi ghalati ho gaya ho – Par yeh ladki to aise chup ho gaya – ab agar wo kuch bhi kahegi to sirf tujhse hi… God! Yeh tension bhi na –
Abhijeet nodded absent mindedly.
Here Daya called Tarika, as though nobody could hear anything other than Daya's "Par" "But" "magar" – I am writing down the full conversation for convenience here – or else it will be a bit more difficult to comprehend! So here it is:
Daya: Hello Tarika –
Tarika: Daya – kya baat hai?
Daya: tarika wo –
Tarika: Dekho Daya – mera mood aaj kuch thik nahi hai – issi liye jo bhi kehna hai jaldi kaho –
Daya: Par –
Tarika: Mujhe pata hai tum kya puchna chahte ho! Dekho – baat Abhi ka nahi hai, balki main to issi baat pe aur bhi pareshaan hun ki mujhe abhi bhi gussa kyu aa rahi hai!
Daya: Aain!
Tarika: (laughed) Ab lag rahe ho Abhi ka bhai!
Daya: But Tarika Main abhi tak kuch samjha nahi –
Tarika: (Sigh) Mujhe khud hi samjh nahi aa rahi hai, to tumhe kaise samjhaun – ab chhoro bhi – (soft caring tone) wo bohot zyada pareshaan hai, na?
Daya: Hmmm –
Tarika: Ek kaam kar sakte ho? Tum dono canteen aa jao, waise bhi maine lunch bhi nahi ki aaj, aur andaza laga sakti hun ki tum dono bhi bhukhe hi honge – to aa jao, wohi milte hai – aur haan, usse kaho ki usne aisa kuch bhi nahi kiya jisse mujhe bura lage – thik hai?
Daya: (smile) Mera Boss kabhi aisa kar hi nahi sakta! Thik hai, to phir 10 minute mein milte hai –
After 15 minutes at Cafeteria:
Our beloved TRIO were sitting around a table with very serious face.
Abhijeet: But iss mein main kya kar sakta hun?
Daya: Abhi – yaar – samjha kar – Tarika ne tujhse kuch kaha bhi to nahi!
Tarika nodded agreeing.
Tarika: (murmur) Salunkhe saab bhi na, chutti baad mein nahi le sakte the! Aur iss case ko bhi abhi ana tha –
Abhijeet: Sach mein yaar! Zindegi mein pehli baar mujhe Salunkhe saab ke chutti lene se bura lag raha hai!
Tarika threw a fiery glance at him. Abhijeet smiled sweetly.
Abhijeet: Yaar Tarika, ab ek baat kahun?
Tarika: Mujhe pata hai Abhi – yehi na, ki ab to humari shadi bhi ho chuki hai, abhi ye sab sochna hi nahi chahiye – par kya karun? Jab bhi usse lab mein dekh rahi hun na, jee kar raha hai ke jaa ke gala hi daba dun! Huh!
Daya and Abhijeet together: Chill Tarika! Maarwaogi kya!
Tarika: Uski himmat to dekho – mera Abhi ke sath flirt karna zaroori hai –
Daya: Tarika – wo tab ki baat thi na, iss baar to abhi tak hum usse mila hi nahi! Shayad iss baar aisa na ho –
This somehow calmed Tarika a little bit. But then again she started –
Tarika: par agar iss baar usne muh bhi khola na – to I swear uss Niyati ko to main –
Abhijeet kept his hand on Tarika's shoulder –
Abhijeet: (in his most loving tone) Kisika kuch bhi kehne se tumhara Abhi tumse dur kahin nahi jaane wala hai –
Tarika looked into his eyes – these eyes always give her the soothe, the comfort and peace she needs! She smiled in her most beautiful way…
Daya: Ahm! Ahm! Bhai – hum bhi hai yahan… (noticing Abhijeet's fiery glare) Arre nahi bhai – aise ghurro mat – main to sirf warn kar raha tha – ta ki tum dono "KUCH" shuru na kar –
Abhijeet: DAYAAAA – Sudhar jaaaa - warna -
Daya replied, while moving away from him, "Main to chalta hun – ab khatam kar lo apna romance – main nahi tokta -" and after finishing this sentence he literally ran away.
Tarika and Abhijeet burst into laughter.
Tarika: Iss ladke ka kuch nahi honewala –
Abhijeet: Bhagwan karein yeh aise hi rahein – haste hasate huye…
There was a proud shine in his eyes… Tarika softly placed her head on his shoulder – when he wrapped his hand around her…
After a few minutes all were somehow spending there time in bureau. Daya and Abhijeet were talking in a low tone - Purvi was standing beside Rajat with a pile of files in her hand.
Purvi: Sirrr-
Rajat: (Still trying to find something in the bunch of papers which were haphazardly spread on the table) Hmmm...
Purvi: Sirrrr-
Rajat: (not looking at her) sir ke aage kuch bolna hai to bolo -
Purvi did not reply but all her files fell on the table creating an utter mess!
Rajat: My God! Purvi kya kar di!
Purvi: (angry) Arre - kab se help ke liye pukar rahi hun - khud to sunte nahi - upar se mujhe hi daant rahe hai -
Rajat: Arre - tum "Sirr" ke age kuch bola hi to nahi -
Purvi: Aap ko dekhna chahiye tha na!
Just at this moment, on the verge of starting a very "enjoyable" fight, an old (better to say a middle aged) man entered the bureau gasping nervously holding a child in his arms! The child was very severely injured! All stood frozen with shock!
Abhijeet: (shockingly)Isse kya hua?
Man: (fearful tone)Pata nahi sir, yeh aisi halat mein mujhe meri gari ke paas garage mein pada hua mila -
A/N: thank you all for reading this story...
Now, as reply to your reviews - dear, this is not a RajVi fiction, not even DaReya - Though Rajat and Purvi will be there a little bit - with their usual naughtiness - but the story is not at all revolving around them. So its my kind request to them who are reading this one as RajVi - dear, don't be under any wrong conception - this is not at all rajVi fic.
And as of DaReya: No I cannot include Shreya here - as this one is not a DaReya fiction - i think DaReya fans can omit this story...
To others, please keep reading...and keep loving us.
With love,
Abhirikafan.
