Purvi and Daya walk inside the mall looking at the shops around.
Daya: tumhe kya shopping karni thi?
Purvi: actually mujhe nahi..Tarika ko kharidna tha..main toh bass madat ke liye aayi thi..
Daya (scratching his chin): ohh..toh..ab kya karen? He looks at his watch. He prays Abhijit and Tarika donot come in soon..
Purvi: sir..aapko shirt lena tha naa..toh aap..dekh lijiye..
Daya (mind): woh to maine aise hi kaha tha…isse bhi kuch shopping nahi karni hai..toh hum dono ab karen kya?
Purvi (looking at him): Sir…sir…she calls him twice..
Daya: haan Purvi..tumne kuch kaha mujhse?
Purvi (smile): aapko shirt lenii thi naa…
Daya (looking around): oh haan….aisa..aisa karte hai..3rd floor pe bahut achi men's wear shop hai..chale? he asks..hoping she will say yes.
Purvi (surprise): Main? Main kya karoongi wahan aake?
Daya (trying to think): haan..yeh baat bhi sahi hai…tum kya karogi..he looks at her face…oh..the dimples appear again..daya is lost in them…
Purvi (worried): Sir..aapki tabiyat toh theekh hai naa? Aap aise baar baar kya soch rahe hai?
Daya (slapping his cheeks): Kuch nahi…basss…tum bhi chalo naa…mujhe company mil jaayegi..
She looks at him wide eyed..Sr Inspector Daya is asking her company? To buy a shirt?
While she tries to figure out what he is saying, he pulls her by her hand and quickly shoves her inside an elevator.
Purvi (shocked): Sirrr..kya hua? aapne aise kyun kheecha mujhe?
Daya (stammer): woh..lift aa gayi thi..aur..aur yahan phir lift ki problem ho jaati hai..toh maine sochaa…he is blabbering something stupid..Purvi finds him cute and nods her head as okay!
Daya sighs and smiles shyly turning his face…
Daya (mind): Yeh main kya faltoo bakwas kar raha hoon..yeh mujhe paagal naa samjhle….magar kitni sweet hai…kuch kaha bhi nahi mujhe..
Purvi (mind): pata nahi sir ne aisa kyun kiya..mera haath pakadke..she looks at her hand..Sir kitne cute lag rahe hai…
They both look at each other and smile. They both then quickly look way from each other. Daya's phone keeps on ringing, he checks it on the side..and releasing a sigh, switches it off..
Purvi: kiska phone tha sir?
Daya (lying): nahi…kuch khaas nahi..shayad koi bank loan ya car loan..he smiles sheepishly.
Ground floor, Abhijit..
Abhijit (phone on ear, looking at the glass elevator moving up with Daya and Purvi): arre shabaash…Daya ne phone hi bandh kar diya…I am sure usne hume dekh liya isliye itne ghaai me lift me bhaag gaya..he smiles..
Tarika (putting her arm in his arm): acha hi hai..chalo na mujhe kuch lingerie kharidni hai.. …she whispers…tumhari pasand kaa…she winks… Abhijit's eyes sparkle..and they walk towards a lingerie shop on the ground floor.
3rdfloor, Men's wear shop
Purvi and Daya enter the huge showroom and roam around looking at stuff casually. Daya walks over to some formal shirts. He is browsing, when the salesman comes to him.
Salesman: good evening sir..May I help you?
Daya: good evening..No, thank you..i will manage..he glances at Purvi..she is looking through some men tshirts..
Salesman (smile): Oh…no problem sir..enjoy with your wife..
Daya opens his mouth to say she is not his wife, but the guy goes away. He blushes at the thought of him being a husband and Purvi, his wife…he imagines them as a couple who have come to buy clothes together.
Purvi (with a shirt in hand): Sirrr..ek min…she comes to him..she has a blue checked shirt in her hand.
Daya (mind): waah..manna padega…choice toh bahut achi hai purv ki..he smiles..
Purvi: sir peeche ghumenge zara?..he shows her his broad back. He feels her petite frame standing high on tip toes to reach his shoulder. She has placed the shirt on his back..
Purvi (happy): perfect…bilkul correct size ki hai..
Daya (smile): mujhe bhi bahut pasand aayi…its really nice..
Purvi (happy): hai naa…Pankaj ko bhi acha lagega..
Daya (face fall): pankaj?
Purvi: haan…Pankaj ka bday hai agle hafte..achi gift hai naa?
Daya (dry, sarcastically): hmm….Pankaj ke liye size choti hai magar..uska pet bahut bada haai..din bhar khaata jo rehta hai..
After saying that, he moves away from her and angrily pushes some shirts around.
Daya (mind, irritated): uss motu ka birthday yaad hai…mere saath aake uske liye gift kharid rahi hai..main hi paagal tha…he picks a dark blue shirt and yanks it off the hanger.
Purvi (small voice): Sirrr..
Daya (turning around): hmm..she has another shirt in her hand – this time a light pista green colored
Purvi (question mark): yeh kaisi hai sir?
Daya (disinterest, turning away from her): hmm…Pankaj pe achi nahi lagegi…
Daya (muttering slowly): Bandar lagega woh motuu isme….uski toh ek girlfriend hai naa..toh isse kya zaroorat hai..hmfff..
Purvi: Sir…Pankaj ke liye nahi..woh..maine aapke liye pasand ki hai..
Daya turns around and looks at her face with surprise. She looks at his expression of 'ooooo' and looks down in embarrassment.
Daya (stammer, croak voice): Mere…mere..he clears his throat…mere liye? Sach?
She nods her head.
Purvi: aapko pasand nahi aayi? Her face falls..
Daya (coming to her): nahi..nahi…bahut achi hai..he smiles broadly like an idiot! …bahut achi hai..he takes the shirt in his hand and looks over..
Purvi: aap hamesha dark colors pahente hai..mujhe laga aap pe yeh light color suit karega..
Daya (happy): Thanks Purvi…acha laga mujhe..tumne mere baare me socha toh sahi…
Purvi looks at him…his eyes…he is genuinely happy…his smile is beautiful..
Daya: main try karke aata hoon…he goes to the trial room..
Daya (wearing the shirt and looking in the mirror, mind): Kya baat hai Daya..itne saalon ke baad koi light color ki shirt pehni hai…acha dikh raha hoon naa?..he notices his broad chest and stomach..
Daya (mind, frown): yeh kya? Thoda pet aa gaya hai…aaj se dieting shuru…gym bhi zyaada karoonga main….i have to look more fit..
Daya (sighs, smiles at his reflection): Daya…kya kya soch raha hai? Kahin tu Purvi se…he smiles and runs his fingers through his hairs..
He hears a knock on the door. He quickly straightens the collars and opens the door with a smile…that turns to a frown….Its Abhijit in front of him..
Abhijit: arre Daya..kitni der yaar…chal..chal…baahar toh aa…
Daya (fallen face): tum? Yahan? He looks around to spot Purvi..
Abhijit: mujhe dekhke khushi nahi huyi tujhe? Kya dhoondh raha hai?
Daya : kuch nahi…chal…he comes out of the room.
Abhijit (stopping him): arre kapde toh badal…..he smiles at him…Daya steps inside to change..
Daya and Abhijit walk to the billing counter. Purvi and Tarika are waiting for the two men…
Tarika: Mil gayi tumhe shirt? Arre waah…nice choice…
Abhijit: hmm…lekin Daya..tu toh hamesha dark colors pehanta hai..blue, purple, red..aaj achanak yeh light color..baat kya hai Daya? He slaps his shoulder…
Daya (stammer): kuch..kuch bhi toh nahi..aise..aise hi… he looks at Purvi…she turns her face away..
Tarika (looking at Purvi): Chale madam…meri shopping baaki hai…she pulls Purvi's hand and walks ahead. Purvi turns back and looks at Daya..
Abhijit (relief): Thank god..yeh dono chali gayi..chal hum dono timepass karte hai..
Daya (mind): acha khaasa Purvi ke saath shopping kar raha tha..ab kya karoon..kahan gayi yeh dono?
Abhijit: tera phone bandh kyun hai? Main kabse try kar raha tha..
Daya: kya? Phone bandh…ohhh..he checks…shayad battery…battery low hai..he lies..
Abhijit (doubt): bureau me toh full charge kiya tha naa tune? Phir kaise down ho gaya?
Daya (irritated): teri problem kya hai? Mere phone ke peeche pada hai..
Abhijit: arre…main toh aise hi pooch raha tha..tu toh aise bhadak raha hai jaise main kabab me haddi banke aaya hoon..he raises an eyebrow…..
Abhijit enjoys the expressions on Daya's face. He turns his face away to hide the blush and awkwardness..
Abhijit (putting an arm on Daya's shoulder): Kyunnnn? Sahi kaha naa maine? He laughs knowingly..Daya smiles and covers his face with one hand.
Abhijit (hugging him): main khush hoon Daya…..tumne meri baat maanli…Purvi bahut achi ladki hai..
Daya (coming out of hug): Kya bol raha hai tu..aisa..aisa kuch nahi hai…
Abhijit: achaaa..aisa kuch nahi hai..toh aise sharmaa kya raha hai…he pinches his cheeks..Daya smiles..
Daya: tujhe lagta hai…yeh..yeh pyaar hai? Main Purvi ko kayi saloon se jaanta hoon..magar kabhi aise socha nahi..
Abhijit: rishte badalne me der nahi lagti…bas ek din, ek pal ki zaroorat hoti hai… EK NAYA EHSAAS ho jaata hai..
Daya thinks over it.
Abhijit: chal…
Daya: kahan?
Abhijit: arre..meri waali aur teri waali hai jahaan…chal chal….Abhijit takes Daya to a jewellery store.
Jewellery store
Tarika is trying out various ear-rings and showing it to Purvi. She is hardly interested and is nervously looking at her phone or the shop entrance.
Tarika (showing ear rings): kaise hai? Bolo toh?
Purvi (looking at phone): Hmm..ache hai…
Tarika (snatching phone): Main tere saamne hoon…tu phone me kya dekh rahi hai..
Purvi (irritated): Tarika…please..phone waapas kar..
Tarika (checking her phone): kyun? Aisa kiska phone aane waala hai..shaam se dekh rahi hoon…pata nahi kya soch rahi hai?
Purvi (looking here and there): nahi toh..kuch nahi..bas yuhi…
Tarika: Kuch nahi kaise? Kuch toh hai…bol naa….
Purvi doesn't know what to say..she keeps quiet. She is not sure of what is the exact reason..
Tarika: hmmmmmm…..lagta hai dil ka maamla hai…kyun? She teases..
Purvi (blush, shock): kya? Dil ka? Kuch bhi Tarika…tu..tum jaanti ho mujhe…koi nahi hai..
Tarika: arre Daya..tum kab aaye?
Purvi's face has a shock and happiness on hearing his name. she turns immediately…there is no one behind…
Tarika (laughing): ab bol…Dil ka maamla nahi hai…hahahaha..
Purvi does not know where to look, her happiness and blush is captured in the mirrors in front.
Tarika (holding her face): I am so happy Purvi…tujhe pyaar ho gaya…she is excited…aur who bhi…Daya ke saath..wowwww…
Purvi: shhhhh…kya bol rahi hai tu? Pyaar? Daya sir ke saath?
Tarika: Kyun? Kya kami hai mere Daya me?
Purvi (eyes wide): Tumhare Daya?
Tarika: acha acha..'Tumhara Daya' basss….she laughs as Purvi's cheek goes red! She turns to leave the place.
Tarika (running behind her): arre…ruk toh..sun naaa..kahan bhaag rahi hai….She holds Purvi's hand and makes her forcibly turn..
Tarika (holding her chin): aaiii haaiiii…tumhe sharmaana bhi aata hai?
Purvi (smile): Kya Tarikaaa..
Tarika: kaisa lag raha hai? Pyaar me padke?
Purvi (looking at her, scared): sach? Magar kaise? Maine kabhi unhe aisa dekha nahi….
Tarika: purviii…itne saalon ki dosti hai tum dono ki…waise hi comfort factor hai..toh agar yeh pyaar me badal jaaye toh kya galat hai?
Purvi (doubt): Lekin Tarikaa….
Tarika: shhhhh….lekin wekin kuch nahi..jo ho raha hai..hone de usse…she smiles..she looks back…Arre Daya…tum kab aaye?
Purvi (without looking behind): bass kar naa Tarika..kyun chidhaa rahi hai?
Abhijit: kya? Tarika..tum Purvi ko kya bolke chidhaa rahi ho? Daya tumne dekha?
Purvi hears Abhijit's voice and realizes this time its true. Daya is indeed standing behind straightens her spine and her heart beats fast. Tarika stifles a giggle and looks at Abhijit knowingly.
Abhijit (still teasing): Purvi…kya hua? hainn? He hits on Daya's shoulder.
Daya (concern): tum theekh ho?
Tarika raises her eyebrow to Purvi..Purvi smiles and feels nice on hearing concern in his voice..he cares for her!
She turns slowly..dhakk dhakk…can he hear her heartbeats now..she looks up shyly into his eyes…he has a worried look on his face…he is waiting to hear from her…come on Purviiii….talk..
Purvi (small voice): kuch..kuch nahi sir…kuch nahi..she looks at him…and watches his face relax and he gives her a smile!
Abhijit (whistling a tune): aankhon hi aankhon me ishaaraaa ho gaya…
Omg! Omg...50 comments on my first chapter..Thank you so much for your acceptance and love for this Jodi...Its my first attempt and I am so glad you guys liked it...
I received lots of requests to extend this story...I shall do so..I donot know how many chapters it will go..I hope more than 5...
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