Kavin house
KavinF: yeh kya hai Ishita…tum Ms Singhania ke saath shopping gayi thi? Mall gayi thi? Tum jaanti ho naa wahan kitni mehengi cheeze milti hai? Tumhari shopping ke paise kisne diye?
Ishita (scared): Nahi Papa…main mall nahi gayi thi..Main aur Purvi dii market gaye the…maine zyaada samaan nahi kharidaa…
KavinF (to Kavin): Kavinnnn….Purvi tumhari classmate hai naa..toh Ishita ke saath uski friendship kaise huyi?
Kavin (scared): Papa..Purvi 2 din se ghar aa rahi hai…
KavinF: Ms Singhania hamaare ghar aa rahi hai…aur mujhe kisine batayaa nahi? Kavin…kya chal raha hai tum dono ke beech?
Kavin: papa please…who sirf meri classmate hai..maine usse ghar nahi bulaaya..woh apni marzi se aayi thi..mere journals leke..
KavinF: main pehle hi tum sab ko keh deta hoon…Ms Singhania se dosti badhaane ki koi zaroorat nahi hai…
Ishita: But papa..woh bahut sweet hai…
KavinF: Ishitaaaa….maine keh diyaa….dosti barabar waalon me ho toh acha hai…samjhi..ab apne kamre me jaoo..ek hafte tak tumhara college ke baad bahar jaana bandh..
Ishita room
She throws her purchases on the bed and sits with a swollen face. Kavin walks in hopping on his crutches.
Kavin: ishitaa…maine pehle hi kaha tha…Purvi se dosti karne ki koi zaroorat nahi hai…ab mooh fulaake kyun baithi ho
Ishita: Bhaiyya..maine kya galti kar di? Bas dosti hi toh ki…pata hai…Purvi Di paris me shopping karti hai..yeh dekho…mujhe unhone yeh ear rings gift kiye…kaise hai? She shows off the expensive earrings that Purvi had gifted her..
Kavin:ache hai…magar isse zyaada gifts accept karne ki koi zaroorat nahi hai…yeh bahut mehenge hai..acha tum waapas kaise aayi?
Ishita: hume auto nahi mili…Purvi di apne driver ko cal karne hi waali thi ki wahan pe Saahil aa gaya…aapke class me hai na who…Kavin remembers Saahil and his frequent fights with Dushyant.
Kaavin: Saahil..haan pata hai..ek aur Ameer friend..
Ishita: haan ussine help ki hamari…kitni badi gaadi thi uske paas…
Kavin: Ishita…tumhari yehi problem hai…tum aise logon se jaldi impress ho jaati ho…tumne kabhi realise kiya hai..in ameeron ko sab kuch aasaani se mil jaata hai..inhe kabhi kisi cheez ki kami nahi hoti..inke liya paisa hi sab kuch hai..hamare jaise values, friendship, family yeh sab koi value nahi rakhta..
Ishita (sighing): Haaaah…Lucky hai yeh log….
Purvi house
Gracy: ho gayi shopping? Kya kharidaa..
Purvi: zyaada kuch nahi…bas thode tshirts, kurtis…yeh kaise hai?achoooo…she sneezes. She shows them..
Gracy: yeh kya? Dekha aise dusty places me gayi ho..ho gaya naa allergic cold…
Purvi (sniffing): I am fine...
Gracy: Theekh hai..khaana khaoo..she points to the array of dishes on the dining table
Purvi: Sorrry Gracy Maa..maine aur ishita ne aaj khoob chaaat khaaye..and what was that sweet in a pot? Haan..malaai kulfi….Pet bhar gaya…
Gracy: pet bhar gaya..yaa tumhara Mann?..she smiles..
Purvi: haan shayad Mann…aaj mere wajah se Ishita ko daat padi..
Gracy: Kya hua?
Purvi explains what happened.
Purvi (happy): aapko ek baat bataoon…Kavin ke Papa ne mujhe bhi daata…
2 days later, Kavin house
Dushyant: Kavin..kaisa hai yaar? Sorry…assignments ke chakkar me thoda busy tha..
Kavin: haan pata hai…main bhi padhaai kar raha tha..aur kya chal raha hai class me?
Dushyant: Main notes laaya hoon..yeh le…sorry yaar..maine teacher se tere journals maange..magar diye nahi unhone..
Kavin: notes mere paas hai..Purvi ne diye..aur journals bhi..
Dushyant (shocked): ms Singhania ne tujhe notes diye? Bhai..ek baar check kar le..kya pata kya likha ho…
They both compare notes and realise she has prepared them better than Dushyant..
Dushyant: unbelievable! I am sure yeh kisi aur se likhwaaya hai usne..aur mujhe to sir ne manaa kiya teri journals lene se..isse kaise mil gaya? Yehi fayda hai..khud ke college hone kaa…saare rules break karo..
Kavin: ek baat bataa…yeh class attend kar rahi hai kya? Journals me calculations check kiye maine..sab theekh hi hai..
Dushyant: waise..class toh aati hai…thodi badli badli si hai…sab ko dekhke smile karti hai..teachers ke saath bhi respectfully baat karti hai…kuch toh badal gaya hai..
Kavin: achi baat hai naa…waise itni buri nahi hai who…hamare ghar aayi thi..Maa se toh ache se baat kar rahi thi..aur Ishita ke saath bhi dosti kar li..
Dushyant (looking here and there): waise…Ishita dikhayi nahi de rahi?
Kavin: Purvi ke chakkar me papa ne punish kiya hai ek hafte ke liye..apne kamre me hai..
Ishita Room
She is lying on her bed and chatting with – Saahil, who has managed to get her number somehow.
Saahil (message): I am sorry..Purvi ke wajah se tumhe khaamkhaa punishment mili..
Ishita: Its okay…2-3 din ki hi toh baat hai..
Saahil: waise…I have to thank Purvi…aaj uske wajah se tumhare saath friendship huyi meri..agar uss din who introduce nahi karaati toh I would have missed the introduction of the cutest girl in town!
Ishita (blushes): Itni bhi cute nahi hoon main..
Saahil: tum khud nahi jaanti tum kitni beautiful ho…I hope we meet soon..just to hang out..
Ishita (scared): Hang out? As in?
Saahil: hey relax…I have a fun group of friends ..girls and guys…toh unn sabke saath…aur kuch nahi…
Ishita: yeah…why not…
Dushyant (opening ishita's room): Ishitaaa…kaisi ho? bore ho rahi ho?
Ishita (turning back): Dushyant? tum..yahan?
Dushyant: Haan..woh Kavin se pata chala..sorry yaar..Ms Singhania ke wajah se tujhe bekaar me uncle se daat padi aur punishment bhi..
Ishita: its okay…main thodi busy hoon..
Dushyant (face fall): ohh…okay..main bass Hi bolne aaya tha…acha tumhara punishment kab khatam hoga..
Ishita (texting): Friday ko..
Dushyant (happy): Okay..great! toh phir aaogi Café Bar me ? shaam ko? I will wait…
Ishita (busy with mobile): Hmm
Kavin (from drawing room): Dushyant ! kahan reh gaya…..tujhe who kitaab miliii mere room se?
Dushyant (leaving Ishita room): Haan…2 min..aaya…
Friday, evening
Purvi is packing some things in a huge bag. Gracy comes and sees her looking all happy.
Gracy: arre waah..itne saare gifts? Kiski party hai baby?
Purvi: aaj ishita ka punishment khatam ho raha hai.. socha usse surprise karoon..aur Kavin ke per ka plaster bhi utar gaya…who Monday se college aa sakta hai..kitni achi baat hai naa…
Gracy: Itne saare gifts?
Purvi: hmmm..sirf Ishita ko kuch doongi toh acha nahi lagega naa..isliye yeh sab..Bye Gracy Maa…main Kavin ke ghar jaa rahi hoon..
Gracy: magar uske papa?
Purvi: Don't worry…main jaldi aa jaoongi..
She happily goes to Kavin's house and rings the bell. After some time, Kavin opens the door. Purvi is happy to see him without plasters and his crutches.
Purvi: Hi Kavin
Kavin: HI…tum yahan? Iss waqt?
Purvi (looking inside): Ishita nahi hai?
Kavin: Ishita bahar gayi hai..
Purvi: Ohh..aur aunty?
Kavin: maa Mandir gayi hai..main akela hoon…
Purvi: Ohh..andar aane nahi kahoge? Kavin is still standing and thinking..
Purvi: mere haath dard kar rahe hai..kya main yeh bag andar rakh sakti hoon please..
Kavin allows her inside. She picks the heavy bag and places it on the sofa.
Kavin: Kyun aayi ho yahan?
Purvi: arree..hum friends hai naa..toh main tumhara haal poochne aa gayi..I am so happy tum theekh ho gaye…really…
Kavin: Thank you…
Purvi: Mujhe Ishita ko ek surprise dena hai…main uske liye kuch laayi hoon…uske cupboard me rakh doon..she picks up a heavy gift wrapped box and rushes to ishita's room.
She opens her cupboard and places the gift behind her clothes. She turns and sees Kavin at the door looking irritated.
Kavin: Purviii..yeh sab kya hai? Kya hai uss box me?
Purvi: Relax Kavin..koi bomb nahi hai…ishita ke liye maine Paris se kuch cosmetics aur dress mangaayi thi..bas wahi hai..yahan aaao..main aunty ke liye bhi kuch laayi hoon..
She runs out excitedly. She picks a packet..
Purvi (excitedly): pata hai isme kya hai? Ohh..main bhi kitni buddhu hoon…tumhe kaise pata hoga..aunty ko abhi batana nahi..magar yeh Istanbul se hand embroidered table cloth hai…I felt this would be perfect gift for her…
She removes it and puts it on their dining table, removing the old-stained cloth..
Purvi (smiling, happy): Wow ! this looks fabulous…what say Kavin?
Kavin: Purviii…he draws a sharp breath..
Purvi: Kya hua? itne gusse me kyun ho? Ohhhh samajh gayi…sab ke liye gifts le aayi…tum soch rahe ho..tumhare liye khaali haath aayi hoon…aisa ho sakta hai kya?
She removes a box and hands to Kavin. She is excited to see his reaction.
Purvi: tum excited nahi ho? Main toh ruki hoon tumhare expressions dekhne..kholo kholo..
Kavin rips the paper with force and opens the box. He picks up the expensive gold plated photo frame.
Purvi: Tumhare kamre me…who photo hai naa..jisme tum bike ke saath khade ho..uska glass crack ho gaya hai..aur side se frame toota bhi hai…maine socha…tumhari photo isme bahut achi rahegi…kaisa laga?
Kavin looks at her sharply and in one swift motion, throws the frame away. It hits a wall and the glass cracks.
Purvi (shock): Yeh kya kiyaa Kavin? What kind of behavior is this?
Kavin: yehi main poochna chahta hoon…Ms Purvi Singhania…Purvi's eyes widen in shock! Kavin was the first person to call her Purvi..but now he is also addressing her as Ms Singhania..
Purvi (small voice, shocked): Ms…Singhania?
Kavin: Haan…tum Ms Singhania hi ho…galti meri thi..mujhe laga tha maine Purvi se dosti ki hai..magar tum kabhi Purvi ban hi nahi sakti..tum hamesha Ms Singhania hi rahogi..ek ameer baap ki bigdi huyi beti….jisse dosti, family, values ki koi kadar nahi…tumhare liye sab kuch paisa hi hai…Arre Ishita ne tumhe bahen maana…tum jaanti bhi ho badi bahen ke responsibilities kya hai? Sirf gifts dena hi nahi…apni choti bahen ka khayal rakhna, uski safety ke baare me sochna…tumhare wajah se usse be wajah punishment mili..tumhe laga uska sorry yeh mehenge cosmetics se karogi?
Purvi looks at him with a shock!
Kavin: Istanbul se table cloth laayi ho? Arre meri Maa ne kitne pyaar se who embroidery ki hai…kitne saalon se who table cloth hamare ghar me hai…kitni saare yaaden judi hai…Ms Singhania..middle class gharo me cheezon ko yuhi phek nahi dete…hamare yaadon ka hissa hai woh !
Purvi (tears): Kavin..main toh bass..
Kavin: main toh bass tumhe chidhaa rahi thi..yehi kahogi naa? Tum mere kamre me jiss photo fram eko badalne ki baat kar rahi ho…wahan ke ek ek photo ki frame papa ne rakhi hai…haan manta hoon hamare photos local jagahon ke hai…tumhare ghar pe honge bade bade frames…ache ache jagahon ke – London, Paris, new york….but you know what..yeh memories bahut precious hai…
Purvi: Kavin..please…maine aisa kuch nahi socha…we are friends right? I …I am sorry…
Kavin: shut up…Don't call me your friend…mere liye tumhari friendship ussi din khatam ho gayi jab Papa ne bataya…tumne kaise mere accident ka sauda kiya….woh cheque dekar..
Purvi: who maine nahi…mere lawyer..
Kavin: Enough! Leave…Miss Singhania…leave my house..now…it was nice knowing you..
Purvi is walking slowly out of the house..his words buzzing in her head.
Kavin: ek min….Purvi stops.
Kavin: apne keemti tohfe yahan se leke jaao…he hands over all the gifts to her. Purvi takes them and walks out of his house …
Midnight, knock on Kavin's house..
kavinF: Ms Gracy, aap?
Gracy (worried): Mr Raina..I am very sorry…aapko iss time disturb kar rahi hoon..but…
Kavin (rubbing eyes): kaun hai Papa..Ohhh…Ms Gracy aap?
Gracy (coming inside): Kavin…baby abhi tak ghar nahi aayi…aap logon ko pata hai who kahan hai?
Kavin (shocked): Nahi…I don't know..
KavinF: aap Kavin se kyun pooch rahi hai…
Gracy: Mr Raina..baby ne shaam ko kaha thaa..woh aapke ghar jaa rahi hai…who apna phone nahi uthaa rahi hai…I am worried…please..help me…
KavinF: police ko inform kare?
Gracy: No..No please…abhi nahi….madam ko pata chala..toh..maine ghar par bhi kisi ko kuch nahi bataya..
KavinF: okay..main chalta hoon..
Kavin (feeling bad): papa..aap itni raat ko…main…main jaata hoon…chaliye Ms Gracy…
Where is Purvi? What will happen next? keep reading
Thank you all readers and reviewers..my last chapter received more than 50 reviews ! Seriously overwhelmed with the love...keepreading and reviewing the story..hope I fulfill your expectations...
Some friends have asked about KaVi moments - believe me..there will be ..but only in the forthcoming chapters...Till then keep reading...
Also, tomorrow mostly I will update 'My Hero' story..sorry for the delay..Bye
