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After growing up with two younger brothers, you think Jhanvi would be wise as to how to watch herself in the company of males wouldn't you? You'd assume that I wouldn't do anything to provoke an immature reaction. I thought so too. Since I knew they are nothing but very interesting team of Police having their wonderful time in an amusement park. Well you'd assume wrong. I'm such a dunce sometimes. Looking for a place to sit while Nakul annoyed the guys further, insisting that he needed 'spontaneous' photos of them having fun around the park, I choose to sit at a miniature version of a merry-go-round with little metal seats. Now was that a mistake. I didn't even notice Pankaj and Kavin creeping up.
Now I'm holding on for dear life as they run around, holding opposite ends of the contraption, spinning me in a dizzying and seemingly never ending circle. My knuckles were white as I gripped onto the rusty handles, trying to concentrate on three things; keeping my glasses on, keeping my breakfast down and most importantly, keeping my dignity.
I let out an involuntary scream which was immediately drowned out by the guys laughter, even Nakul, who was supposed to be on my team had joined in the teasing, and was even taking pictures. Pankaj, and also Kavin contrary to his photograph face, were grinning, the only faces not blurred as they moved at the same time as me, spinning me around faster and faster until I had no other option but to shut my eyes and pray that they would stop soon.
"CHOR DO MUJHE PLEASE!" I squealed for the umpteenth time. Peeking out though my right eye I saw a blurry Daya, Abhijeet, Fredy and Nakul, all bent double with laughter. They won't be laughing when I vomit. No, scratch that, I can't vomit in front of Daya. It's very much a turn off. Finally Nakul's voice piped up.
"Yaar maza to bhot hai Jhanvi ko satane me," interjected Nakul, "Par yar hume uski baat man leni chahiye, woh Vomit Queen hai humare group ki."
I would have to congratulate Nakul later on such a graceful choice of words with words like BC, MC, etc etc. Slowly, Pankaj and Kavin stopped their pushing and the little merry-go-round began to grind to a halt. I took in a deep breath, and uncurled my fingers. I wanted to get of the little craft before they decided that hurling Jhanvi would be funnier than not hurling Jhanvi. Shakily, I stepped off, hoping that I wouldn't be too dizzy.
"You alright?" called over Nakul as he and the others walked towards me, giggling at my cautious and dainty steps. Despite the incessant spinning I had been subjected to, I seemed to be alright.
But I had thought too soon. The earth shifted violently beneath me, or so it felt, and instinctively, I reached out to grab something before the ground came up to meet me. What I grabbed didn't seem to do the trick and the inevitable ensued. Twisting my body, so that I wouldn't smash my glasses, I landed on my back with a thud. Luckily the floor of the playground was made of soft wood chips and wasn't painful. However, the thing I had grabbed had landed on top of me and wasn't exactly made of cotton candy either. A winded grunt emitted from the thing I had grabbed.
Oh shit.
I flung back my eyelids to stare into a pair of very confused and surprised brown eyes. If I had thought I was dizzy before, I was so very wrong. Out of everyone there I had managed to grab Daya and was surprised how he couldn't balance it and was now lying on top of me, his face dangerously close to mine. I knew I had to be forward with him but this was pushing it a tad. A few painfully awkward seconds ticked past as we looked at each other. I was fully aware that everyone else's eyes were glued to us.
"Sir, ap log thik to hai na?" Asked someone.
"Shit, sorry," I blurted, "I didn't mean… Main… Ek minute."
That's when everyone else started to roar with laughter. A pink hue tainted Daya's cheeks, under the layer of dirt that was caused by the fall.
"Tum thik ho na? Kuch tuta to nehi na?" he asked shyly.
"Surprisingly, no!" I managed to laugh in reply, hoping to break the awkwardness between us. He chucked a little as he propped himself up and crawled backwards off me.
"Apne Daya sir ko gira diya...waah!" sighed Pankaj, as Daya got to his feet and dusted himself off before extending a hand to help me to my feet. I accepted and clambered to my feet. Daya shot Pankaj a sly grin and said, "Chup reh."
"Yar gir kese gaya, Jhanvi ji kitni patli hai" chipped in Abhijeet, "ACP Sir se baat krni paregi. Teri dieting thik nehi chal rhi hai!"
"ACP sir bhot khush nehi honge" retorted Pankaj.
Daya shrugged and grinned, "Chup raho yar! Had hoti hai! Me to use sambhal raha tha...main yar.."
"Ha ha hum samajh gaye. Hum bhot hoshiyar hai!," sighed Abhijeet wistfully which wiped the grin right off Daya face, making him take a step away from Abhijeet and closer to his Fredy.
I preened at myself, sweeping away all the little wood chips that had were still stuck to me. If I remembered correctly next on our itinerary was a trip to the coffee house. The nearest one was only a few blocks away so we made a decision to just walk. Daya said it might not be safe so requested for a taxi, but had been outvoted and had gone into a huff. He walked behind the group, running a brush though his hair to rid it off it's volume so that he could hide it under a hat. He then adorned a pair of overly large sunglasses, something that I noticed Abhijeet had also done. I felt a little sorry for them, having to at least attempt a disguise before they went out to face the general public. It had to get annoying after a while.
"I'm impressed," whispered Nakul as we walked along, leading the procession to the Coffee house.
"About what?" I asked, keeping my voice low.
"The stunt with Daya, it almost looked as though it was an accident!"
"Woh accident hi tha!," I said. He did a double take.
"Seriously?"
I nodded.
"Well then honey," he laughed, "It's a good thing you're accident prone then isn't it?"
I glowered. I wasn't accident prone. Okay, maybe I was a little.
The journey went passed in a blur. Daya had given up being moody at the back of the group and had managed to get into an argument with Abhijeet. From the snippets of conversation I could hear, it was over the last case they'd solved. One thing I learned from my eavesdropping was that both best friends were as stubborn as mules. I pity the rest of the team with them when they're on mission.
"Yar jo tu kahe, main to humesha galat hi hu na!," sighed Abhijeet eventually, signaling that he was sick of the fighting with his best friend.
Daya perked up, convinced that Abhijeet's refusal to continue the argument was in some way his victory.
"Main humesha sahi hota hu!" he concluded with a huff.
When we arrived at the Coffee house, we were thankful that it was almost empty. We lined up at the till and placed out orders. Abhijeet and Daya both ordered Cappuccino's, Nakul got a frappachino, Fredy went with a simple espresso and patty. Pankaj took a mochachino and Kavin had a latte. I as usual, had a Vanilla Latte. I lived off those things. Abhijeet and Daya then argued over who would pay, which I thought pretty stupid seeing as though a measly 2500 rupees or so wouldn't even go noticed on their credit card bills considering they had to be loaded. I'll add, to give them credit for their chivalry, they both wanted to pay.
We left them to it, in the hands of a baffled and slightly scared looking employee at the till, since he immediately recognised the team CID. We took a little corner of Coffee house to ourselves, moving big comfy chairs around a table so everyone would be seated together. When the best friends returned, Abhijeet's aura of 'smug' had increased tenfold; he had paid for the coffee.
A few minutes later a young and scatterbrained looking girl came over, carrying our drinks on a tray. As if the guys didn't need their ego boosted any more, she set the coffee down in such a way that she leaned over to the table and exposed her cleavage to Pankaj. Daya rolled his eyes very overdramatically as Pankaj proceeded to flirt a little with her.
The girl giggled – a lot – and was twirling her ponytail around her finger. Kavin was pulling faces at Pankaj behind her, crossing his eyes and poking out his tongue which made everyone, except Daya, Pankaj and the girl, crack up.
"Yar yeh sab drama humesha chalta rehta hai kya?" asked Nakul with a grimace.
"Tum soch bhi nehi sakte kya kya hota hai yaha," moaned Daya and Fredy simultaneously.
