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in party

belly was going on stage duo were near bar having soft drink..

daya - abhi janta ha belly yaha ka famous dance ha..

abhi - hmm..

daya looked at abhi his eyes were fixed on purvi..who was wearing red single dress and was standing with shreya..

daya - itna ghoor kya raha ha jo dil mein bol aa na..

abhi - kya bolu..

daya - i love u or kya..

abhi - areh wah tune mujhe i love u bola..

daya (irritated ) - tumhe nahi bola mein usse bolne ko keh raha hu

abhi - yarr hum dono mein sirf physical attraction ha..

daya - physical attraction nahi dil ka connection ha..

abhi - nahi yarr..mere dil mein esa kuch nahi ha..

daya think he call the waiter..and took the glass..and pass to abhi..

abhi - yeh kya..

daya - dil ke razz kholne ki dawai ha..

abhi - tu janta hai na mujhe chadh jati ha..

daya - areh thodi si le toh le phir jo dil mein ha sher ki tarha bolde..

abhi - mujhe thodi si bhi chadh jati ha..

daya - areh wo toh actor hai na..

abhi turned..his face daya mix drink in his soft drink..

abhi - mujhe toh koi actor nahi dikha..

daya - shayad wahem hoga..tu cold drink pi..

abhi drank first sip by sip and at last one instantly gulped..

abhi - one more..

daya smile..and indicated waiter to give drank..

daya - aram se pi..

abhi looked at dancer and then purvi

dancer were dancing on stage..ass the trumpet beat started..abhi broke the glass all looked at he went near the dancer..

daya (pov) - yeh toh ulta hogaya

abhi went near dancer and hold her hand..

abhi - Dil le dooba dooba mujhko arabic aankhon mein

he pulled dancer towards himself..

Aaj loota loota mujhko farebi baaton ne

Dil le dooba dooba mujhko arabic aankhon mein

Aaj loota loota mujhko farebi baaton ne

he started dancing with both dancer..romantically..

Khamkha sa seene mein

Pyar ke mahine mein

Ek hi ishare pe dil cheez tujhe dedi

he started his own style dancer copy that all were enjoyingdr.s - boss isse achanak kya hua..acp - daya ne kuch kiya hoga vo dekho kesse hass raha ha..

Dedi, dedi de cheez ye dedi

Dedi dedi dil cheez tujhe dedi

Dedi haan, dedi de cheez ye dedi

Dedi dedi dil cheez tujhe dedi

Dedi..

here purvi felt jelous she started going but someone hold her hand she turned..it was abhi who pulled her

abhi -Mashallah tarif e mashallah

Badi kambakht hai tu

Habibi mast hai tu

abhi slipped her finger on her face.

Wallah wallah adaaye wallah wallah

Badi hi sakht hai tu

Habibi mast hai tu.

he started dancing

Baar baar jo dekha do dafaa na socha

Ek hi ishare pe dil cheez tujhe de di

Dedi, dedi de cheez ye dedi

Dedi dedi dil cheez tujhe dedi

Dedi haan, dedi de cheez ye dedi

Dedi dedi dil cheez tujhe dedi

Dedi..

abhi looked at her eyes...

Zarra zaraa kahe ye zarra zarra

Teri gustakh aankhein

Kare bebaak baatein

he adjust her hairs behind her ears

Parda parda hatta le parda parda

Husn ke chand dekhe

Kayi armaan leke

purvi shly started going but he pulled..

Rubaru jo tu aayi

Dhadkan na sambhal payi

Ek hi ishare pe

Dil cheez tujhe de di

both had and eye lock and fix there fingers..in each other hand..

Dedi, dedi de cheez ye dedi

Dedi dedi dil cheez tujhe dedi

Dedi haan, dedi de cheez ye dedi

Dedi dedi dil cheez tujhe dedi

Dedi..

in plane

pankaj was sleeping

duo side..

abhi was resting his head back...

abhi - ahh ..

daya - kya hua boss zayada dard ha...

abhi - chup kar samjha yeh sab tere karan hua ha..

daya -a reh wah sharab ke do glass tumne piya or karamat meri..kya insaf diya ha senior inspector abhijeet..

abhi - apni bakwass band kar nahi toh mujhse bura koi nahi hoga..smajha..uff yeh sir dard...

oldie duo..

dr.s - boss mein kya kehta hu daya or shreya ki shaadi abhijeet or purvi ke sath hi kardete ha..

acp - areh lekin itni jaldi kese kare ge...purvi ke maa - bapp se baat kare ge..or sabse badi baat abhi tak abhijeet ne usse propose toh kiya nahi ha shaadi ke liye..

dr.s - vo toh ha..lekin ek baat ha tumhara beta ulta ha tumse..itna romantic nikla..

acp - usse sharab chad gayi thi iss nikla..

dr.s - tu apne hi bete se jal raha pradyuman..

acp - abbe hatt

girls side..

shreya - wese tujhe toh party mein mazza aya na..

purvi - mazza areh mujhe toh sabse double mazza aya..

shreya - kyu na ae abhijeet sir ne khud tujhe dance ke liye invite kiya tha nashe mein..

purvi - ( shly )chahe nashe mein lekin kiya toh hai na...

shreya - oe hoe

shreya laugh...

purvi (serious ) - vese ek baat ha purvi iss puri chutiyo mein mera jaddu nahi chala matlab kahi na kahi egypt mein jadu ha..

shreya - yaad ha zafar ne kya kaha tha iss registan mein najane or kitne razz dafan ha..shayad unhi mein se koi razz ho tere is magic ke rukne ka..

purvi - sahi kaha..

shreya - or razz ko razz hi rehne de acha ha..

both smile..

soon plane landed in mumbai they got one cab..and one by one everyone started going to to there home last was daya and purvi..

daya got down..

daya - chalo yarr ghar toh pahunche..yarr purvi magic karke yeh laguage andar le jao na plz..

purvi - dekhti hu mera magic kaam karta ha ki nahi...

daya - ek or baat kahi esa na ho ki tu saman abhijeet ke ghar pahuncha dr ab..

purvi (irritated ) - koshish karugi..ko esa na ho..

daya - thik ha mein jab tak ander jata hu..

and he went near door...

daya - lock khula ha..

purvi - kya hua..

daya - ghar ka darwaza khula ha..

purvi - what!!..

daya indicated to be silent..he loaded the gun..and silently open the door..and came inside the hall someone came from behind and started hitting him with broom..daya shock and saw lady..

daya - areh yeh app kya kar rahi ha..

lady was continusly hitting him with broom

lady - kon ha bae tu..meri beti ke ghar chori kare ga..marja..kamine..chal nikal daffa ho..yaha se..

daya - aii...ahhh..

he started running him..lady also ran..

lady - ruk ja kaha bhagta ha chor kahi ke..

daya went out and closed the door lady started bangging the door ..

lady - hae oe rabba abbbe bewakoof hume humare ghar mein kaid karke chalgaya...

outside..

daya placed his back with door he was breathing heavly..he check the name plate..

daya - ghar toh mera ha phir yeh log..

purvi came near..

purvi - chor pakde..

daya - purvi ghar mein chor nahi attankwadi ha..

purvi - whatt !!

daya - ha abhi ko bula

purvi took out the phone..and dialled..

on otherside..

abhi was attaching his head with sofa and clossing his eyes...his phone rang he picked..

abhi (tiredly ) - hello..

purvi -(tensly ) abhijeet jaldi yaha ao..

abhi instantly got up..

abhi - kya hua tum thik ho..

purvi - humare ghar mein attankwadi ghus ae ha..

abhi - what !! mein abhi ata hu..

on otherside..

both sat on stairs..

suddenly vase came out from window..and broke teh glass...

lady - bewakoofo darwaza kholo humare ghar ka..

both gulped the fear..and looked at each other..

purvi - sachme khatarnaak ha..