Heyya guys ! I'm back again with the third installment of this series. Here's my thank you list. And mind it , it's always going to long. Because yaar reviewers bohot Mayne rakhte hai mere liye. Because na Kaisa hai agar samne wale ne itta sa bhi kisi writer ko appreciate kiya na...meri baat ka vishwas karo Pura din ban jata hai... So thank you so so much guys.
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CHAPTER 3 : TERI HIFAJAT, MERI PARWAH
" Bablu.. Bablu...Chal breakfast lagade beta mera !" Daya said as he walked down the stairs in his house. This house was quite large. As Daya entered the living room , he looked around and spotted the newspaper neatly kept where it should be. Daya picked it up and started proceeding towards his dining table. Daya's house was a well maintained one. It was almost monochrome in color palette. Grays , Black and whitish silver. " Ye lo bhaiyya ! Aapka Nashta !" Bablu said keeping the tray in front Daya. The furniture had a simplicity and its own flare and that too at once. The furniture was inviting in giving space for feet and air to dance. The hall had a large window that overlooked to the outside front yard that had well maintained lawn. The window almost occupied the complete wall and besides it was a recliner chair that was Daya's favorite place to sit. He often used to sit here or in the balcony that was attached to his room. His second favourite spot. One more striking feature of the house was a considerably big stand for news papers. Each day , Daya received almost 7 newspapers. He wasn't an avid reader of books but he liked to keep himself updated with all the current affairs. He was so into that.
Daya looked at his breakfast tray. And it looked tasty and healthy. A medium sized bowl of salad that contained some greens and veggies like sundried tomatoes, mushrooms and some croutons for the necessary carbs. Besides the bowl of salad lied a plate that consisted of a sunny side up simply sprinkled with salt and black pepper and it was finally accompanied with a tall glass of soy milk. Daya's face beamed with satisfaction after looking at this breakfast. " Waah bablu.. Iss Kehte hai breakfast !" Daya said to his servant as he remembered his yesterday's unhealthy meal.
Daya then added some olive oil and some dressing on the salad and mixed it with fork. With one eye on the news paper and other on his breakfast, he was following his regular routine. " Bablu...study me 2 laal color ke files rakhe hai. Woh jara leke yaha rakh dena beta !" Daya said after about 5 mins. He needed to take them to work. " Jee bhaiiya" The servant said and left whatever he was doing to retrieve the files.
Daya was enjoying his healthy breakfast without any interruption. He liked the crispness of iceberg lettuce and of course some change of taste provided by the slightly roasted croutons seasoned with black sesame. And what to say about eggs , they were his ultimate favourite. He was thinking about his choices when suddenly Shreya crossed his mind. And when Shreya crossed his mind , Daya dropped his spoon in the bowl. Suddenly his chewing motions became slow as if he was thinking something. His trance was broken when he saw Bablu keeping his two files in front of him. Bablu then again proceeded towards his work when he was stopped by Daya calling him.
" Bablu ! Suno ek dost hai. Thoda Pair ko laga hai usko. Usko kuch nashte me banke breakfast pohocha doge ?" Daya asked. Dost matlab , he was referring to Shreya. " Ye bhi koi puchne wali baat hai bhaiiya ! Aap baa address likh ke de do. Me Abhi pohocha ke aya ! Salad toh hai hi tayar. 2 boiled eggs bhi de deta hoon !" Bablu said as he again proceeded towards kitchen. It was a normal breakfast but then Daya imagined Shreya eating the salad like things. And sure her face wasn't the happiest. He smiled internally a little and stopped Bablu. " Nahi.. salad nahi...woh ye sab use pasand nahi ata. Kuch aur bana de !" Daya said again returning to his news paper.
" Thik hai. Me pohe ya upma bana deta hoon !" Bablu said. Daya again thought about this menu.
Yeh bhi kaha pasand ayega use ~ Daya said to himself.
" Nahi kuch aur !" Daya again said to Bablu. " Aur kya batau bhaiiya. Aap hi batayyie !" The servant replied as he couldn't think of any other options. Daya rubbed his eyes thinking. " Ek kaam kar , ghee yaa makkhan me lipte hue aloo ke parathe bana de !" Daya said. And then his eyes fell on small butter boxes that were kept on the dining table. He picked up 4-5 of them and handed it to the cook. " Aur sath me ye bhi de dena !" Daya said getting up drinking the last sip of his soy milk.
" Breakfast ke liye hi itta sochna pad raha hai..toh rishta jab age badhiya tab kya hi hoga !" Daya said to himself as he took off for work.
But then suddenly when he shut the main door behind him, he stopped dead in tracks.
Yeh kya Keh gaya tu. Rishta jab age badhega tab ?? Yaane tu Iss umeed me baitha hai ki rishta age jayga..
Daya rubbed his both hands on his face in utter disbelief. And then as soon as his eyes got closed by this action , only one face came in front of his eyes.
SHREYA...
Her shy nature aur kabhi kabhi nakchida hona...jhooth bolke pub ki jagah pani puri khane jana...Gunde piche pad gye toh uska mujhe Halkese pakadne...
The way Shreya had held onto Daya's shirt yesterday because she was scared of the two guys...Daya just couldn't take out that moment from his mind the whole night...
Just as if she had found a safety besides him...
Daya just gave a silent smile remembering all this. Maybe...maybe.. he had started thinking about Shreya a little more...
A little blush was seen on his face as he stood there infornt of the door.
Kya kar raha hai Daya...Kaha fas raha hai...Kaam pe lago chupchap...
Daya said to himself and walked towards his car.
( CID Bureau )
Today thankfully no major crime was reported. But for Daya and Abhijeet this accounted for a boring day. Cause not on field meant completing file work by seating in the office.
Daya was onto his own when he found some difficulty in writing something. So where to turn when something of this kind arises. Of course Abhijeet..
Yaar Abhi, Me tere bina kya karta...
Daya looked around but didn't find Abhijeet sitting in his place. He then looked further and found him at the library. He was looking through some old files. Daya got up from his place and went towards him. " Yaar Abhi, jara ye dekho !" Daya said and showed him his file for doubt.
" Ye case me toh mujrim ne gunha Kabul karne ke baad khudko goli maar li thi ! Toh how do we write it and close this case ?" Daya asked.
Abhijeet told him whatever needed to be done. And Daya understood. They were both talking when suddenly ACP sir came out his cabin and said to Abhijeet that he is required in the Head office. "Ek din Khali baithna bhi Dekha nahi jata logose !" Abhijeet said forcefully shutting down the file. This triggered a laugh between Daya and other colleagues. " Haslo Haslo. Meri jagah jab tum log aaogee na tab rona fir !" Abhijeet said angrily and the left for his job.
( Early Evening)
Daya finally closed the last file he was working on. He inhaled deeply and exhaled out tiredness. He had a lot of filing to do today. So much that he didn't even put his head up after lunch time. Daya relaxed his head on the head rest and look behind the window. The sun had started to go down. And the blue skies were changing hues from sky blue to mix of orange and violet. Daya closed his eyes to relax a little bit.
Wohi barish me bheegi ladki , uska barish ke wajahse chid chida pan,...Uska thand ki wajase halkese kaapna...aur bijli ki awaj se thodasa ghabra jana...dikhayengi nahi ghabrayi hai krke...par samjha jata hai mujhe...
" Daya ?" He heard someone say that pulled him out of him dreams. He immediately turned his chair to front and said , " Haa Shreya bolo !". This caused Tarika to laugh aloud. Daya stick out his tongue and was totally blushing when be realized he had just spoken his mind.
Kya ho raha hai yaar ye...
Daya tried to cover the topic and said , " Haan bolo Tarika ? Kya baat hai ?". But Tarika had found a perfect little spot to tease him. And she wasn't going to let that go. " Narajgi dur ho gyi lagta Shreya ki !" She said playfully. " Are kaheki narajgi dur ! Me bataunga Tumhe sab. Pehle ye batao ki kya kaam tha !' Daya asked. " Are Haa! Woh me bol rahi thi ki Abhi ka call aya tha. Usse headquarters se ane ko kafi time lag jayga. Toh kya tum drop kar doge mujhe ?" Tarika said. Daya just smiled and said , " Haa bilkul. Koi Problem nahi ! Waise bhi mera kaam ho hi gaya hai ! Chalo nikalte hai !" Daya said. Both of them proceeded towards the car after wrapping things up.
( In the car )
Tarika laughed as Daya told her each and every thing that occurred last night. " Manna padega ekdum filmo wali story hai !" Tarika said. " Gunde heroine ke piche hai. Hero Gundo ki pitai krta hai !" Tarika continued joining the links. Even Daya laughed a little on the insides. " Haa toh heroine hi Aise dramebaaz utha ke liye hai !" Daya said as he applied the break. " Lo agya tumhara ghar !" Daya said finally.
Suddenly there was this complete silence in the car. Even Tarika wasn't saying anything and not also Daya. Daya then raised his eyebrows and said , " Kya hua ?". Tarika with very serious face looked towards him and said , " Daya tum mante ko Shreya tumhare film ki heroine hai?". And now it dawned upon Daya what he had said accidentally. His breathing became rapid. " Woh toh me bas yuhi..." Daya said looking down and avoiding an eye contact with Tarika. " Kya ho raha hai Daya ?" Tarika again asked very lovingly. Daya didn't want to discuss this topic now. So he just took a deep breathe and said , " Kuch nahi Tarika, kafi Raat ho gyi hai. Mujhe nikalna chahiye!" Daya completely shutting down the topic.
Tarika immediately realized that Daya needed some alone time. So she just turned around and said , " Koi baat nahi. Me nikalti hoon. Kal milte hai !". But as Tarika was about to open the door, Daya stopped her. " Tarika ?" Daya said. A little smile crept on Tarika's face and she now knew what was coming.
Daya again took a deep breathe and said , " Tarika...!" Daya said again. Tarika understood that maybe he was having difficulty in framing what he wanted to say. So Tarika just appreciated the silence and gave him required amout of space. After sometime when finally Daya had something to say, she heard his voice again. " Tarika...baar baar Shreya kyu akho ke samne aa rahi hai ? Baar baar dimag me uska hi kyu naam rehta hai !" Daya finally asked. Tarika was literally enveloped with joy. " Kya kare bhai...aapki nazar hi kuch Aise mili hai unse ki sab najarandaaj ho gye !" Tarika said in a very poetic manner. " Tarika ...Me seriously puch raha hoon !" Daya then again asked. Now Tarika also became serious. " Daya tum Uske pyar me gir rahe ho !" Tarika said with a serious tone but also at the same time with utmost calmness on her face. Because she didn't want to scare or overwhelm Daya with whatever was happening. " Aur tumhari akho me mujhe ye Kal hi dikh gaya tha ! Baat bas ye hai ki jo mujhe aur Abhijeet ko Kal dikha...woh aaj Tumhe dikh raha hai !" Tarika said again completing her words.
" Tarika...kal mujhe Shreya se milke ek din bhi nahi hua tha...Aur Tumhe meri akho me Uske liye pyar bhi dikh gaya ??" Daya asked and again laughed loudly. " Wohi toh Daya , Tumhe kisi ladki se mile hue 1 din bhi nahi hua tha Kal aur Kal 2 ghante tumne Sirf uske barime baat ki !" Tarika said making Daya realize this thing more and more. Daya again became silent as more and more realizations were pouring onto him.
Daya just smiled and said , " Tarika infatuation bhi toh ho sakta hai. Tumhe nahi lagta filhaal ke liye pyar bohot strong word hai !" Daya said this to defend himself. Tarika again smiled and said , " Achcha mujhe batao aaj subah tum Uske barime kya soch rahe the ?" By looking at Tarika's face it could be clearly made out that she had an answer for this too. " Bas yahi ki pair me chot ayi hai toh khana wagre kaise...wohi sab...!" Daya said very casually because that was only going on in his mind in the morning. " Yahi toh me bol rahi hoon na Daya. Sirf infatuation me log parwah nahi krte. Choti choti chizon ki Parwah krna yahi toh pyar ka pehla kadam hai !"
Daya had literally started sweating at this new realization. Tarika then lovingly said, " Daya ek dost ya collegue ko chodke kuch bhabhi ki haisiyat se bolne doge mujhe ?" Daya then looked at her and said , " Kya baat kar rahi toh Tarika , Pura haq hai tumhara mujh par !" Tarika became relieved and said , " Ise ek relationship advice samajh lo bas. Dekho pyar hona koi gunha nahi hai , khushi ki baat hai. Toh na tum pyar ke naam se Dara na karo. Kya pata tumse jyada Shreya Dari ho ?"
" Tarika...mujhe toh ye bhi nahi pata ki is mamle me Shreya kya sochti hai aur Tumhe iska bhi andaja agya ki Shreya bhi Dari hai krke ?" Daya asked very frankly. " Daya , koi agar darne pe Tumhe itna tightly pakad raha hai toh Uske bhi dil me kahi na kahi yahi feelings hongi. Farak itta hai ki tumhare liye Pyar Parwah hai air Uske liye hifajat. Bas aisa hai ki tumhari tarah use bhi samajh nahi aa raha honga. Aur tumhare pass baat krne ke liye Abhi hai, me hoon. Kya pata Uske pass koi bhi na ho ?" Tarika said. The love and concern for her friend Daya was clearly visible in her eyes.
Daya was now so lost in his own. He still had many questions to ask but then again he didn't know how to ask. But Tarika being Tarika , she again figured out very easily what was Daya thinking. " Achcha chodo. Tumhe mere aur Abhijeet ke barime ek baat btati hoon. Bas ye baat Abhijeet ko mat btana !" Tarika said biting her tongue. Daya smiled and said , " Matlab ?". Tarika then rubbed her palms a little bit and said, " Har kisiko feelings , emotions inko kaise handle krtr hai nahi pata. Kyu ki woh khud apne feelings ke sath comfortable nahi hote. Abhi Shadi se pehle mere se jyada Abhijeet Tumne Dekha hai. Yaad hai Kaisa khadus tha woh. Na kabhi chehra pe khushi and gham. Bas ek brigadier Saman chehra leke baithta tha." Tarika then took a long pause and said , " Daya ye kehna galat nahi hoga ki Abhijeet ko uske ek shell bahar nikala hai maine." Tarika said.
" Yeh baat toh sahi hai. Pehle ka Abhi aur Ab in dono me toh bohot farak hai. Par tum kehna kya chahti ho ye nahi samjha me !" Daya asked. " Daya jab tum kisi relationship ke barime sochte ho toh Tumhe iska andaja hona chahiye ki kaun kitna shy hai. Jitta tum mujhe batate ho ki Shreya thodi Dari si rehti hai thodi sehmi si rehti hai..." Tarika again took a long pause and said, " Me bas itna kehna chahungi Daya ki maybe you would have to be the dominant one in this relation. Shyd most of the times pehla kadam Tumhe uthana pade. Pehle khud in sab chizo me comfortable ho jao and then ease her into this. Uske liye shyd ye pyar wagre ye sab bohot nayi chize hogi. Aur agar Tumhe Kal tumhare age gap ka tension aa raha tha toh uske barime sochna. Dono me toh choti woh hai. Use kitna sochna padta hoga. Kya pata shyd Tumhe use apne shell ki bahar nikalne ki jarurat hai !"
" Jake mil ke kyu nahi ate usse ekbaar. Waise bhi Kal maafi maagne gye the. Woh toh hua hi nahi !" Tarika said and saying this she finally took Daya's leave.
This conversation was totally an eye opener for Daya. Maybe he was really blessed to have Abhi and Tarika in his life.
( Shreya's Apartment )
Daya was sitting in his car in the parking lot.
Tumhare kehne par yaha aa toh gaya hoon Tarika. Pata nahi kya karunga...Kya bolunga...
Daya said to himself as he got out of his car. He then took the elevator and within minutes was standing in front of Shreya's main door. He was still thinking about pushing the door bell. His stomach was in knots about that. But believing in leap of faith he pushed it. He knew that Shreya would take time to open the door because it would be very difficult for her to walk from bedroom to main door. So Daya just stood there taking deep breathes. But now he was hearing kaki's voice from inside. " Aa rahi hoon baba. Aa rahi hoon !" He just heard.
Are yaar.. kaki kaha se agyi yaha...inke samne yaha aya toh kuch aur na sochle...Patli gali se nikal le Daya. Teri toh khair nahi...
But it was as if Destiny was playing a role unite these two.
Kehte hai na ki agar tum kisi chiz ko dil se Chaho to sari kaynaat use tumse milane me lag jati hai...Shyd Daya bohot hi dil se Shreya ko Chahne lage the...
Daya was just about to leave when the door opened. " Are Daya tu ?" She said being a little surprised. "Um..Um...!" Daya said. He had no words. " Haa me woh bas...!" He said finally. " Achcha hua agya tu. Chal aja andar !" Kaki said literally dragging him inside.
Fas gaye boss...
Here, Shreya was sitting on the couch with her leg still elevated. When she saw Daya being dragged inside by kaki. With a great difficulty she straightened herself to appear presentable. She had the TV remote in one hand and in other hand there was some plate that contained some food. Perhaps she was having dinner. " Ye ladki toh bilkul nasamajh hai. Tu bhi aise hi nikla. Uske pair me itta dard tha tune mujhe btaya kyu nahi. Me doctor ke pass leke Ja sakti thi."
Lag gyi ..lag gyi mere sath sath Daya ki bhi class lag gyi...
" Maine toh pucha tha..." Daya said as he was trying to cover himself. Of course he had asked if he needed to take Shreya to the hospital. But even before Daya could complete the sentence, Shreya widened her eyes at Daya asking him to stop. " Kya pucha tha ?" Kaki asked.
Ab kya kare ? Daya thought...
" Kaki yaar me bhi toh doctor hoon. Mujhe nahi samajhta kya ?" Shreya said like a rebellious child. " Haa pata hai kitta samajhta hai tujhe toh !" Kaki said looking angrily towards Shreya.
Daya immediately knew that the atmosphere was tight here today. So to lighten the mood he immediately said, " Kya ban raha hai khane me ? Bohot bhuk lagi hai !" Daya said. " Haa Chal hath muh dho le. Tu bhi khana kha le !" Kaki said as she got immediately distracted. She then went into kitchen to do the needful. Shreya then just mouth thank you to Daya. At least for the time being kaki's focus was shifted from her. Daya just smiled knowing that he and Shreya were at least on talking basis.
Daya washed his hands and sat on the small coffee table to have his dinner. Shreya had just finished her dinner and was satisfied after having a motherly meal. She switched off the TV and then looked towards Daya who was just waiting for his meal.
Daya was wearing a light blue colored jeans coupled with navy blue stripped cargo shirt. He had this sharp features. And his body language radiated confidence. His physique defined strength. He could end any life within seconds if he wanted to. But he chose to be gentle. And since the last 24 hours, Shreya knew that he was caring too.
Thodasa kit kit karta hai...par Shyd kaki kehti hai toh itta bhi bura nahi hoga...
Shreya decided to end her staring game. She needed to wash her hands and get rid of the soiled plate. Very carefully her injured leg with a hand she was able to place it on the floor. With the help of arm rest she got herself up on one leg but boy the sink looked like it was miles away from where she was sitting. But she decided to give it a chance anyway. She picked up her plate and was about to take her first step.
Ting ting...not a good idea Shreya.
Shreya was about to lose her balance completely but then she again felt a strong hand keeping her steady. Daya carefully held her by the waist and saved her from Falling again. With other hand he took the plate from her hand. Shreya felt really really embarrassed now. She didn't need anyone uptill now for her daily chorus. Daya immediately understood Shreya's emotion and before she could say anything, he said ," Its okay ! Kaha jana hai ? Bedroom ?". Shreya was shocked.
Yaar isko kaise kya pata Chal jata hai ki mere mann me kya hai?
"..Umm...Woh sink ke pass. Hath dhone the !" Shreya said feeling really helpless at that point. Daya nodded and then helped her to walk. As soon as they reached the sink, Daya started the tap.
Mann this is the limit of being useless. Shreya thought to herself.
Daya was looking at her through out and just reading her expressions.
Dusro ko madat mangne se pehle kitna sochti ho Shreya...Daya said to himself.
Maybe Tarika was right afterall. Har kisiko Abhi aur Uske Jaise dost nahi milte. " Waise tum Abhi bhi chaho toh hum Kal doctor ke pass jaa sakte hai !" Daya said. The voice now a days would said shivers down her spine. Shreya was shocked and suddenly looked upwards at Daya. " Matlab ? Mujhe nahi jana filhaal. Ho jayga thik. Don't worry !" Shreya said.
Daya smiled a little inside. " Jana nahi hai aur Jane ki jarurat nahi ! In dono me bohot fark hota hai Shreya. Khair Akari decision Tumhara hai. Agar jana chahongi toh call kr dena !" Daya said. And that made Shreya blush.
Yaar ye blush kitna cute karti hai yaar...
And it was undeniable. More than beautiful, Shreya was kinda of lovable and cute. Her big big eyes when she gets surprised. She trying to cover up her mistake in front of Kaki although horribly. It was all very adorable to Daya.
" Kaha baithogi ? Couch pe ya bedroom me chod du ?" Daya asked changing the topic. " Bedroom !" Shreya said in a sweetest voice. And then Daya helped there too. Daya helped her sit on comfortably on the bed and arranged the pillows to help her keep the leg elevated.
" I'm sorry ! Mujhe itni takleef nahi deni thi kisiko !" Shreya said and Daya just smiled after that. " Daya ! Khana kha lo beta !" He heard Kaki's voice after that. And that's how today's conversation of Shreya and Daya ended.
Shreya was feeling butterflies in her stomach. No man had ever came this close to her. And no man had ever understood her like this before. Was it true or was it too good to be true ?
" Kaha the ?" Kaki asked as she poured hot Dal in Daya's bowl. " Tumhari Ladli ko bed tak chod raha tha ! Akele jane deta toh dusra bhi pair tod deti !" Daya said making Kaki laugh a little. " Waise. Aisa lagra ki dosti ho gyi tumhare bich!" Kaki said as she was secretly watching all that was happening. Daya smiled a little and then from far only peeped inside the bedroom a little. " Kya hua ?" Kaki asked.
" Naraj hai mujhse !" Daya said a little frowning. Maybe this was only the reason that when Daya had asked her twice about the hospital thing she had blatantly replied as no. " Aisa kya ho gya par ?" Kaki asked very curiously. Daya just smiled and remembered that morning. " Ho gaya tha kuch !" He just said showing no interest to drag that thing. " Waise ek baat bata kaki !" Daya said taking a handful of bite of roti sabji. " Yeh Shreya ki jo baate tu mujhse krti rehti hai. Kya meri baate tu Uske sath krti hai ?" Daya asked.
" Tere jitta samajhdaar hai koi Iss duniya me ! Aur agar tu samajh gya toh tu use bhi samjha dega ! Mujhe Yakeen hai !" Kaki said. " Hmm !" Daya said. " Waise !!! Akele akele rehti hai jyada tar ! Shant hai ekdum ! Thodi gussel bhi hai. Kisise madat mangne ko toh itta sharmati hai ki Jaise samne wale ki kidney hi mang li ho." Daya said referring to Shreya. " Tu bhi kaunsa badbola hai ? Bate 100 krega Lekin dil ki baat muh pe ane nahi dega !" Kaki said. " Shreya pehchan legi par !" Kaki said again. Daya just smiled. He already knew that she read his mind like no other. " Waise tujhe pata hai jo log gussa krte hai..woh log sachche hote hai. Wanna humesha muskurane wale toh jhute hi nikalte hai !" Kaki said.
" Woh meri mother India , Ek mauka nahi chodti tu uski side leneka !" Daya said jokingly. " Meri beti hai hi aisi !" Kaki said. Kaki the again continued, " Haa Pyar, apnapan inn sabse barime nasamjh hai thodi. Par jab kisi koi chiz mili hi na ho zindagi..." Kaki then took a long pause and then said, " Ye mamle me , mere ullu ne kabhi savera nahi Dekha!"
" Thik hai kaki Ji. Dekhte hai age...Abhi ke liye chale ghar !" Daya said. To which Kaki replied affirmatively. " Waise tu ayi kaise yaha tak ?" Daya asked. " Auto se !" Kaki replied keeping the food in the refrigerator. "Me Shreya ko bta ke ata hoon ki hum nikal rahe krke !" Daya said and went towards bedroom. When he reached the bedroom to his surprise he found Shreya deep in sleep. A very heavy book was lying on the top of her. Daya carefully picked it up so that it shouldn't disturb her sleep. When he was about to keep the book on table, a few loose paper fell out of it. Daya picked all of them up. And too his surprise he found monthly school fess deposited for some kid in a school. And to his surprise the amount was signed by Shreya. Daya uptill now didn't know that Shreya was into charity but you learn new things everyday. He kept the book and papers securely on the table.
Daya was about to switch off the light when kaki stopped him. " Use andhere se darr lagta hai !" Kaki said. Daya just smiled and left the light on. Finally both of them left the apartment. As kaki was shutting the door , Daya jokingly asked. " Kaki, ek baat bata itti darpok hai teri Shreya, Meri bandook dekh ke tak behosh hi ho jaygi ye toh!"
Both of them laughed as they left for their homes...