" Rahul, Tum ne jo address diya tha hum waha aa chuke hai."

Kavin said as he along with Purvi stood in front of a typical Mumbai's building with that old yet beautiful infrastructure. Having three floors, it wasn't any block or tower. It was an old building where Kavin and Purvi had rented a room.

" Okay thanks, yaar. Chal ab main rakhta hu."

He turned to find his wife looking around pleasently, trying to intake as much as of the surroundings. He picked the bags and stood next to her.

" Kya dekh rahi ho?" He questioned, as they started heading towards the staircase.

" Yeh jagah kitni pyaari hai na? Humein yaha aaye hue das minute hi hue hai and it already feels like home. It's so warm." She explained.

" Well, you're right. Bas building purani hai thodi." Kavin stated.

" Purani hui toh kya hua? Aas paas ped kitne hai dekha hai. Aur neeche bacche khel rahe hai matlab zyada tar families rehte honge yaha. Isse perfect jagah aur koyi ho nahi sakti hamare liye."

Kavin couldn't disagree to her since all of her points were correct. They reached the second floor climbing up the typical wooden staircase being the trademark of old Bombay infrastructure. Thier room was on the most left corner of floor, which was locked.

" Rahul ne kaha tha saamne wale ghar se chaabi le lene ko." Kavin told his wife as she advanced to the room in front of theirs. She knocked on the closed door, seconds later an old woman appeared from behind the closed door.

"Jee?" The woman asked.

" Namste, Woh hum yaha rehne aaye hain. Kya aap ke paas chaabi hain? " Purvi asked, very politely.

" Oh haan haan. Chabi mere hi paas hai. Main laati hu, ek minute ruko."

The old lady smiled before going to fetch the keys, while the newly married couple waited outside, another lady came out of the room next to theirs followed by a man who was supposed to be her husband.

" Ayyo Murthi! Kitna baar bola tum ko yeh drumstick dekh ke, check kar ke laane ka! Iska sambhar kaisa banega! Pranth!" The lady threw some drumsticks in dustbin before noticing Kavin and Purvi.

" Jee Namste." Purvi greeted her.

" Waddkham." The lady smiled.

" Main Purvi hun aur yeh mere husband, Kavin. Hum yaha rehne aaye Hai." Purvi introduced themselves.

" Oh I see. Myself Madhavi and he's my husband,Murthi." The south indian lady intro

" Hello Uncle, hello Aunty." Kavin smiled warmly at them.

" Namste, bacche log." Murthi acknowledged.

" Aur main Kalpana hu. Yeh lo tumhare ghar ki chaabi." The old lady came out with keys.

" Thank you, Daadi." Kavin thanked her as he took the keys from her. Kalpana's eyes stayed on Kavin for a while before she spoke,

" Koyi baat nahi, Beta. Bohot accha laga tumhare muh se Daadi sun ke. Woh nain akele rehti hu na, koyi hai nahi Daadi Kehne wala."

Kavin could only nod in reply before Kalpana decided to skip the topic.

" Madhu, Murthi phir se galat sabzi le aaya?" She turned to the tamilian couple.

" Dekho na, Murthi ko kitna samjhaya lekin samjhata hi nahi." Madhvi glared at her husband.

" Lekin Madhu-" Murthi tried to put forth his defense.

" Murthi, Sighram vango! Jao dusri drumsticks lekar aao. Vango vango!" Madhvi ordered him.

" Seri Seri." Murthi obeyed, making Kavin chuckle under breath.

" Kavin, tum bhi apni wife se darna shuru kar do. Warna mere jaisa halat ho jayega." Murthi just had to slip in a joke over his wife. Kavin couldn't control his laughter as he set it free.

" Murthi! " Madhvi exclaimed, unamused.

" I didn't mean it like that, you know that I love you, Madhu." Murthi immediately played the love card.

" Ayyo." Madhvi blushed.

As the tamil couple carried on their cute little fight, Kavin and Purvi internally felt that they were in right place, around right people.

After a while, Kavin pushed the door open, immediately met with quiet an amount of dust. Purvi laughed as her husband went on sneezing like there was no tommorow.

" Oh god, Kavin. What am I gonna do with you? Idhar dikhao."

Purvi examined him as she wiped the dust of his face with the end of her duppata. Sometimes, her husband really seemed like a child who desperately needed a babysitter.

" Ab thik hai?" She asked.

" Haan." Kavin nodded before scanning the apartment as they stepped inside.

Actually you can't even call it an apartment, It was a room. A plane room which was divided in two parts. There was a small kitchen and a small washroom, rest was the living room. A small iron cupboard, few utensils eating dust since ages, a gas stove and that's it.

Purvi was quick to read Kavin's contriet eyes as he glanced around the empty room. She softly slipped her hand in his, leaning her side against his.

" Kya hua?" She questioned.

" Yaha toh kuch bhi nahi hai, Purvi." He answered.

" Jaanti hu. Lekin dheere dheere sab aa jayega, Kavin." She assured him.

That gave him no comfort as he ran a hand through his hair, rubbing his temple in the end. Purvi made him face her before noticing the slight glint of water pooling in his eyes.

" Yeh jagah rehne layak nahi hai, Purvi. I'm sorry, main yeh kaha leke aaya hu tumhe."

Guilt, was the only emotion to be seen in his eyes. Purvi felt a pinch in her heart seeing her man falling weak for a moment. She wasn't going to let him though, was she?

" Itni pyaari aankhon mein aansu bilkul acche nahi lagte." She whispered in his ear before resting her forehead on his.

" Hum yahi rahenge aur bohot khush rahenge. Tum mujhe bohot acchi jagah leke aaye ho. Yaha ke log kitne acche hain, dekha na tum ne?" She told him.

" Lekin Purvi-" Kavin tried to speak.

" Lekin vekin ko nikal do apne dimag se, Kavin. Mumbai jaise sheher mein ek raat mein tum ne hamare liye rehne ke liye ghar dhundh liya. Pata bhi hai kitni badi baat hai? Aur mujhe puri garranty hai, jaise tum ne yeh ghar dhundha hai waise hi job dhundh loge aur sab theek ho jayega."

Kavin smiled before pulling back in front of her, admiring his positive and soft spoken wife.

" I promise, Main tumhe jald hi bade aur acche ghar mein le jaunga, Purvi. Ekdm mehel jaise ghar mein." Kavin told her, making her smile.

" Zarur jayenge. Lekin filhaal hamare iss chote se mehel ko theek thak kar le?"

Purvi asked before they heard a knock on the door. There stood Kalpana and Madhvi in front of them.

" Andar aa sakte hai mister and missus Khanna?" Kalpana asked, playfully.

" Arey Daadi, aaiye na please." Kavin told her.

" Aane nahi, le jaane aayi hu tum dono ko." Kalpana replied.

" Kaha?" Purvi asked.

" Mere aake fresh ho jao aur thoda aram kar lo." She answered.

" Aur phir lunch karne hamare ghar aana hai. Tastey sambhar banaya hai.." Madhvi added.

" Arey aap dono kyu takleef utha rahe ho." Kavin was uncertain of what to reply.

" Ayyo takleef kya usmein, Kavin. Tum hamara son jaisa hai aur yeh hamara daughter in law. Tum ayega toh Murthi ko aur mere ko accha lagega." Madhvi glanced at the newly married couple.

" Kavin, tum jao. Jaa ke fresh ho jao Daadi ke ghar." Purvi told her husband.

" Aur tum?" Kalpana asked.

" Daadi, main tab tak fatafat se ghar saaf kar leti hu." Purvi explained.

" Main bhi help kar deta hu na phir?" Kavin offered.

" Nahi ha, Kavin. Tum pehle hi bohot thak chuke ho. Chup chap jaake fresh ho jao." Purvi told him off.

Upon realising that she wasn't taking no for an answer, Kavin picked his clothes and went along Kalpana.

" Purvi, kanna, Chalo main tumhari help karti hu saare utensils lagane mein, kitchen set karne mein." Madhvi came forward.

" Nahi aunty, aap kyu takleef le rahe ho. Main-"

" I know okay? Tum khud bhi bohot tired hai. Lekin Kavin ko pata nahi chalne diya. Main toh ghar pe rest hi kar rahi thi pura din. Yaha thoda kaam kar legi toh kya ho jayega. Aur ha mere paas extra curtains hai, tum window pe lagao." Madhvi said as she already went to bring the duster and other stuff.

" Purvi, Woh Daadi tumhe bula-"

Kavin left the sentence incomplete as he saw the room. It was spotlessly clean. Windows were open as fresh air arrived in the room. Clothes were settled in cupboard, kitchen was cleaned and few jars were placed neately on shelf. Washroom was cleaned as well. Curtains were tugged over windows, Kavin couldn't believe it was the same dirty room he had seen a while ago.

Purvi was taking out her fresh clothes from the cupboard.

" Tum ne toh iss ghar ka naksha hi badal diya." Kavin nearly gasped.

" Ab lag raha hai na yeh hamara chota sa mehel?" Purvi asked, with a smile on her face.

" Haan. Bohot pyaara lag raha hai yeh ab." Kavin agreed.

" Madhvi aunty ne bohot help ki hai, main akele yeh sab nahi kar paati. Aaj raat main kuch meetha bana ke Daadi aur Madhavi aunty-Murthi uncle ko de kar aaungi." Purvi suggested.

" Bilkul. Bohot pyaar diya hai inn logo ne hamein." Kavin told her.

After Purvi got freshen up at Kalpana's place, she returned and grabbed her wallet.

" Kavin, Tum so jao thodi der. Main jara market jaa ke kuch saaman lekar aati hu."

Purvi told her husband as she saw him struggle with his pillow. He constantly changed side to get some comfort but he just couldn't.

" Kya hua?" She asked him.

" Purvi, Main kab se sone ki koshish kar raha hu lekin neend hi nahi aa rahi."

" Zameen pe soney ki aadat nahi hai nj tumhe. Shayad isiliye." Purvi told him, kneeling next to him.

" Haan. Par yeh chaddar toh phir bhi comfortable hai. Lekin dekho na yeh takiye ke sath jam hi nahi rahi meri." Kavin complained.

Purvi chuckled before replacing the pillow with her lap.

" Ab theek hai?" She raised an eyebrow at him.

" Bilkul." He

" Hmm..Ab So Jao Chalo...thak gaye ho na tum bohot Kavin.." Purvi said.

" Tum Bhi toh thak gayi ho na..Tum Bhi So Jao Na.." Kavin said.

" Main Toh tumhe dekh ke hi Fresh Ho Jaati Hu Kavin.." Purvi smiled.

" Accha ji? " Kavin Smiled.

Both of them talked for a while and then Kavin was asleep. Purvi Gently picked his head and placed it on pillow. She Smiled looking at her Cute and Innocent Kavin. She Placed a Soft Kiss On His Forehead and Went to Market.

A/N : So, before saying anything I just want to pay my respect to all the martyrs who sacrificed their lives to save ours. 26/11/2008 , a day that Mumbai can never forget and neither any Mumbaikar. India's biggest and most horrible terrorist attack happened in Mumbai, remembering those fearful nights still gives me scare.

Mumbai Police being the true heros fought for our lives. Their sacrifice will always be imparallel. May Ganpati bappa bless their souls with peace.

Also, Salute to the undying spirit of my city Mumbai. I'm so proud to be called a Mumbaikar, I was born her, I'm growing up here and I wish to stay here as long as I shall live. :)

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