The two couples – Ishita and Dushyant, Dhruv and Gehna get married on the same day. Dhruv and Dushyant are with their friends and cousins. The girls are upstairs getting ready for their first night.

Dushyant M: Chalo..ab raat bahut ho gayi hai..tum dono apne kamre me jaoo..

The boys get up and are relieved to go to their rooms to their wives. Dhruv is relaxed and setting his hairs, while Dushyant is all nervous looking.

Dhruv (looking at Dushyant): kya baat hai? Tu bahut nervous hai..

Dushyant (forced laughter); Nervous…aur main…naaaah..

Dhruv (crossing arms, looking at him): hmmm…main janwaron ka doctor zaroor hoon….magar insaano ka bhi ilaaj kar sakta hoon..bata problem kya hai?

Dushyant (hesitating): Problem…Problem yeh hai..ki..

Dhruv (waiting): Kiiii?

Dushyant (whisper):Upar…mere kamre me Ishuu hai. He says as a matter of fact.

Dhruv (mock surprise): Kyaaaaa? Tera matlab hai aaj jiske saath teri shaadi huyi..woh Ishita tere kamre me hai..yeh toh ghoooor atyaachaar hai…he laughs

Dushyant: Shut up Dhruv..tum nahi jaante Ishu hamesha se best friend hai meri. Aur aaj uske saath yeh sab..he feels awkward..bahut ajeeb lag raha hai yaar..

Dhruv (smile): hmmm..i understand..tum dono hamesha saath rahe ho…masti bhi ki hogi..magar shaadi, relation yeh sab thoda awkward ho jaayega..he thinks…iska ek solution hai..

Dushyant: Kya?

Dhruv: tum aaj ki raat ekdum light rakho..matlab you know sirf baaten, halka romance..jab tumhe lage woh comfortable hai…tab baat ko aage badhaaoo..

Dushyant is relieved at the suggestion and they both wish each other good night and good luck!

Dushyant room

Ishita is sitting on bed waiting impatiently for Dushyant.

Ishita (lifting ghoonghat): Yeh Dush kahan reh gaya? She is controlling the urge to go to bathroom..ek toh bathroom jaana hai mujhe…yeh kapde kitne bhaari hai..she is feeling hot and suffocated in the room. She gets up and opens a window. She feels fresh.

Dushyant opens the door of his room. He steps in and looks in awe at the decorations. The room smells great with flowers and he can make out Ishita in her red dress sitting on the bed. She is sitting with her back facing him.

Dushyant smiles and then climbs on the bed. He hesitates as Ishita is sitting very still. He guesses she might be upset because he made her wait.

Dushyant: hi Ishuu.. she doesn't reply. He shifts in his place and places a hand on her shoulder. ..Naraaz ho?..baat nahi karogi? Bolo naa.. Ishuuuu..

Ishita (whining): awwww…aww..awww awww..

Dushyant gets scared and turns Ishita. Ishita immediately puts a finger on her lips and mentions him to keep quiet. Its then he sees she is cradling something on her lap.

Dushyant (shock): Ishuu..yeh..

Ishita: shhhhh…abhi abhi soya hai bechara..bahut dard ho raha hai..

Dushyant (shock): Kiski baat kar rahi ho?

Ishita turns herself and makes eyes towards her lap. Dushyant glances down and sees a snow-white kitten sleeping away, shivering with pain.

Ishita (worried): Maine khidki se dekha isse…dard se ro raha tha..mujhse raha nahi gaya..main phataphat neeche jaake le aayi..

Dushyant: Tum neeche gayi? Itni raat ko..lekin main toh abhi ussi raaste se aaya hoon..maine tumhe kaise nahi dekha?

Ishita (giggling): main kabhi tumhare ghar me darwaaze se aayi hoon kya?

Dushyant (shock): Tum khidki se neeche gayi? Inn..inn kapdo me?

The kitten wakes up and mews in hunger.

Ishita: lagta hai isse bhookh lagi hai…woh table ke side pe tumhare liye garam doodh rakha hai..woh zaraa le aana..

Dushyant gets the milk. Its hot.

Dushyant: yeh bahut garam hai..

Ishita (looking here and there): zaraa kitchen me se ek chota sa spoon aur saucer le aana..

Dushyant: Kya? Main…main abhi kitchen jaoon? Tum paagal ho kya?

Ishita: isse bhookh lagi hai..agar tum nahi jaa rahe toh main khud hi chali jaati hoon…she gets up to go. He holds her hand.

Dushyant: tum..tum please yahi rukoo..main..main jaata hoon neeche..kisine tumhe dekh liya toh kya sochega..main aata hoon abhi..

Ishita: thoda saa ice bhi leke aana..isse pain ho raha hai naa..acha lagega..Dushyant smiles at her.

He tiptoes to the kitchen and gets a small spoon, saucer. Now he has to take ice from the fridge. He pulls it out slowly, but it slips out and falls down, making a noise. He is trying to clean everything in the dark. The lights gets switched on – its his mother.

DushyantM (shock):Dush…tum yahan? Kya kar rahe ho?

Dushyant (stammer): woh..mujhe chamachh..sauc..saucer aur ice chahiye tha?

DushyantM: Ice? Ice kyun chahiye tumhe?

Dushyant (stammer): Mujhe..ice..woh main aur Ishuu..he cannot say anymore. His mother realizes wrongly what they are going to do. She smiles at him naughtily.

DushyantM: acha acha….mujhe samjhaane ki zaroorat nahi..yeh aaj kal ke bache bhi…she smiles at him. Dushyant looks at his mother awkwardly.

DushyantM (clearing throat): sambhal ke beta..its your first night..hmm..kal jaldi uthna hai..good night..she laughs slightly as she leaves.

Dushyant (wondering): Yeh Mummy ko kya laga?..main aur Ishita iss ice ke saath kya karne waale hai? He thinks for 2 seconds and then he realizes what his mother would have understood. Red in his face, he hurries to his room

Ishita: kitni der Dushyant..bechari Kitty bhooki so jaati..

Dushyant: Kitty?

Ishita: haan..maine iska naam Kitty rakha hai..acha hai naa? Chalo jaldi iss saucer me doodh daalo. Dushyant pours the milk over. Ishita gets up uncomfortably.

Dushyant: Kya hua?

Ishita (jumping): Mujhe bathroom jaana hai…urgenttttt….tum tum isse tab tak aaram se doodh pilaana haan…she rushes to the bathroom.

Dushyant strokes the kitten lovingly and lies down to see its cutely lapping up the milk..

Dushyant (talking to cat): Kya yaar Kitty!…aaj ki raat hi mili thi Ishu se mulakaat ki? Hum dono abhi tak ek doosre ki baahon me hote..first night meri hai..sevaa tumhari ho rahi hai..he smiles..magar Ishu ke liye kuch bhi manzoor hai..kitni cute hai naa meri ishu..tumse bhi zyaada..he smiles

The kitten doesn't reply. He picks it up, the kitten gets angry at being disturbed while drinking milk, she scratches Dushyan't face immediately.

Dushyant (howling): Aaaaaaahhhhhhhh..Ishuuuuuuuuuuuu…Ishita rushes out and finds Dushyant lying on the floor, his hand on his face. Kitty is calmly lapping up milk.

Ishita (rushing to Dushyant): Dushhhhh…kya hua? bataoo toh..he removes his hand and is shocked to see scratches on his cheek and neck.

Ishita: kaise hua yeh?

Dushyant: Kitty ne kiyaa..bahut jal raha hai Ishuu..

Ishita: ek min..main ice lagaati hoon..acha hua naa ice hai kamre me…she picks up an ice cube and rubs it gently on his wounds. She later blows air on his face and neck.

Dushyant looks up in her eyes as she blows air on him. She is still in her wedding dress. Her bangles tinkle as she rubs the ice gently. He gazes at her with a dreamy smile. Ishita stops rubbing ice as she feels hot under his unblinking gaze.

Ishita (softly, breathing heavily): Dushh..

Dushyant moves closer and takes her hand away from his face. He holds her fingers gently and brings them up to kiss it against his lips. He continues to watch Ishita and now moves further up, placing tiny pecks all over her hand, he pulls her softly towards him. Ishita gasps as he now hugs her, moving his hands over her back. He grazes their cheeks together, rubbing them up and down.

Dushyant (whisper, excited): I love you Ishuuu..only you..

Meowwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww….the kitten cries loudly as the two make out in front of her.

Ishita (sad): Dushhhh..Kitty..kitty ko dard ho raha hai…bechaari..the kitten blinks her eyes sadly at them.

Dushyant stops hugging her and looks at her with a sigh.

Ishita (feeling bad): sorry Dush..main..I am sorry…that's all she can say.

Dushyant smiles and kisses her forehead gently.

Dushyant: tumhe sorry kehne ki zaroorat nahi..main jaanta hoon..Animals ki dekhbaal karna is your passion..aur main tumhe kabhi nahi rokoonga..I respect you Ishu for what you are..you are a wonderful human..he smiles again…

Ishita (smile): Thank you Dush..she hugs him. Tumne mujhe kabhi badalne ki koshish nahi ki, main jaisi hoon waise hi pyaar kiya..I am so lucky Dush..

Dushyant: nahi lucky toh main hoon..tum itni cute, zindadil ho…simply irrestible..he pulls her nose.

Ishita: Nahi ..she says loudly..maine kaha naa main zyaada lucky hoon…I mean itna handsome aur dashing pati mila hai mujhe..meri saari friends jalke raakh ho jaayengi..

Dushyant: acha…thanks for the compliment..waise iss waqt hum dono se bhi lucky tumhari Kitty hai…hum dono yahan zameen pe ladd rahe hai..aur who aaram se bed pe jaake soyi hai..

They both watch the kitten sleep away due to the effect of Ishita's care and the milk that they fed.

Ishita (watching her, Dushyant hugging her from behind): Soooo cute…Dush…imagine karo…kuch saal baad aise hi hamara chota saa baby hoga..aur who aise bed pe soya hoga..kitna mazaa aayega naa..she squeals..

Dushyant (turning her): waise..ab tumne baby tak ka soch hi liya hai..toh kyun naa…he pulls her closer..kyun naa uss process ki shuruat aaj se kar le..

Ishita and Dushyant both shut their eyes, their lips meet…..

Some years later

Its early morning and at the buzz of the alarm, Dushyant turns and shuts it off. He wakes up and looks at the side, its empty. He goes to the bathroom and sleepily puts paste on his brush. He starts brushing slowly and opens his eyes properly. What he sees in the mirror makes him open his eyes wide. He is shocked!

Dushyant (angrily, loud): Ishaaaaaannnnnnnnnnn….yahan aaoooooo..abhi ke abhi

His bathroom door opens and a small spectacles boy appears in his view.

Ishaan: yes papa..aapne mujhe bulaaya?

Dushyant picks the boy up and places on the counter.

Dushyant (pointing to his painted face): yeh kya hai? Yeh tumne mujhe cartoon kyun banaa rakha hai?

Ishaan (open mouth):Hoooooooooo…maine ..maine nahi kiya…sach me papaaa…he chuckles..

Dushyant: Yeh tumhare colors hai naa…yeh silver, golden yeh sab…agar tumne nahi kiya toh kisne kiya hai?

Ishita (whistling): aaiii haaiii mere cartoon husband…iss ghar me tum Ishaan se bhi zyaada masti kisme hai? Of course mujhme…

Dushyant (shock): Yeh..yeh tumne kiya hai?

Ishita: haan..kal mere center me face painting mela hai..socha thodi practice kar loon..

Dushyant: Practice? Mera chehra koi paper hai jisme yeh practice kar rahi hooo..Ishaan ke face pe kyun nahi kiya phir?

Ishita: arre mere buddhu husband…Ishan ka face bahut chota hai..tumhare face pe bahut jagah hai..isliye painting kar li…Ishaan tum school jaooo..tumhari bus aane waali hai.. Hari kaaka tumhe chodd denge..

The boy bids goodbye to his parents.

Dushyant: yeh kya bachkaani harkat hai Ishuuu..main office kaise jaoon?

Ishita (putting hands on his neck): Toh mat jaooo….aaj Ishaan bhi picnic jaa raha hai..Hari kaka ko maine chutti de di hai…Maa, Papa aur Daadu bhi 2 din baad hi lautenge..sirf main aur tum..she rubs their noses together..

Dushyant (pointing to his face):Aur yeh mera chehra?

Ishita (running finger on his face):who toh nahaane se saaf ho jaayega..kya kehte ho? She winks at him…nahaale kya?

Dushyant (smile): ohh goddd..Ishuuuuu…tum kabhi badi mat hona…jaisi ho waisi hi bahut achi ho..Ishaan se bhi zyaada masti toh tum me hai..

Ishita (punching him on stomach): who toh hai…mujhse zyaada masti kisime ho hi nahi sakti iss ghar me…

Mammmmaaaaaa…..they both get startled by the cute noise made by someone new. Their gaze falls on the floor.

Ishita (loudly): Ishaaaniiiiiiiii…yeh mera tshirt! She pulls the white tshirt from the giggling baby's hand. She looks at the baby in shock!

Ishita (gasp): yeh kya haal banaa rakha hai..dekho naa Dush…poore body pe isne marker se draw kiya hai..Dushyant picks their happy and clapping baby girl from Ishita. Ishita now looks at her dress – it's a mess.

Dushyant laughs at her and points to her face. Ishita turns to look at the mirror – her baby has scrawled marker designs on her face now…

Ishita(mock anger): yeh kya Ishaani…aap ne toh mumma ko cartoon banaa diya..

Dushyant laughs more and kisses their baby girl.

Dushyant: Tumne thodi der pehle kya kaha tha? Tumse zyaada masti iss ghar me kisime bhi nahi…toh yeh lo Madame..tumhare sawaal ka mooh todd jawaab..tumhari beti tumse bhi 2 kadam aage nikli…

Ishita (whining): ab yeh rang kaise jaayega?

Dushyant (pulling her and looking in the mirror): ab hum teeno ko saath me nahaana padega…hahahaah

Ishan (coming in): teeno nahi…hum chaaron ko…dekho naa..main gir gaya mumma…sab kichad kichad…

Ishita: yeh huyi naa baat…chalo hum sab saath me aaj nahaayenge…magar yahan nahi.

Dushyant and Ishaan: Toh kahan?

Ishita smiles at them mischieviously. Later the whole family is in the lawns of their house busy playing and getting wet with hose pipe water.

Ishita is drying her hairs. Dushyant watches her continuously with a smile.

Ishita: Kya dekh rahe ho Dush? Chehre pe abhi bhi color hai kya?

Dushyant (hugging her, looking in mirror): tum bahut cute ho Ishuuu..Thank god mujhe tumse PYAAR HO GAYA…Tumhare aane se meri life me masti, khushi, hassi,pyaar yeh sab kuch aa gaya..I love you Ishuuuu..

Ishita (kissing him on lips): I love you too Dush….

Dushyant (naughtily): Ek min…I love you matlab…yeh who waala I love you bola naa..boyfriend-girlfriend waala?

Ishita: boyfriend-girlfriend nahi..hum abhi husband-wife hai..yeh who waala I love you hai..she comes closer to hug him, he steps back

Dushyant: tumhe pakka pata hai? Yeh I love you..woh waala hai…jisme main tumhe kiss kar sakta hoon..jisme hum ek doosre se pyaar kar sakte hai..he pulls her closer..

Ishita (standing on tip toes, expecting a kiss): haan Dush…baaten bandhkaro…Kiss me naa…I love youuuu..she says loudly

Dushyant (acting): Ohh…phir toh I am sorry Ishuuu..I love you..but only as a friend…he controls his laughter, Ishita looks shocked..

The next minute, Dushyant feels a punch on his stomach. He is pushes on the bed and Ishita climbs on him, hitting him with her small fists..

Ishita (angry): Kya kaha? I love you as a friend…toh itne saal kya keh rahe the? Haan..hamari shaadi huye..do bache huye…aur ab keh rahe ho I love you as a friend…you rascal, liar…cheater..

Dushyant laughs at her antics and holds both her hands. He turns her over quickly. She is breathing fast in anger. He holds her hands to her sides tightly and watches her anger filled face with love.

Dushyant (softly): Main kitni baar bhi tumhe I love you bol loon Ishuuu…I love you my best friend hamesha special hoga..hamare rishte ki pehchaan hamari dosti se hi hai..hai naa? I.. I love you Ishuuu..my friend..he smiles and leans it to kiss her softly.

Ishita has tears in her eyes and she hugs him…..

-THE END-

Wooo hooo...Finally the end...Happy Dusherra to all of you who celebrate this festival :)

I hope you all liked the end of this story. It was very enjoyable for me to write and I certainly am humbled by the love I got. I mean this story had just two characters from CID- Dushyant and Ishita, everybody around them was OC. Yet you guys read and appreciated it, Thank you once again.

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