YOUR LOVE IS MY DRUG

"On the charge of murder, blackmail and kidnapping, the supreme court finds the defendant – not guilty."

"Damn," said the angry man in his cabin and pressed the replay button for the fourth time.

"Damn it," he almost shouted, "she is a criminal."

Eyes glued to the television again, he didn't notice the lady who was standing in front of him, bending down to talk to him.

"what the - " he lost his temper when she snatched the remote from his hands and switched the TV off.

But the words in his mouth died when he saw her bending over him.

"Gosh," he thought, "what perfect cleavage."

"no you mustn't abhijeet," he mentally chided himself, "you are in the bureau."

"what the…?" she wore a teasing smile on her face.

"what?"

"what the what?" she came dangerously close to him, "I thought you wanted to say something."

"n-nothing," Abhijeet said trying hard not to be distracted by her, "Tarika, please sit down."

"does it make you uncomfortable when I stand?"

He looked away from her, avoiding eye contact.

"No."

"vulnerable?" she kept her palm on his chest

"Fine, I'll listen to you," she smirked on seeing him blush, "I'll sit down."

With this she turned his chair so that his entire body was facing her and then sat on his lap.

"wh-what are you doing?"

"Listening to you."

"ugh okay – but you have a holiday today. What are you doing here?"

"why, don't you like me here?"

"No its not that," he said in his flirty tone, "but aaj kal bahot romantic ho rahi hain aap…"

"toh? You don't like that?"

"nahi Tarika aisa nahi hai"

"then prove it."

"kya?"

"prove it Abhijeet ki you don't dislike this."

"Tarika kaisi baatein kar rahi ho yaar?"

"Humph"

"Acha wo chodo, ye batao tum chutti ke din yaha."

"pehle tum prove karo."

"arrey"

"huh?"

"acha okay…okay baba – kaise prove karu?"

"baba nahi baby bolo?"

"kya?" he was shocked.

"baby bolo."

"par - "

"itne saal ho gayein hain Abhijeet, ek bhi baar tumne mujhe baby nahi bola."

"lekin hum dono ko hi nahi pasand tha na ye baby babu wagera. Tumhe bhi toh nahi pasand hai ye sab cheesy stuff."

"haan par abhi sun'ne ka mann kar raha hai."

"aap kahein toh roz baby bulaunga darling."

"mmmm…." She kept her hand around his neck.

"toh batayiye – aap aaj yaha?"

"kaan mein bataungi."

"kya?"

"hmm…"

"Tarika ye kaisa bachpana hai."

"jao mein tumse baat nahi karti."

"acha okay okay – gussa mat karo – kaan mein batao chalo."

As she came close to him, she suspected that she was drunk.

"meine na bahot hi tasty juice pi – mujhe tumhare saath peene ka mann kiya – toh aa gayi."

"oh God Tarika, you have been drugged."

"Yeah," she pecked on his cheek, "I have been."

"tumhe pata hai ye baat?"

"haan"

"toh phir tumne kuch kiya kyu nahi?"

"coz I like those drugs."

"kya?" he almost got a heart attack, "k-k-kaun si drugs?"

"Offo buddhu – your love is my drug."

He blushed and then mustered courage to speak

"chalo – ghar chalo aur ye bhi batana ki kaha juice pi."

"oh no."

"kya hua ab?"

"mujhe yaad hi nahi ki kaha juice pi."

"acha koi baat nahi – abhi ghar chalo."

As they walked towards the parking lot, Tarika stopped midway.

"kya hua Tarika?"

"Abhi- Abhijeet – mujhe chakkar."

He immediately held her by her waist and made her head rest on his shoulder.

"kuch nahi hoga – hum hospital challenge."

A few seconds later she burst out laughing.

"tum…tum kitna dar gaye," she spoke, still laughing, "bahot maza aaya."

"Not funny Tarika. Ab chalo ghar."

Little did he know that more embarrassing moments were in his way. When they almost reached her house, the car stopped. It was probably an engine failure.

"oh god," he thought, "gaadi ko bhi abhi kharab hona tha."

"Chalo Tarika – hum tumhare ghar tak walk kartein hain. Gaadi kharab hai."

"Abhijeet koi cheez kharab hoti hai toh hum kya karte hai?"

"theek karte hai, " he replied like a child as he found her cute in this avatar

"and gaadi ko kaun theek karta hai?"

"mechanic," he said sweetly.

"toh mechanic ko phone lagao."

"haan wo hum mechanic ko bulayenge – par usme time lag jayega and aapka ghar toh paas mein hi hai. Toh lets walk?"

"ummm…."

"please Tarika ji."

She got out of the car, making him jump out of his seat. He quickly went and stood close to her, completely prepared to handle her.

"Mujhe walk nahi karna."

"t-toh phir."

"tum ho na."

"mein samjha nahi."

"tum mujhe utha ke le jaao," she spoke like a baby.

"ain?"

"tum na…ain mat kara karo kabhi bhi"

"k-kyu?"

"because it makes me want to kisssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssss you – itnaaaaaaa lamba kiss."

"abhi beech sadak pe nahi Tarika," he went on to carry her when she stopped him.

"ruko – pehle ek kaam karo."

FLASHFORWARD, NEXT DAY:

"aur phir hum dono ne beech sadak pe dance kiya," he sipped the tea Tarika had made him, "phir mein tumhe uthake yaha le aaya."

"Abhijeet – I was drugged par tum toh theek the. Tumne toh aise behave kiya as though u were drugged too."

"I was."

"kya matlab?"

"matlab ye Tarika ji," he smirked, "your love is my drug."

"tum bhi na," she blushed.

"par pata hai, ek buri baat hui."

"kya?"

"raaste mein when I was carrying you – tum so gayi yaar…and mera kissssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssss toh reh gaya."

"acha?" she walked away from him and started running, "pehle pakdo."

Soon he caught her, and they embraced each other, making way for a passionate kiss and a passionate night.