Chapter 3
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…absent mindedly looking at the table…..
"Yeh ghur ghur je sekh kya rahe ho? Yeh tray pakad ke meri madad nahin kar sakte kya?"
"Huh….?", he came back.
"TUM-SE keh rahi hoon…."
Aalekh had never seen someone like her…..Meethi's round face….big dark and deep eyes….with a mischivious sparkle….her complexion…clear flawless….he nose, that she held high with attitude…..her air….as if no pain and sorrow ever touched her….Meethi was evidently not one of the most beautiful women Aalekh had ever set his eyes on….but her persona was a perfect mix of cuteness, innocence, masti and beauty…….
He walked towards her….
"Toh aap apna yeh kaam mujhse karvana chahti hain?", he asked, full of the typical Aalekh-like arrogance, and attitude…..(what happened to his "bhai" accent, suddenly??)
Her eyes widened…..she was not accustomed to such rudeness…..her eyebrows shot up!
"….nahin…."
"Mujhe laga aap madad maang rahi thi…"
……….Meethi bit her lip in pain….getting uneasy….pain flashing in her ankle…..
….Aalekh tried to take he trey from her hands….but she pulled it back…..with equal strength….
"Mian apna kaam khud karti hoon!"
and she took a step ahead with her nose held high and air full of arrogance….
"Oh….maaa…..", she squealed….
He tried to pull the tray again…..but she held it firm…now red in face….
"Main…Apna…Kaam….Khudd….Karti….Hoon…!!"
……….and she took another step……..her ankle gave way….it bent…..over her high heels….
This time…..tears flooded from her eyes….she but her lips….she took a quick deep breath in pain….and as she picked her foot again to walk further…..she felt herself lifted….
Aalekh had picked her up…..along with her tray….
…………..she stared at him, wide-eyed…..awestruck………
………..she landed on a couch and Aalekh bent down besides her on the floor….and softly caressed her foot for a moment….
………but before she could recover from the previous shock…..she got another one…..
CRACK!!!!!
"Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee……….", she yelled as he had suddenly moved her ankle in a weird direction.
Red in face, with pain and anger, she yelled, "Tum pagal ho gaye ho….??"
He got up and picked up a glass of lassi from the tray…shot her a super-intense at the same time amused look, and left the room…….(Aalekh??? Lassi?????)
"Kya aadmi hai….yeh mera pair…..oh…maa….paagal…. ab kaise chalongi….madad karne ko kahi….to akad dikh raha tha…..khud ko kahin ka badshah samajhta hai………ek baar milne de usse…..phir dekhti hoon, Meethi se kase bachta hai…..aisi class loongi uski…..khoonsat…..hai! mera pair……..tod hi diya lagta hai…….khadoos kahinka!……abhi to mujhe shaam ko naachna tha……….."
She went on…..and …on…..speaking…..cursing him…..and engrossed in her own talkative world….she got up….ad walked out of the room……
….suddenly…..she halted…..and her face broke into the widest grin ever….
….the pain had gone!! Her ankle was perfectly alrite…..the khadoos had done his job………..
"Yeh ghur ghur je sekh kya rahe ho? Yeh tray pakad ke meri madad nahin kar sakte kya?"
"Huh….?", he came back.
"TUM-SE keh rahi hoon…."
Aalekh had never seen someone like her…..Meethi's round face….big dark and deep eyes….with a mischivious sparkle….her complexion…clear flawless….he nose, that she held high with attitude…..her air….as if no pain and sorrow ever touched her….Meethi was evidently not one of the most beautiful women Aalekh had ever set his eyes on….but her persona was a perfect mix of cuteness, innocence, masti and beauty…….
He walked towards her….
"Toh aap apna yeh kaam mujhse karvana chahti hain?", he asked, full of the typical Aalekh-like arrogance, and attitude…..(what happened to his "bhai" accent, suddenly??)
Her eyes widened…..she was not accustomed to such rudeness…..her eyebrows shot up!
"….nahin…."
"Mujhe laga aap madad maang rahi thi…"
……….Meethi bit her lip in pain….getting uneasy….pain flashing in her ankle…..
….Aalekh tried to take he trey from her hands….but she pulled it back…..with equal strength….
"Mian apna kaam khud karti hoon!"
and she took a step ahead with her nose held high and air full of arrogance….
"Oh….maaa…..", she squealed….
He tried to pull the tray again…..but she held it firm…now red in face….
"Main…Apna…Kaam….Khudd….Karti….Hoon…!!"
……….and she took another step……..her ankle gave way….it bent…..over her high heels….
This time…..tears flooded from her eyes….she but her lips….she took a quick deep breath in pain….and as she picked her foot again to walk further…..she felt herself lifted….
Aalekh had picked her up…..along with her tray….
…………..she stared at him, wide-eyed…..awestruck………
………..she landed on a couch and Aalekh bent down besides her on the floor….and softly caressed her foot for a moment….
………but before she could recover from the previous shock…..she got another one…..
CRACK!!!!!
"Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee……….", she yelled as he had suddenly moved her ankle in a weird direction.
Red in face, with pain and anger, she yelled, "Tum pagal ho gaye ho….??"
He got up and picked up a glass of lassi from the tray…shot her a super-intense at the same time amused look, and left the room…….(Aalekh??? Lassi?????)
"Kya aadmi hai….yeh mera pair…..oh…maa….paagal…. ab kaise chalongi….madad karne ko kahi….to akad dikh raha tha…..khud ko kahin ka badshah samajhta hai………ek baar milne de usse…..phir dekhti hoon, Meethi se kase bachta hai…..aisi class loongi uski…..khoonsat…..hai! mera pair……..tod hi diya lagta hai…….khadoos kahinka!……abhi to mujhe shaam ko naachna tha……….."
She went on…..and …on…..speaking…..cursing him…..and engrossed in her own talkative world….she got up….ad walked out of the room……
….suddenly…..she halted…..and her face broke into the widest grin ever….
….the pain had gone!! Her ankle was perfectly alrite…..the khadoos had done his job………..
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