PART 4
In one of the areas of Mumbai, Mrs.Daruwala was running around. "Woh
Atul ka baccha kahan jata? Usko main abhi dektha hai"
"Atul!Atul!Atul!Kahan hai tum?"
Scene - A plant nursery - There were loads of plants, loads, I mean it.
And from nowhere, underground, Atul popped out, with plant twigs on
his head. His face had turned black.
"AAAHHH!!! Tum kaun hai?? Mrs.Daruwala yelled with fright.
Atul: Aunty!Main Atul. Aapka tenant.
Mrs.Daruwala: Tumne mujhko dara diya
Atul: Woh main kuch naye paudhe laga raha tha na...isi liye.
Mrs.Daruwala: Main tumko dhoond raha tha. Ye itne saara plants kyun
hai. Tum garden ganda karega. Toh tum out!!!
Atul: Nahi aunty. Promise! garden ganda nahi karunga.
Atul had somehow managed to convince Mrs.Daruwala to let his plants
and garden be. This was his problem. Wherever he went, his family, I
mean, plants followed him. "Uff! Iss aunty ne mujhe dara diya."He was
muttering to himself.
He then went for a wash and returned looking fresh and adorable as ever.
Armaan in his bed, was thinking about Basket. "Mujhe kya hogaya? Main
khel kyun nahi paya? Mera moral support angad bhi nahi aaya na? Shayad
isliye. Ab usse kya muh dikhaoonga. Agar pata chala ki ladkiyon se haar
gaya. Toh woh mera bakra banaaega. Waise bhi kal usse milna hai hi."
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At the airport
Rids was wondering "Yeh di kahan hai? Flight to kab ki aa chuki hai".
Suddenly somebody came from behind and hugged her."Di!!!You scared
me!!" She screamed with all might. The passersby were stunned for a
minute. "Oh common Rids. Darpok!!" Anjali snapped.
Riddhima and Anjali were sisters and best friends. They would help each
other with what to wear, they hanged out together and loved each other's
company.
They went home. Nani was waiting for them. The door bell rang. "Aagayi
Anjali beti, kaisa tha safar?"
Angi: Accha tha nani, aap kaisi hain?
Nani: Bilkul fit hoon
Angi: Haha
"Chalo jaldi se tum dono so jao, kal jaldi bhi to jana hai tum logon ko"
Nani told both the girls. "Papa kahan hai?"Anjali was curious.
Nani told her that he had gone for an important meet and would be late
for dinner. Both the girls bid goodnight to their Nani and were off to bed.
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In a Gujju house closeby,
"Khao beta. Maine tumhare liye hi banaya hai. Tum kal doctor bannewali
ho naa" a concerned mother was pleading before her daughter. "Par main
doctor ban chuki hoon. Kal se internship shuru ho raha hai" The daughter
shot back. "Uffo mummy! mujhe ye nahi khana. Tang aa gayi hoon main.
Ya to aap mujhe khana khilati ho ya kisi ladke ki tasveer dikhate ho.
Aapke paas aur koi kaam nahi hai kya?" "Par teri bhalai isi mein hai
sapna"The mother was quick to respond.
Sapna looking sweet and charming as ever in a pair of her usual jeans and
yellow kurti, got down the staircase. "Mummy bas karo. Bahut ho gaya
khana aur ladkon ki tasveer. Mujhe apna sapna poore karne do. Mujhe ek
accha doctor banna hai." Sapna was really irritated with her mother's
behaviour.
"Theek hai, tujhe jo karna hai wo kar" Even her mom was tired of arguing
with her daughter now.
"Please mujhe samjhne ki koshish karo mummy" Sapna tried to explain.
"Theek hai beta, teri khushi mein meri khushi. Par tu side by side ladkon
ki tasveer dekh to sakti hai" Mom suggested.
"Aapse argue karna bekar hai. Mujhe neend aa rahi hai. Main to chali
sone. Kal jaldi uthna hai. Kal meri zindagi ki nayi shuruaat hai." It was
now Sapna's turn to give up. After all, how could she win? It was her
mother.
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Angad was busy dancing with girls at a disco. Suddenly his phone rang. It
was a reminder - "go home, early tomorrow" It read. "Oye teri, main to kal
ke baare mein bhool hi gaya. Armaan bhi aayega. OK bye gals. Gotta go.
I've a busy day tomorrow." He danced his way back home. He though
what would have happened to Armaan and so he called him.
Ammy: Hey dude!
An: Phone kyun nahi kiya, match ka kya hua?
Ammy: Kachumbar!
An: Matlab haar gaye?
Ammy: Yup, woh bhi ladkiyon se.
An: Ooooooo....iska matlab tujhe bhi koi mili na?
Ammy: Ha yaar, bahut hi sweet hai. Par teriwali ke jaise, gussewali
An: Yeh aajkal ki ladkiyan itna bhav kyun khati hain yaar?
Ammy: Wahi to main bhi soch raha tha.
They chatted like this for sometime and then hanged up. Armaan and
Angad were the best of buddies since childhood. Their parents were
friends, hence these two had to become friends too. Armaan loved
playing basketball. Angad preferred watching him play. He loved singing
instead. What a voice he had!!
Kripa was pressing her clothes for the next day. "Kal main Sanjivani jaa
rahi hoon. Apne sapne ko poora karne, doctor banne, bachpan se yeh
mera sapna tha, finally kal woh poora hoga..." She was in her own little
dreamland. She was a simple girl with dreams of making it big in the
medicine field. She had a God gifted voice, and singing was a hobby.
Atul had finally planted all his "few" new saplings. Atul He was exhausted.
He had dinner and then he was off to bed. "Baap re, gyarah baj gaye. Agar
main late so gaya, to late jagoonga, aur phir kaam kelie late hoonga, phir
mein kaam se baahar, aur is ghar se bhi." He had reached the extremes of
thinking. "Soja atul, tension mat le" he pacified himself.
It was a fresh morning and all our seven characters were out of bed. All of
them highly excited. This was gonna be a big and special day in their life.
They were all gonna begin their career as interns of the most prestigious
hospital in town - Sanjivani. They simply could not have asked for more.
Kripa was the first one to reach SANJIVANI. "Wow! Kitna sundar hai. Koi
kehi nahi sakta ki yeh hospital hai" She was busy looking dreamily at the
hospital, which was gonna be her workplace for one long year. She was
walking towards it without bothering to look at the road. Suddenly our
cool dude Angad moved past her and parked his car. His speed scared
the hell out of her. He got out of his Porsche. He saw her there and
stopped.
OK guys!! Done with part 4. Hope you liked it. Do not forget to leave your
views. Suggestions are welcome. Please PM me if you wanna tell me how I
should continue with the story. Please be frank in your opinion.
Will continue soon.
Meethi 😊
Real Estate
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