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Originally posted by: KAJU10

D update ws jst fata-fati (mindblowing). Luved it👏
Finally Antara nd Raghu wuld come face to face aftr so many yrs. Jst waiting fr deir frst meeting. Antara's intro ws cute.
Update d nxt part soon.
Ummm I hv 1 ques:- oi bangla gaan ta kon movie r????😲

Originally posted by: ifians

aparajita tumi moovie er song...😊

Originally posted by: KAJU10

Tai bujhi. Gaan er wordings gulo onek sundor.
Nice selection of song.😊

spacially dedicated to my behena swag and nichu!! my two bakbak partners🤗

Chapter 4: dhoom macha le...🥳

Another day in the basti ,

"arey mai main sach keheti... Uss noor ken a bare tewar bar gaye...!!" kanta said keeping the broomstick on her shoulder and one hand in her waste. She was talking to a middle aged lady who was wearing a saree in maharastrian style and praying to lord ganeshji. She was silent all the time while kanta was continuously blabbering. She finished her prayer and turned towards kanta. "kanta, kam se kam bhagwan ke naam toh shanti se lene de... abhi bhi un logon ka naam bake ja rahe hain kaan ke samne.." the lady said. "arey daya mai... abtoh bhagwan ke naam pe bhi shanty nahi milegi jabtak wo parosi iss basti se alvidaa kehede... Par in logon ne toh bas ek hi gana chal raha hain... kaabhi alvida na kahena.." kanta whimpered. "kanta tu chup rahegi. Subah subah kyun un apsaguni o ke naam lete hain? Pareshan kar ke rakh diya inhone!" DM said, "humare pushteni zameen par makan banaye baithe huye hain... aur akar dekho inki.." he finished with a fume. "par mai geeta ji toh kaheti hain ki uss zameen par unka haq hain!! Unke pass wo kya kaheta hain... haan wo proof bhi hain..." kanta said. "kanta!!!! Tu humare taraf hain yaa un kaul ke taraf?!" DM asked with an angry tone. "main toh aap ke taraf hi hoon mai...!!! Aap jo bole wohi sahi... agar aap kahe ki wo zameen aap ki hain toh wo besak aap ki hi hain..." kanta quickly changed her opinion. "haan pata hain... jhoot moot ka kuch kagzad dikha dene se zameen unki nahi ho jati... sab pata hain is daya ko... jyada parna likhna nahin ata to iska matlab ye nahin ki bewakoof hoon, arey itna bara business khud apne kandhe pe samhal rahi hoon!!" she said with a proud voice. "tauba tauba mai, kis ullu ne app ko bewakoof kaha... Wo to bhar mein jayein..." kanta started her oiling. "bas bas ab jyada maska maar ne ki zaroorat nahin hain kanta... waisey ek baat bata, rasika kahan hain?!! Subah se dikhayi nahin de rahi hain..." DM asked. "aur kahan apni kamre mein hogi aur ranbeer kapoor ke poster ko akhein phar phar ke dekh rahi hogi." Kanta said. "KYA?!!!" DM's eyes became wide. "arey haan mai, ye toh rooj ka majra hain... Kuch din pahele tha salman khan... aura b ranbeer kapoor aur kuch din baad amir khan bhi line pe hain..." kanta said in confusion. "ufff ye larki..." DM stroke her forehead and moved outside of room calling rasika's name loudly.

Meanwhile, in another room of naik sadan, a girl of middle age, wearing a very stylist shifoon saree and huge ear ornaments lying on the bed and drolling on ranbeer kapoor's photo which was in her hand. Her face was full of makeup, eye shadows and liners. "hayeee... kabhi to humse milon handsome! Puri life kya aise hi tumhare photocopy dekh ke bitani paregi..." the woman said makin a cute face. "teri bhi footi kismet rasika.." she sighed, "roj kisi na kisi pe dil haar jati hain... aaj ranbeeer to kaal salman par tujhe to koi nahi puchta... sayad puri lives tujhe lonely lonely hi rahena parega..." rasika made a sad face. "RASIKA!!!!" she heard a loud voice. "mmmaaarrgayeee... didi!!" rasika stood up in hurry. Her whole feature had started to shake in that voice. "RASIKA!!!..." again another scream and DM came inside rasika's room followed by kanta. "jjj...jiii didi!!!" she said stumbling. "rasika tu kya kar rahi thi?" DM asked with an angry voice. "kkkauunnn mmmainmn? Wooo main hanuman challisa par rahi thi..." Rasika said still stumbling. "achaa?! Hanuman challisa ya ranveer challisa?" dm suddenly snatched out the photo of ranbeer kapoor, she was trying to hide. "dddidi... Main to bbbasss..." rasika tried to say. "ha ha... bahut ho gaya rasika... Ab kuch kaam bhi kar le... sabjimandi jaa aur sabji le kar aa..." DM ordered. "main sabjimandi mein..." she screatched her head in confusion. "haan tuuu... maine apni behen kop ghar baithe khilane ke liye nahin rakha hain apne sasural mein... yahan rahena hain to kaam karna parega.." DM said in another commanding voice. "ttthhhikkk hain dddiidiii... main chali.." rasika quickly swept out of room. After some moment rasika was found in the road of basti in a very upset mode. "more or less!! Pura mornings ka maza hi kirkira kar diya didi ne... !! kaha ranbeer ke sapne dekh rahi thi aur chalo ab bhaji ke bhaon lagane..." rasika said in irritation. At a corner she saw ishan and other boys of locality were playing cricket. She suddenly got an idea in mind. When the cricket ball randomly jumped to her she quickly grabbed that with a smirk. All boys ran to her. "ohh chachi, ball wapas do." One boy said. "no wayzzz..." rasika said in her special English accent. "arey chachi ab ball le kar kya karogi tum?!" another boy asked. "tum logo ko koi workings nahi hain kya? Pura days bas playing karte rahete ho!! Jao gharme studies karo!" rasika said. "aarey chachi... pyari chachi de do na ball..." Boys started to say in a poor voice. "okeysss okeysss... Lekin ek conditioner (condition) pe..." she said with a smirk. "arey chachi wo conditioner nahi condition hota hain." A little boy asked. "haan mujhe pata hain... meri english thori high stand (standard) ki hain na... tum logon ko understand nahi hoga... Aura hand... ye bag lo aura jab subjoin Mandy se vegetables chard key lao... fir tumhe wapas milega ye ball..." she said. The boys looked at each other. "dekho chachi ye galat baat hain." A boy protested. "okzzz to ball nahi milega..." rasika smilled evilly and boys looked at each other with poor face. No one noticed that ishan was silently out of chaos and heading towards their home. He all ready knew that rasika chachi won't give back the ball so easily. He knew what to do. Suddenly rasika felt a little marble ball rushed to the spot like a bullet and hurt her hand. "ouch!!!" rasika winced in pain and the cricket ball slipped out from her hand. "thax chachi..." one of the boys quickly grabbed that and rushed. Everyone looked at the door step of kaul house where ishan was standing with a toy gun in his hand from where the marble ball attacked rasika. "naughty boy... Kya tha yeh?! Ek akeli larki ko marble ball marta hain..." rasika screamed. "toh main kya karoon chachi?! Aap sidhe sidhe ball de deti toh mujhe ye sab nahi karna parta," ishan said firmly. "tumm... main tumhe chorungi nahin..." rasika was mad. "arey chachi choro choro... Apni face ka make up change kar ke aao... aise make up mein gusse ka expression thik se nahin ata..." mohan, the eldest of the boys' teased chachi. "mohan!! Kya kaha tune?" chachi was almost going to burst. "sahi toh kaha mohan bhaiya ne chachi. Aap make up ki dukaan aur daya chachi kajal ki dukan...!!!" ishan said with another firm language. "kya?!!! More or less kya kaha tumne?!! Idhar aa jao... Aaj main toh..." but before rasika could reach at the spot all of them swept away from the place. Saroj and Geeta were busy in kitchen. At that moment they saw ishan rushing inside with that toy gun in hand, saroj sensed something wrong. "ishan what happened?!" saroj asked looking at him. "errr mom nothing just..." But before ishan could finish the word they heard that special scream of Daya Naik which was the measure cause of noise pollution in basti. "SAROJ, ISHAN!!!AREY KAHA CHUPE HUYE HO KAUL KE PURE KHANDAAN... HIMMAT HAIN TOH BAHAR AA AUR LAR MUJHSE...!!!" Saroj shighed and rolled her eyes towards ishan who was standing at a side with poor face. "now, what happened to this lady gaga!! Come on saroj..." geeta came out to the balcony facing naik sadan in a mode of fighting. "hey didi, wait!!!" saroj and ishan followed her. geeta came out in balcony and found daya and rasika standing at the other side of balcony and daya seemed really mad. "ab kya huya? Kyun chilla rahe ho?" geeta asked in a loud voice. "saroj samhal apne bte ko... aaj kaal bahut bolne laga..." daya said in a angry voice. "kya kaha usne?! Ishan, what mess u had created now?" saroj said looking towards ishan with angry face. "puch apnee bte se saroj!! Mujhe keheta hain KAJAL KI DUKAN..." She whimpered. "what?!!! Ishan, how could u say so?!!" saroj was confused as well as angry. "what can I do mom?! Agar wo makeup ki dukan chachi sidhe sidhe ball return kar dete toh mujhe bhi ye sab karna parta!!" ishan said looking towards rasika who was trying to hide behind DM. "dekha dekha didi... fir se bola make ki dukan..." rasika almost cried out. "ishan!! Stop it. Don't you have respect for your elders?!" saroj asked. bey "let him go saroj.,.." geeta suddenly said from side. "waisey bhi ishan ne galat thori hi na kaha hain... Khud toh itne kajal lagati ho ki puri basti ki nazar utar jayegi!! Aisa chalta raha na toh kisi din desh mein kajal ki crisis bar jayegi..." geeta said in another loud tone. "abbey ohh masterni!! Apna gyan apne chatro ke liye bachake rakh. Iss daya naik ko gyan dene mat aa..." daya fumed angrily. "jyada chillao mat promoterni!! Waisey bhi main free ka gyan nahi deta aur tumhe toh bilkul nahi doongi..." geeta also split back with same attitude. "god!! They started again." saroj stroke her head. From each and every corner of the houses and roadss of the basti, people were peeping secretly towards the balcony of kaul and naik house and enjoying their daily doze of free drama. Even ajji and satya were enjoying the scene from a window. "arey ye log kyun parosan movie ki remake bana ne pein tule hain..." he said. "pintu, ab in dono ke tu tu main main ko rokne ke liye kuch toh kar." ajji said. "ajji ab inhe to bas aap ke chaite bappa hi rok sakte hain!!" sattu said from side. "bas bahut huya. Aaj aar aur paar ho jana chahiye... Chal utar maidan mein..." daya said in determined voice. "arey choriye daya naik ji. Aur kitne mukabala karwayengey?! Competition ka least bhi khatam ho chukka hain..." geeta yanked. "bhagne ki kousis mat kar masterni! Chal ajja antakhsari ka competition rakhte hain.,..." Daya said. "haan haan, pichle saal ki navratri mein to singing aur dancing dono competition mein kauls ne naiks ko hara diya. Aap ko yaad nahin to winning shield la ke dikha doon..." geeta said in another indifferent tone. "haan haan... aur ye bhi yaad kar ki panja larane ka competition mein kaise govind ko mere raghu ne dhool chataya tha..." Daya said proudly. "han haan, kyun ki hum tumhare tarah gunde nahin hain... sareef log hain hum... waisey mara piti competition ata nahin hain humein... competition rakhna hain toh aisa rakho jo hum dono ko ata hain..." geeta said. "ab tujhe kya ata hain wo mere ko kaise pata hoga geeta?" daya said. "didi stop it na. enough!!" saroj tried to clear up things. "bike racing ka competition rakhein toh kaisa rahega? Buya ko toh bike chalani ati hain aur daya chachi ko bhi..." ishan suddenly said from the side. "ishan stop it!!" saroj tried to say. "ye huyi na baat... saroj paheli baar tere bte ne akal ki baat ki hain.,.. kyun masteni bol, karegi bike racing ka competition?!"daya said in confident voice. "tumhe kya laga ki main dar jaungi?! Main bhi dikha doongi ki hum kisi se kam nahi. Aa jao maidan pein!" saroj threw open challenge. Both of them fumed towards each other and got inside in do or die mode. "saroj where is the key of my byke?!" geeta asked. "didi pls don't so this! Didi just listen to me once." Saroj said but Geeta was not a bit ready to listen to her. on the other hand, "manohar! Meri byke nikal!!" daya mai screamed. "didi-didi stops!... arey tunhara brains ke nutbolt khu; gaye kya?... didi apne old ages ki toh socho..." rasika was cont blabbering on daya's back. "rasika. Apna bak bak bandh kar. uss geeta kaul ko aaj nahin chorungi main!" daya said loudly. Both geeta and saroj went to bring out the byke but to their surprise both of their tyres are punctured. "arghh!! I know, that daya the witch was afraid for the competition so she played dirty tricks!!" geeta fumed. "sab uss geeta ki chal hain. Mulable se choot pane ke liye ye sab kiya.. par main nahin chorne wali masterni ko.." daya said in other side. both saroj and rasika thanked god for saving them. then after some moment the air saturated finally and the show is over, and in ajj's room, both satya and ajji collapsed on the bed with a big sigh. They both were holding a sharp pin in their hand which they just used to puncture daya and geeta's scooter. Ajji and satya both rushed with pins as they heard about bike racing and just at the nick of time they managed to puncture the tires.

"ishan I am fed up with your tantrums. From now on you are not going to play cricket with your friends." Saroj scolded ishan. "and didi.." she moved towards geeta, "what was that?! How you always fight with each other like kids!! You know what you both were going to do?!!"saroj said with a poor face. "what can I do saroj?! She always provoke me to do so..." geeta said stubbornly. "didu... you..." saroj couldn't finish her words and the bell rang. "uff! Must be that daya the witch! Came to tease me as I didn't go for competition." Geeta said and rushed towards the door. Saroj couldn't stop her. "daya tum dkho..." Geeta opened the door in full mode and suddenly got shock. The girl standing outside the door wearing a green spaghetti design kurta and red leg in made an totally O faced looking at geeta. Saroj and govind was also amused finding that girl on the door. After some awkward silence the girl spoke, "momma, is this some new kind of tradition to welcome home?!" she said with a light mischievous voice. "ANTARAAA!!!!!!" geeta said loudly in overjoyed voice. "yup mata shreee!!! It's me!!" antara almost jumped and hugged geeta with a big huge grin. "surprise!!!..." she said while hugging geeta. Saroj ishan all of them rushed towards the door. "didu!!" ishan jumped in happiness. "hows my naughty little bro?" antara left geeta and hi5ed with ishan. " I am super cool didu!" ishan said."but antara you didn't mentioned that you are coming today?!" saroj said in an amused voice. "well I can't wait to meet my family anymore!!" antara said in a chirpy voice. "come inside first!!" geeta said. All of them brought her inside. It was after so long that kaul house were overjoyed to get back the life of their house. ANTARA KAUL!!!

Precap: "you idiot!! I won't leave you today. Chori karta hain ghar mein?! Kabhi antara kaul se pala nahin para na... aaj nahin chorugi." Antara continued to bit the guy in darkness with the huge stick in hand and the guy continued to make pain full sound and tried to defend her danda by her hand.

sorry guyss for this long crap!! i don't even know what i have written in this long crap!! i have gone crazzy🤣... but don't worry, i assure that next chapter will satisfy all of you!!😉

so for that bear this one for now... next chapter is on card soon...😉