'Samrat kya main yahan baitho?'
'arey Chashmish tum! Haan, yebhi koi poochane ki baat hai baitho'
and Sam gave some space on same rock he was sitting.
She sat by her, she was close to him.
Her hairs were flying due to wind and were coming on her face. She set them back by her hand.
Sam was stairing at her continuously. But embaressed he continued looking at waves. Now Gun turn towards him,
'Samrat kya hua hai tumhe?'
'mujhe kuch nahi'
'kuch to hua hai, warna tum itne chup kyun ho?'
'kuch nahi bas in waves ko dekh raha tha. Kitne shanti phir bhi kitna shor hai....'
'Samrat.........', Gun called out with weird expression.
'hhmm..........'
'tum sach mein thik nahi ho. Jo pehle guitar, ladkiya, basket ball ki baate karata tha ab wo lehare, shor, shanti, aise baat kar raha hai?'
Sam gave her a faint smile.
'wo sab chodo aur mujhe batao ke jab tum studies ke baad jab vacation mein morena jaogi.......'
'ek min Samrat! Main vacation mein morena nahi jaungi, mumbai aaungi'
Smile suddenly vanished from Sam's face,
'matlab tum Mumbai mein nahi rahogi?'
'nahi. Main phir wapas chali jaungi. Mujhe wahan pe padhana hai. Mujhe teacher banana hai'
Sam said without showing the sadness in his voice, 'oh! Teacher......ms. Aha ki tarah?'
'nahi...nahi. Nahin to koi benji mere peeche pad jaega'
'to phir Deodhar ki tarah strict ya Shukla ki tarah teloo?'
'Samrat! Wo hamare teacher hai'
'achha, main bhi tumhare sath aunga'
'tum? Kya karoge aakar?'
'dekho do wajah hai. Ek, tum jab se mumbai mein aye ho tumhari hindi bighad gaye hai. To use sudharne ke liye tumhe Bhavesh ki jarurat padegi. Aur dusri yeh ke, mujhe us optician se milna hai jisne tumhara chasma banaya'
'kyun?', Gun questioned.
'Bhavesh apna chashma wahan se nahi banaega. Kya chashma banaya hai tumhara, hamesha khisakata rehta hai'
Sam said and that point Gun's chashma khisak gaya.
'dekha, chashmish!'
'achha? Lekin wahan jo tumhe chahiye wo kuch nahi hai. Nah short skirtwali ladkiya, na sports
bike, na basket ball court na.........'
'par tum ho na!'
Sam said cutting her sentence and looking at her so cutely. If any other gal had been their she would have jumped into sea in exitment.
'chashmish, agar tum ho to mujhe kisiki jarurat nahi'
(the trademark MJHT tune plays behind)
Gun looked at Sam for once and smiled shyly. And now she started to watch waves whereas Sam was still stairing at Gun.
Now, he was sure it was love! For sure! He dnt wanted this moment to go, he dnt want Gun to leave him for one sec, he wanted to be with her for lifetime. Yes! It was love.
Now, it happened! It must be special night today, stars must be shinning brightly and in that beautiful ambeance,
Sam BLUSHED. He saw down towards his heart, it was beating fast. It was feeling of one of kind what Sam hvnt experianced before,
'bachhu Samrat', he thought 'tu to gaya kaam se. Jaise Benji kehta hai, sheher ki patang ka pech gaavi ke manje se ladh hi gaya! Oh god'
and his eyes moisten a bit.