cool dudes and morena probs-mn & sg ff pt 10 pg 31 - Page 9

It had been over an hour and nupur and mayank had still not got their desired kurta. Mayank was getting restless now bcoz many guys in the shop were looking at nupur. he wanted to knock them down but he couldn't as this was not Mumbai. He had also seen that nupur got a lot of attention from guys there. And more so she enjoyed it.

"nupur ek ghante se tum kurta dekh rahi ho. Abhi tak kuch pasand nahi aaya? Hame derr ho rahi hain nupur. function shuru ho gaya ho ga.", maynk said.

"mayank mujhe lecture dene se jyada agar tum kurta select karne mein meri madat karoge toh shayad jaldi ho jaayega.", nupur replied sarcastically.

"mujhe yeh sab kurta-vurta khareedna nahi aata.", mayank told her.

"achcha toh diwali pe kya pehna tha?", nupur asked still selecting his kurta.

"who toh maa ne khareeda tha. Aur Mujhe laga tha ki tum aasaani se select kar paaogi par tum bhi maa ki tarah time lagati rehti ho. Ek kurta hi toh select karna hian.", mayank said.

"kya? Who kurta bhi aunty ne select kiya tha. Awww cho chweeet.", nupur said pulling his cheeks. She had momentarily forgotten that she was angry with him.

He smiled at her for one moment and then frowned.

"nupur mera mazak udana band karo aur kapde select karo. Main abhi aata hun. tumhaari selection ke chakkar mein mujhe chakkar aa rahe ahin. Main kuch pi ke aata hun.", saying this mayank got up from his seat.

"by god mayank kaise ladke ho. Main TUMHAARE kapdon ka selection kar rahi hun. aur chakkar toh sirf tumhe aa rahe ahin naa?", nupur said annoyed. "Pata hai maine kabse kuch piya bhi nhai hain.", nupur told him.

"thik hain tumhaare liye bhi pine ke liye aaunga. Main chalu?", saying this mayank left from there.

After some time mayank returned with a bottle of soft drink in his hand.

"kya mayank itna time koi lagata hain kya cold drink lane mein. Banane gaye the kya?", nupur asked.

"tumhaara morena kuch samajh nahi aata. Bahut jyada confusing hain yahaan ke raaste. Anyways yeh lo tumhaari cold drink. Select kar liya kurta?", he asked nupur handing her the bottle.

"haan. ye dekho. kaisa hain?", nupur asked uncertainly. He never really liked her choice in anything. She had selected a maroon and black coloured kurta for him.

He looked at the kurta and smiled.

"nupur tumhaari choice mere saath reh ke kaafi improve ho rahi hain.", mayank said proudly.

"oh hello. Tum toh khud apne kapde select nahi karte. Aur waise shukar manao ke tumhaare kapde aunty select karti hain warna tumhaari choice toh ek dam bakwaas hain.", nupur said though she was happy that mayank liked her choice. It was not everyday her sadu complimented her.

"achcha meri choice kharaab hain? Tum bhi toh meri hi choice hona?", mayank asked raising his eyebrows.

Nupur was at loss of words.

"uhhh haan haan bahut ho gayi baatein. chale? Kitna bolte ho mayank? Ab chalo.", nupur said.

Mayank shook his head and smiled at her.

"main yahi se pehen ke chalta hun. ghar pe function shuru ho gaya hoga. Aise kaise andar chal jaau.", amyank told her.

"by god mayanak tumhaare chakkar mein main tayaar hona bhul gayi. Ab mujhe bhi ghar jaake jaldi se tayaaar hona hian. Ab chale?", she asked and they left the shop.

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Mayank and nupur had returned from shopping. All of them were in the hall enjoying the function. Mayank was standing alone when samrat came there.

"hi dude!! ab tak kahaan the? Shaam se nazar nahi aaye. Wasie nupur bhi nazar anhi aayi. Alls well?", samrat asked smiling at mayank.

"who actually mere liye kurta khareedne gaye the. Aur jahaan tak alls well ki baat hain….ho jaayega…we are getting there. Hopefully all will be well soon.", mayank replied.

"good. But kurta?…tum laaye nahi the kya?", samrat asked.

"hmm…forget it dude. the important part is I got to spend time with her. waise yahaan ke ladkonko kuch jyada hi problem hain. Jab dekho nupur ko ghurte rehte hain.", mayank said.

"chill dude. hota hain.", samrat said with a smirk.

"achcha? Toh uss din gunjan ko uss ladke se baat karte hue dekh kar tum laal kyun ho rahe the?", mayank asked grinning.

"uhh….aisa kuch nahi hain. Who toh main…….waise yeh chashmish hain kahaan? Dikhayi hi nahi de rahi.", samrat said looking for gunjan.

Mayank tapped samrat on his shoulder and pointed in the direction from where gunjan was coming. A smile automatically appeared on samrats face.

"samrat mujhe lagta hain ki tumhe gunjan ki help karni chahiye. Kabse who kaam kar rahi hian.", mayank suggested with a grin.

"umm…haan tum keh rahe ho toh mujhe thik hain.", saying this samrat headed in gunjans direction.

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Samrat was moving towards gunjan when she suddenly disappeared. He tried to see her amidst the crowd. Suddenly bui came up to him and said smiling at him, "samrat yahaan kitne mehmaan hain. Jaao gunjan ki kitchen mein help karo."

Samrat smiled at her and headed towards the kitchen. He saw gunjan filling the glasses with soft drink.

"hi chashmish", samrat said cheerfully.

Gunjan almost spilled the bottle in her hands and turned to look at him.

"kya hua chashmish? Main hun. samrat. koi bhoot nahi jot um aise darr gayi.", samrat said smiling at her.

"samrat tum yahaan. Tumhe toh baahar hona chahiye.", gunjan said.

"Main tumhaari help karne aaya hun chashmish.", samrat replied.

"samrat tum mehmaan ho. Tum kaise help karoge. Aur wasie bhi tumne bahut kaam kiya hian aaj.", gunjan told him.

"toh iska matlab tum mujhe apni family ka hissa nahi maanti.", samrat said looking upset.

Gunjan felt bad for saying that to him. She didn't want to hurt him. But lately she somehow ended up spending time with him.

"samart mera matlab who nahi tha. Tum humaari family ka hissa ho lekin yeh kaam main khud kar sakti hun.", gunjan replied.

Samrat smiled at her and said, "atleast glasses fill karne mein toh help kar hi sakta hun right?". And with that he took the glasses from her hand and started filling it.

After filling the glasses, gunjan went out to serve the guests whereas samrat came and stood with mayank, benji and uday. All the while he was looking at gunjan. He felt thirsty so he went towards gunjan who had only one glass on the tray.

"chashmish mujhe pyaas lagi hain. Main yeh lelu?", samrat asked pointing towards the glass.

But before she could say something another guy came up to gunjan and said, "gunjan yeh glass main leh sakta hun?"

"haan saahil!! yeh lo.", saying this she handed him the glass.

Samrat just stared at her. he ahd asked for the glass first then why did she give it to someone else. He turned to look at the guy. He was the same guy with whom gunjan was talking the other day. He frowned recognizing the guy, all his insecurities coming back. The guy took the glass and left.

Samrat looked at gunjan and asked seriously, "chashmish maine pehle maanga tha toh tumne usse kyun diya?"

Gunjan laughed at samrats childishness and said, "samrat tum bhi bachcho ki tarah behave karte ho. Who mehmaan hain aur main mehmaan ko chodke tumhe kaise glass deti?"

Samrat smiled realizing that she was right.

"toh ab tumhe mujhe khud dusra glass dena hoga. Abhi!!", samrat demanded like a small kid.

Gunjan shook her head and smiled.