...Mushkil Bada Yeh PYAR Hai ! [4] {Upd @ 01 Oct) - Page 27

PART 48:1/6

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GUNJAN looked at the boiling water and she picked up the container of tea leaves. She added spoonfuls of tea leaves and waited for the tea to boil as she was lost in her thoughts of what she had just heard about her boss. Such drastic changes!! How could a person be arrogant and rude one minute and then, be the complete opposite few moments later?? gel in with the kids, play cricket, have ice cream??

She heard the click of the gas lighter which brought her out of her thoughts. TAI smiled as she saw the confused look on GUNJAN's face and signaled her to look at the gas. It was then that GUNJAN realised that she had forgotten to switch on the gas again and that she had water just enough for one cup of tea, which had started boiling away again. She smiled sheepishly at TAI and quickly added some more water to the already boiling tea and picked up the tray to set it with tea cups for the family. Suddenly, she stopped and looked around.

She walked over to the small cabinet in the corner and opened it, as she searched for something. Not finding it, she closed the cabinet door again and turned to TAI and asked, her tone soft... "Tai !! Biji ki cup kahaan hai...?? Woh yahaan toh nahin dikh rahi...?? "

TAI spoke, without looking at her, as she was busy pouring the tea in the tea cups... "Arre Bitiya !! Aap kyun itna pareshaan ho rahi ho... Main kar deti hoon naa..."

GUNJAN countinued her search for the special cup, as she replied..." Iss mein pareshani waali toh koi baat hi nahin hai Tai... Mumbai par bhi main jab ghar par rehti hoon yeh sab karti hi hoon... Aap bas mujhe woh Biji ka cup..."

TAI kept the strainer on the utensil and opened the drawer just beneath the platform and took out a beautiful ivory and green cup and handed it over to GUNJAN as she said, a smile on her face..." Yeh lo Bitiya !! Yeh raha BIJI ka cup...Isse alag se sambhalkar rakhna padta hai... Tum toh jaanti hi ho ki... "

GUNJAN smiled ...

as she hurriedly walked over to TAI to take the cup from her hand, as she said... a smile on her face..." Main jaanti hoon TAI ki, yeh BIJI ka favorite cup hai... woh iss cup se emotionally judi hui hain... kyunki,yeh cup TAYA JII khaas unke liye DUBAI se laaye the. Unki kaafi saari yaadein judi hain iss cup se... woh bina iss cup ke kabhi chai nahin peetin... achhi tarah se jaanti hoon... Hamesha unhein issi cup se chai peete hue jo dekha hai... she took the cup from TAI's hand as she looked at TAI and continued... woh actually, Kitchen ke re-construction ke baad sab kuchh badal gaya hai... issliye mujhe pata nahin tha ki, ab yeh cup kahaan par rakhi hai..."

She looked at the cup and kept it carefully on the ray that was now all ready with the cups filled with steaming hot tea. She quickly poured tea in BIJI's special cup and then, picking up the tray, she walked out of the kitchen and made her way towards the living room, where the men waited for their evening cup of tea. After handing them the tea cups, she walked towards the stairs which would lead to the terrace.

GUNJAN reached the terrace to see the ladies of the family chatting ... SHARDA Jii and Mami with BIJI... smiles on their faces ... looking happy. And this made GUNJAN feel good... she loved to see that BIJI also sported a smile, after many days... GUNJAN felt her guilt lessen when she saw that smile.

She walked over to the where the ladies were sitting and kept the tray on the table. As she rested the tray on the table and looked up, she saw the ladies looking at her and she smiled. Mamiji spoke, lovingly... " Arre GUNJAN Bete !! Tumne kyun takleef ki...?? Tai se keh diya hota..toh woh... "

Smiling at her,

GUNJAN sat on the arm of the chair and keeping her arms around mamiji's shoulders, she said... I know Mami... lekin, main yeh karna chahti thi... aur phir iss tarah aap sab ke liye Chai banana ka mauka milta hi kahaan hai...

As she patted GUNJAN's hand which rested on her shoulder, mamiji looked at SHARDA Jii who was looking proudly at GUNJAN. Mamiji smiled as she spoke... " SHARADA !! Yeh toh bilkul bhi nahin badlee... lagta hi nahin ki, yeh itne dinon baad yahaan aayi hai.." she looked at GUNJAN lovingly, to receive the most beautiful smile ever...

Suddenly , MAMIJI slapped her forehead slightly as she said... " Oh !! Mujhe toh batoon mein waqt ka pata hi nahin chala... Aap sab chai lijiye... main abhi Tai ko keh kar aati hoon ki,woh inhein aur Bhai saab ko bhi Chai de aaye... But before she could make a move to get up, GUNJAN gently made her sit again as she said..." Iski koi zaaroorat nahin hai Mami... kyunki, main abhi unhein chai de kar hi aa rahi hoon. Aap aaram se yahaan chai pijiye..."

GUNJAN stood up and picked a cup for her mami and handed it to her. Then, she very carefully picked up BIJI's special cup and forwarded it to her. BIJI smiled and said... " Isse abhi table par hi rakh do... main thodi der mein le loongi." GUNJAN nodded and kept the cup back in the tray and picking up the last cup, handed it over to SHARADA JII. She then turned to walk away from the terrace when she was stopped as she heard the sound of glass breaking...

Ccchhhaaannnaaakkk...

Startled she turned to look at where the sound came from

and was aghast to see the precious cup, the beautiful ivory green cup, now standing on the tray, only it's ear and the base visible. The rest of it lay scattered over the table and one big chunk lay on the floor. She looked shocked!! BIJI's cup... she looked at BIJI and she gulped... in BIJI's hand was a red cricket ball... and her eyes kind of matched that color... and as her anger was increasing, her ears, her cheeks also started turning red...

Mami Jii and SHARADA Jii looked at each other and then at GUNJAN who looked petrified....

[-A Passionate Love Story]


PART 48: 2/6
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Meanwhile The' Cricket Team -

A shocked team stood near the wall of the house, trying to fathom what had just happened. Each player looked at each other and then at the terrace and fear was writ large over their face. Then suddenly, they just fled the scene and hid behind the huge tree that bordered the ground. A small voice spoke, fear all evident in his voice as he asked..." Ab Kya hoga...?? Hum ghar kaise jaayenge...??

AASHU peeped from behind the tree and looked at the terrace, then at the kid who spoke and then again towards the terrace as he spoke, his voice tensed... " Kuchh tutne ki bhi awaaz aaayi thi ... pata nahin kya tuta hoga...?? "

Another kid sat down, worry writ large on his face as he spoke what was the very fearful thing for all the kids out there... " Uss awaz se zyada awaaz toh tab aayegi jab BIJI hamari haddiyaan todengi... " he looked up at the other kids innocently.

AASHU frowned as he said..."Maine kaha tha naa... uss taraf ball nahin jaani chahiye... phir... !! and then they all looked at the 'Team Captain' who stood leaning against the wall, resting the Bat he held on the ground, grasping it tightly in both his hands... he looked at his team who was glaring at him... him... the guts these kids had to glare at SAMRAT... THE SAMRAT SHERGILL !!

The frown disappeared as he saw his team look at him menacingly, like they would pounce on him and beat the life out of him... after all, they were going to have to face BIJI . SAMRAT asked, his tone indicating the nervousness he felt...

"What...?? Tum...Tum sab... mujhe aise kyun dekh rahe ho...?? Mai... Maine... Maine kya kiya...?? he changed his tone to a strict one...well, he tried to sound strict as he said... " Maine.. kuchh nahin kiya... so,don't try to put all the blame on me... agar aisi halki-phulki bachhon wali ball aayegi toh SIX lagna toh normal si baat hai... "

AASHU stormed over to where SAMRAT stood and said... his voice reflecting his thoughts, anger... " Bachhe , Bachhe jaisi ball nahin karenge toh kya Brett Lee jaisi ball karenge...?? Aapko kisne kaha tha ki, Sachin wale shot khelo...?? "

SAMRAT was taken aback by the tone...no one had dared speak to him like this, but this kid... for once, SAMRAT was at the receiving end of someone's anger. He quickly moved away from the wall and walked over near the tree, where others stood and said...trying to sound strict... " Oye !! Woh sab main nahin jaanta...Tum sab ne jaan-boojh kar mujhe easy ball phenki issliye woh sixer laga...toh jo bhi hua uske liye main nahin... tum sab zimmedaar ho... "

All the kids looked at each other and then at AASHU. Though he knew that this blame game would not ensure that they were safe from BIJI's scolding, AASHU wanted to continue the blame game and make SAMRAT take the fall for what had just happened... he threatened..." Ok... phir, Aap hum logon ke saath chuup kyun rahe ho...?? Aapko toh andar jaana chaiye naa...?? Don't play smart wid us...Aane do Biji ko... phir woh batayengi ki,galti kiski thi... ? "

A gulp indicated that SAMRAT knew who was at fault... and after AASHU's threat, he was even more worried. He looked around... and then, slowly peeped from behind the tree to see if he could spot anyone... BITTU walked over to SAMRAT and tapped him on his hand, startling SAMRAT and asked " Idhar-udhar kya dekh rahe ho...?? Yahaan aisi aur koi jagah nahin jahaan aap jaakar chhup sako... "

SAMRAT glared at him and then continued searching as he said..." Chhupne ki jagah nahin dhoondh raha... SUMIT ko dhoondh raha hoon...shayad usse... "

AASHU cut him off as he walked over to him and said... " Hello !! Kya aapko SUMIT Mamu itne bewkoof lagte hain jo woh yahaan par honge...?? Woh toh aapke sixer shot ke baad woh spl. 'Sound' sunne ke pehle hi gayab ho gaye ... Ab toh woh hamein pehchanenge bhi nahin... aur naa hi unhein yeh yaad hoga ki woh bhi hamari team mein the... "

SAMRAT looked shocked as he heard AASHU... his last hope was SUMIT... who would side him...but...he sat down... (( Saala yeh Sumit tok kaafi tez nikla... Pata nahin uss sixer ke baad main yeh Bat lekar kaun se award ka wait kar raha tha...?? sabse pehle toh mujhe hi gayab ho jaana chahiye tha... lekin ab...?? Yeh 'Chirkut Company' toh ab mujhe chhodegi nahin... Yeh toh sabko pakad pakad kar batayenge ki woh SIX maine hi lagaya hai... !!!

He looked back at the house, where all seemed calm as of now, but for how long??

ek toh woh old lady mujhe waise hi pasand nahin karti... iss SIX ke baad toh usse full right mil jaayega mujhe target karne ke liye... aur yahi nahin... meri wajah se GUNJAN ko bhi chhar baatein sunayengi... Main achhe se jaanta hoon... unhein sirf 1 mauka chahiye jis se woh ghar walon ko convince kar sakein ki main aur Yeh job GUNJAN ke liye sahi nahin...

He looked straight ahead, his head resting against the bark of the tree...

Kuchh toh karna hoga... jaldi se kuchh soch SAM warna aaj toh tera patta hi saaf ho jaayega... Koi idea bhi nahin raha... koi help karne wala bhi toh...he looked at AASHU n gang...they were crowded together near the wall, discussing their next strategy... suddenly, a thought came across in his mind... Wait... wait... Help toh mere saamne maujood hai...Main toh bas yun hi darr raha tha... !!Come on Dude !! after all I am SAMRAT SHERGILL... Saare SHEGILL empire ko handle kar sakta hoon toh phir yeh 'Chirkut Company' ko handle karna kaun si badi cheez hai... Bas ab SAM ki tarah nahin... Businessmen SAMRAT SHERGILL ki tarah iss plan ko execute karna hoga... ))

Feeling mighty proud of himself at having reached a solution to his problem, he smirked as he stood up and walked towards the gang... as he came close to them, he wiped the smirk off his face and looked sad... they stopped discussing and looked at him, angrily, keeping his tone cool, SAMRAT said, casually... "Ok !! Fine... !! Tum logon ko agar lagta hai ki yeh sab meri wajah se hua aur sirf main hi inn sab ke liye zimmedaar hoon... toh Its ok...!!

Jaao...jaakar mera naam bata do...I have no problem... agar mera name lene se tum sab bach jaate ho toh...koi baat nahin... Main jo hoga dekh loonga... Meri galti ke liye tum sab kyun daant sunoge...?? " trying to sound innocent, he completed his sentence.

All the kids were shocked to hear him speak like this. they looked at each other and then at SAMRAT... then, again at each other... SAMRAT spoke again, making the kids look at him... his tone sounding very innocent... " Kya hua... tum sab jaate kyun nahin... Jaao... jaakar bata do ki,woh ball maine hi maari thi... Kya hoga..?? Biji daantengi hi naa... aur ho sakta hai tumhaare Nanu mujhe ghar se jaane ko keh den... Its Ok...main chup chap chala jaaoonga... "

He threw his 'Emotional Atyachaar' card... and made a sad face... the kids were confused... they looked at each other ... SAMRAT was smirking, he knew this would work, it always worked with his mom... just then, he heard BITTU speak... " Phir toh koi problem hi nahin... !! Chal AASHU... Nanu aur BIJI ko inka name bata dete hain... BIJI toh inhein waise hi daantti rehti hain...

Aaj bhi daant lengi toh inhein kya farq padega... aur jahaan tak ghar se jaane ki baat hai...yeh toh already kisi Hotel mein hi the naa... phir se wahin chale jaayenge... Simple !! Chalo...abhi jaakar BIJI ko Nanu ko bata dete hain ki,humne kuchh nahin kiya...jo kiya inhone hi kiya... " sounding very happy and relaxed at having got away from the punishment that was due to them, BITTU completed his sentence.

The smirk disappeared and SAMRAT was shocked... he did not expect this. His 'Emotional atyachhar' trump card had failed here. He looked at AASHU who was lost in some thought... his last hope, AASHU...

But SAMRAT's hopes were dashed here too. Giving it a thought, AASHU said... " I think,you are right... Yeh toh itte bade hain ki, BIJI inhein sirf daant kar hi chhod dengi...hamara naam aaya toh 1 bhi haddi nahin bachegi... BIJI ki woh stick dekhi hai naa...? jo unke room mein hai... Woh uska use aaj hum par hi karengi agar unhein hamari involment pata chali... "

SAMRAT looked angrily at the gang which had started walking towards the house... (( Yeh bachhe hain...?? Shaitaan ke Dada hain, Dada... SAM beta...!! jaldi kuchh aur soch warna,yeh aaj khud ko bachane ke liye teri hi bali chadha denge... Lekin... aisi kaun si cheez hai jo inhein mere against jaane se rok sakti hai...?? Kuchh toh... and the smirk reappeared... as he recollected the weak point of the kids.... WoW !! Mil gayi inki weakness...ab dekhta hoon inn mein se kaun mera naam leta hai...))

He spoke loudly, just enough to get the kids to stop and look at him... " Jaao... jaldi jaakar unhein mera naam batao... Kya hua jo iss mein tum logon ka hi nuksaan hai..."

AASHU n the gang turned to look at SAMRAT ...they were so confused. They were wondering if any of them had any idea what SAMRAT was talking about...but when each realised the other had no clue, BITTU came close to SAMRAT n asked innocently... " Nuksaan...?? Kaisa Nuksaan...?? "

SAMRAT was expecting just this. In a very carefree and relaxed tone, he said..." Koi itna bad bhi nuksaan nahin... Bas, agar BIJI ne mujhe daanta...yaa tumhaare Nanu ne mujhe yahaan se jane ko kaha toh ...shayad... "

AASHU walked over to him and asked him impatiently..." Shayad... kya...?? "

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Very casually, looking away from the group of kids, who were staring at him, SAMRAT replied ... " Shayad... phir tum sab kabhi apne favorite SALMAN bhai se mil nahin paaoge...

BITTU took a step forwards as he demanded... " Kyun...?? Hum SALMAN Bhai se kyun nahin mil paayenge...?? Aur phir,aaj ke incident ka SALMAN Bhai se kya connection...?? "

SAMRAT looked at him and smiled...

then turning around, he walked towards the bench and took a seat. Throwing the bat on the ground, he kept his right leg over his left knee and leaned back, looking completely at ease and relaxed. His hands sprawled over the back of the bench, he looked at the kids who had followed him to the bench and said..." Connection ?? Off course connection hai... Kyunki meri help ke bina tum SALMAN se kabhi nahin mil sakte... "

BITTU kept his hands on his waist as he asked... "Woh kaise...?? Then, pointing a finger at SAMRAT he continued... Aur aap SALMAN Bhai ko Sirf SALMAN kyun bol rahe ho...?? "

Quite until now, AASHU finally spoke up... he walked even closer to the bench and asked... " aur aap hamari help kaise kar sakte ho...?? "

SAMRAT chuckled as he looked away and shook his head. Then he looked at AASHU as his tone sounding very casual, he replied... " Off course, main tum sab ki help kar sakta tha... kyunk, maine socha tha hum sab ab dost hain... issliye jab tum sab MUMBAI aaoge toh tumhein tumhaare SALMAN Bhai se milwa doonga... The remembering BITTU's question, he looked at BITTU and said..... " Woh SALMAN Bhai tum sab ke liye hoga,mere liye toh sirf SALMAN hai ... aur maina aise hi..."

AASHU quickly scrambled over to sit next to SAMRAT and looking at him, he asked, excitedly....Kya... aap...aap SALMAN Bhai ko jaante ho...?? Aap unse mile ho...?? Wo... woh..kaise lagte hain...?? I...I mean Real' mein kaise lagte hain...?? "

SAMRAT knew this was going to be the reaction. He looked at the other kids, looking at him excitedly, waiting for his reply. SAMRAT smirked as he stood up and, walking towards the other kids, he said..." Mila hoon...?? Arre main toh usse kabhi bhi mil sakta hoon... after all he is my Client. Uske 'Being Human' Brand ke liye raw material hum hi toh supply karte hain. In fact, Business term ki wajah se Hum toh ek dusre ke saare family function bhi attend karte hain...he spoke very casually. From the corner of his eyes, he was checking on the gang's reaction and he had to make an effort to stifle a chuckle seeing that.

They were all gaping at him... finally...finally his trump card was working... SAMRAT SHERGILL never fails at making deals, if business deals could not escape him, then how could this chirkut gang?? He stopped and waited.

All the kids looked at AASHU expecting a solution to this massive problem... this was even difficult now, because where on one hand they had to escape BIJI's wrath by letting SAMRAT take the fall, on the other hand, they had to, simply had to meet SALMAN KHAN on their next trip to MUMBAI. AASHU did not know what to do... he looked at his gang, who were looking at him, expectations galore on their eyes that their 'boss' would have a solution for this problem too. He walked over to SAMRAT and standing in front of him, asked..." Aap... aap sach keh rahe ho...?? Hum agar MUMBAI aaye toh aap hamein unse mila sakte ho naa...?? "

SAMRAT quickly wiped the smirk of his face as he replied... " WHY !! Maine kaha main mila sakta tha kyunki mujhe laga hum sab ab friend hain... Lekin, that was my mistake...tum sab mere friend toh ho nahin... kyunki,agar mere friend hoe toh mujhe save karte...naa ki saare blame mujh par daal kar khud save hone ki sochte..." he pouted as he looked away...his arms folded across his chest.

AASHU said nothing, he looked at his gang. They were looking at him and then, they looked at each other. AASHU again looked at SAMRAT. Just then BITTU scurried over to where the two stood and whispered something in AASHU's ears. A smile flickered on AASHU's face as he heard what BITTU had to say. He looked at BITTU and grinned widely, receiving an equally wide grin in return... and then, looking at SAMRAT, he said very proudly... " Koi baat nahin... GUNJAN Di hain naa... !! Unhone humse promise kiya hai ki,jab hum MUMBAI aayenge ... toh woh hamein SALMAN Bhai se milwayengi "

SAMRAT knew this would happen. He was all prepared for this GOOGLY... a chuckle and he said...showing them a thumbs up... " Then GOOD Luck to all of you... !! By the way, Jaakar apni GUNJAN Di se poocho toh sahi ki woh khud kitni baar SALMAN KHAN se mili hain...?? What a joke.. jo khud kabhi ussse nahin mil paya...woh tum sab ko kya milwayegi...?? Think logically...n yaa for your kind information, SALMAN se milna itna easy nahin hai.

He turned to walk away and then stopped and turning around, he said...

Aur uske milwane ka sawal toh tab aayega jab main usse chhuti doonga... Don't forget , She is my employee... 9 to 6 toh Office mein hi rehti hai... Tum sab ko SALMAN se milwane ke liye kya night mein try karegi...??" Smirking, he turned around and started walking away slowly.

A stumped gang stood behind him. They looked at each other and then formed a circle to discuss something. As SAMRAT heard the whispers, he laughed lightly. He slowed down his pace even more. And then, finally he heard what he wanted to hear... AASHU spoke up... his tone very soft, innocence laced as he said... " Ok !! Hum sab mein se koi bhi aapka name nahin lega...I mean...koi nahin kahega ki...wo...woh Sixer' aapne mara tha... lekin,uske liye aapko humse Promise karna hoga ki...ki...jab hum MUMBAI aayenge...aap hamaein SALMAN Bhai se milwaoge !! "

Triumphant, SAMRAT stopped and turned. He knew, this was going to happen. he smiled as he looked at the gang, which looked crestfallen and said... " Why not...?? I promise,Tum sab jab bhi MUMBAI aaoge... Main tum sab ko SALMAN se milwaoonga kyunki, agar tum sab mujhe save kar rahe ho it means we are friends... aur main apne friends se kabhi jhoothe promise nahin karta. "

BITTU looked at AASHU and asked him, his worry very evident in his tone... " Lekin, abhi hum sab kya karenge...?? Aaj BIJI se bachenge tab toh MUMBAI jaayenge naa...?? " The kids nodded as they all looked at SAMRAT....

SAMRAT smiled and walked over to them...

keeping his hand over AASHU's shoulder, he said, his tone completely relaxed... SAMRAT said... " Just Relax Guyz !! Main hoon naa... !! I know,yeh matter kaise aur kis ke through handle kiya ja sakta hai...?? "

All the kids looked at SAMRAT in surprise and then at each other in confusion. AASHU also looked at SAMRAT, confused... he smiled as he looked at AASHU first and then the other kids and said..." GUNJAN !! "

He was amused to see the kids looking at him, shocked at what they had just heard. he moved towards the rest of the kids and standing behind them, he said... " Yaa...You heard right...She is the solution of all our Problems ... bas wait n watch !! " the kids had turned around to look at him. Stunned with what they had heard, but soon their expressions changed as they saw SAMRAT wink at them. They heaved a sigh of relief and looked at each other, innocent faces sporting cute smiles.

[-A Passionate Love Story]

PART 48:3/6

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After few hours

Hands crossed and looking downwards, the gang stood in front of BIJI. Her bloodshot eyes were enough to ensure the kids did not even dare to look up. As her angry gaze shifted to SAMRAT, he quickly moved a step behind and then closer to GUNJAN. He gave a very innocent look to GUNJAN who was looking at him in surprise.

SAMRAT smiled at her, making her almost gape in shock. But then, SAMRAT moved his gaze to look at BIJI, making GUNJAN look at BIJI who was now glaring at her too. She quickly looked downwards. The kids stole glances at each other as they waited for the 'judgement'.

The other family members too looked at each other. They knew BIJI's anger only too well. They knew the kids were in deep trouble. Prof NANDA looked at VISHAL Mamu and jerked his head slightly towards the kids. VISHAL Mamu nodded and walked over to the kids and said... " Bachhon ...!! Main khush hoon ki aap sab ne apni galti accept kar li aur hamein sach kaha..."

Slowly the kids looked at VISHAL Mamu and then, when they spotted BIJI's glare, looked downwards again. AASHU slowly looked at SAMRAT but he immediately received a glare from there too and a signal to keep his mouth shut. He quickly looked downwards. VISHAL Mamu continued... " Lekin,aap logon ko yeh samjhna chahiye ki... "

Walking towards the children and VISHAL, BIJI growled... "Lo...ab yahi ek kasar bach gayi thi... standing next to VISHAL , she said in sarcasm, glaring at him... " agar inki tariff karne se fursat mil jaye toh inke iss bade se kaam ke liye 1-2 Nobel award bhi dilwa de..." As VISHAL looked downwards, BIJI looked at the kids angrily and said... " Tum sab ne jo aaj kiya hai,uske liye main tumhein kabhi maaf nahin karoongi... aur iske liye tumhein sazaa bhi milegi... lekin jab tak tum logon ke liye koi sazaa soch na loon...tum sab ka aaj ke baad ghar ke compound mein yeh Ball-Balle' [Bat-Ball] ka khel band...agar aaj ke baad maine kisi ke haathoon mein ye Balla..yaa yeh Ball dekhi toh...

GUNJAN spoke up, a little scared, but her tone gentle as usual as she pleaded with BIJI... " Lekin BIJI... agar yeh..."

BIJI looked at her angrily and raised her voice higher, forcing GUNJAN to look away...

she said... "Tu Chup kar.. !! Teri hi wajah se yeh aaj bach gaye warna main toh aaj hi... Koi baat nahin... sazaa toh inhein zaroor milegi , lekin tab tak inke Ball-Balle' ka khelna band." And that was the final judgement for the time being.

The kids were sad, almost in tears. But they still did not have the guts to look up at the elders and plead with them to help them out of this situation. They kept looking downwards. The elders followed BIJI out of the living room, leaving the kids and SAMRAT and GUNJAN in the living room.

The kids sighed as they spread out, some on the sofa and some on the floor... looking dejected. SAMRAT heaved a sigh of relief... which did not go unheard. GUNJAN heard his sigh and looked at him. he looked relaxed but more than that, he looked victorious.

She knew and recognized that look. (( Oh God !! Iska matlab hai mera doubt sahi tha...Woh ball inhone hi maari thi aur ilzam inn bachhon par aa gaya...lekin... lekin... She looked at the kids ....phir yeh bachhe chup kyun rahe...?? Jahaan tak main inhein jaanti hoon ,yeh aise hi toh chup nahin rehne waale... phir kya wajah ho sakti hai...??Anyway,abhi ke liye toh matter solve hua... She looked upwards... Thank God !! Aapne bacha liya ..warna agar inka naam aa jata toh , inke saath saath meri bhi band baj jaani thi...

She looked at SAMRAT who was grinning... looking at the kids...

I can't imagine ki office wale woh rude aur strict SAMRAT SHERGILL ka yeh bhi 1 side ho sakta hai... Oh God !! Kitne shararti hain yeh...?? Bade to bade... inhone toh bachhon ko bi nahin chhoda... Bechare ASHU-BITTU aur yeh saare bacche...,inki wajah se inn sabka Cricket bhi band ho gaya. She joined her hands as she begged... Hey Bhagwan !! madad karo... kisi tarah sahi salamat MUMBAI pahunch jaaoon... toh pakka mandir mein aakar Prasad' chadhaoongi... )) She then looked at SAMRAT who was looking at her. And just as their eyes met, he winked at her... GUNJAN looked shocked to see this. Smiling at her, SAMRAT walked away to his room... totally carefree.

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Totally stunned at seeing the change in SAMRAT's behavior, GUNJAN watched as SAMRAT reached his room, opened the door and entered his room. As he turned around to shut the door, he saw a stunned GUNJAN staring at him.



He signaled her indicating that she could now move from there as he smiled and shut the door. GUNJAN quickly turned around and walked towards the kitchen, lost in her thoughts.


Reaching the kitchen, she took a deep breath and decided to forget about what had just happened and start preparing for dinner. She opened the refrigerator and took out some vegetables. As she was slicing them, the thoughts of the events earlier returned. Unbelievable things were happening since she was here with SAMRAT. What was he thinking?? With the kids, harassing BIJI!!! Suddenly she stopped slicing the vegetables... she kept the knife down as she turned around, petrified...



with just one thought... what if?? What if SAMRAT and BIJI were to come face to face before this matter was sorted out?? Another face-off!! Both stubborn... none would back down. She again turned round and picked up the knife, but she was unable to concentrate on anything right now. She kept the knife down and walked out of the kitchen... taking quick steps, she walked towards her room...

GUNJAN shut the door behind her as she walked over to the bed and flopped on it. She leaned back as she massaged her forehead... ((Oh God ! Main toh sach mein paagal ho jaaoongi. Pehli baar, aisa lag raha hai jaise kisi terrorist place par aa gayi hoon. Kab kaun sa dhamaka kahaan ho jaayega ?? kuchh pata nahin. Shaam [Eve.] mein toh kisi tarah situation handle kar li, lekin, Next time kuch...))

She was startled as she heard the door of her room open. She looked up and was shocked to see SAMRAT enter the room...

He took no time in slamming it shut behind him... GUNJAN got off the bed and walked over to him as he stood against the door... she looked at his right hand which held the handle of the door as he kept looking at the door. She walked up close to him, as she asked..." Kya hua?? Aap... aap iss tarah mere room mein ?? Aur... aur apne darwaza kyun bandh kar diya?? She completed her sentence as she pointed at the door...

SAMRAT looked at her and GUNJAN was surprised to see the look on his face. The usually grumpy look was not there. Instead, he looked at her with excitement on his face. The eyes which were filled with hatred were gleaming... he looked like a kid who had just be up to some mischief and was now hiding in order to avoid the punishment.

Still holding the door handle with his right hand, he moved his left hand towards his face as he made a fist and kept his index finger on his lips... " Shhh " !! and then looking around the room, he said..."Sab batata hoon. Pehle main..." and he walked past her, towards the wardrobe...

GUNJAN followed SAMRAT as he walked briskly towards the wardrobe... asking him... " Aap kya dhoondh rahe hain ?? Just then she stopped. She quickly turned around and walked over to the door... Aur... aur yeh bahar shor kaisa hai?? Main... main abhi..." and she was about to open the door, when the door slammed shut... she looked at SAMRAT who had done so... he looked at her as he held the door closed and said...in a soft tone... " Thodi der chup nahin reh sakti?? Kaha naa batata hoon. Pehle mujhe kahin chhipne ki jagah toh batao. "

GUNJAN kept looking at him as she asked him..." What?? Aapko chhipna hai?? Par kisse, aur kyun?? Coffee-Mug wali baat toh sambhaal li thi... ab kya hua??

SAMRAT moved his hand away from the door as he stood in front of her and looked downwards... then looking at her sheepishly, innocence generously loaded in his eyes and tone, he said..." Kuchh nahin... Wo... woh bas tumhaari BiJi ki Chhadi (stick) tod di...

GUNJAN was shocked to hear this... she kept looking at SAMRAT, her mouth slightly open in shock... but SAMRAT had a smile on his face

as pride took over innocence when he said, rather relaxed... " Don't worry ! I don't think unhone mujhe unki chhadi[stick] todte hue dekha hoga...and saying so, he turned around and walked towards the window...

GUNJAN looked at him as she followed him, asking him...her tone indicating her fear... " What..?? Aapko pata bhi hai?? BiJi ko sab dikhta hai... aur... "

SAMRAT stopped and turned around as he cut her off..." Dikhta hai.. !! agar unhone apne specs... wo kya kehti hain woh... haan 'Chashma...'!! agar unhone 'Chashma' pehne hon toh...

GUNJAN also stopped as her eyes widened in surprise as she asked... " Matlab?? "

SAMRAT smirked as he walked over to the bed and sat down... totally relaxed as he kept his hands on the bed a bit behind him and leaned back... he then said..." Matlab , yeh ki, humne pehle hi unke specs I mean unka 'Chashme' ko chhipa [hide] diya tha... aur bina specs ke toh wo kuchh dekh hi nahin sakti naa... phir, unhein kaise pata chalega ki, maine hi unki stick todi hai?? " he raised his eyebrows as he asked this... his tone excited...

And then he stood up as he said... almost ordering her..." Ok, Now tell me, Main kahaan chhipun?? CHINTU aur BUNTY toh terrace par bhaag gaye. Main toh unke saath hi jaa raha tha... lekin,unhone kaha, agar kisi ne mujhe unn sabke saath dekh liya toh unhein shaq ho jaayega aur hum sab pakde jaayenge...

Phir, AASHU ne kaha, Main tumhare room mein chhip jaoon. kyunki,tum par koi doubt nahin karega. thodi der mein jab BiJi shant ho jaayengi , Hum unka specs unhein lauta denge he said very innocently as he kept looking around, searching for a place to hide...

A dazed GUNJAN sat on the bed... as she held her forehead in her palms...resting her elbows on her knees...(( GUNJAN ab toh tu gayi... agar inhein save nahin kiya, toh Ofice mein meri khair nahin... aur agar BiJi ko pata chala ki, maine inhein save kiya hai toh , phir jo hungama hoga, woh toh soch kar hi darr lag raha hai...

She looked at SAMRAT who was looking at her... waiting for her to reply...Oh God ! Kaun kahega ki, yeh wohi SAMRAT SHERGILL hain jinse saare log darrte hain... Kabhi sapne mein bhi nahin socha tha ki, bachhon ke saath milkar ye itni badi-badi shararat karenge.

CHINTU, BUNTY, AASHU, RAVI... Sabhi ko jaanti hoon, woh aisi shararatein kar hi nahin sakte. Yeh saare master-plan inhin ke honge. Lekin... lekin, main kya karoon?? Kab tak inhein bacha paaoongi?? Yeh aur BiJi toh ek dusre ko dekhna bhi nahin chahte...))

SAMRAT looked at her and walked closer to her as he asked very innocently...looking around... " Aise kyun dekh rahi ho?? Batao naa kahaan chhipun..?? and then, as if something had struck him, he looked at her again and said... his tone a bit stern... " Wait...!!...wait !!! Kahin tum meri 'Chugli' karne ki toh nahin soch rahi?? and then he threatened her... as he pointed his index finger at her...

"Don't you dare tell all this to your BiJi or other Family members. Don't forget...I am your Boss... he glared at her... Mere against BiJi yaa Uncle-Aunty se kuchh bhi kaha naa ... toh...

...toh... Office ke saare New projects tumhein hi handle karne ko de doonga... aur sare Presentation-work bhi... phir pata chalega, SAMRAT ki 'chugli' karna kitna mehnga padta hai...

his expressions clearly showed that he meant business. Startled and fear writ large on her face, GUNJAN looked at him... as she gulped in fear...

[-A Passionate Love Story]


PART 48:4/6


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GUNJAN did not know what to do, how to react... she could never ever imagine herself to be in this situation and that too, with her strict boss. She looked at SAMRAT who was waiting for her to reply and as he raised his eyebrows to ask her where he could hide, she looked around, flustered. SAMRAT just stood there, enjoying GUNJAN's condition, her tension... suddenly both were startled as they heard a knock on the door. Both looked towards the shut door and then at each other. SAMRAT looked at her questioningly...

without uttering a word, by merely his expressions, he had gotten GUNJAN even more tensed. She looked around again, zeroed in on the curtains that were draping the windows and said to SAMRAT... pointing at the curtains, her tone tensed... " Aap...Aap..udhar... curtain ke peeche chhup jaaiye... Main abhi dekhti hoon. "

SAMRAT looked in the direction where she was pointing and then at GUNJAN. He smiled at her and rushed over to hide behind the curtains.

Walking towards the door, as she kept looking behind her to see if SAMRAT had hidden himself behind the curtains, GUNJAN finally reached the door. Once again, before she opened the door, she looked to check on SAMRAT and was surprised to see him peeping from behind the curtains... his smile speaking volumes of how much he was enjoying this naughtiness... she signaled him to hide and got a wink back from him. She quickly looked away and turned the knob to open the door... and she was surprised

to see BIJI standing at the door, with a red bag in her hand...looking completely harassed and sad... GUNJAN asked her... her tone filled with concern for the old woman who stood in front of her... " BIJI...Aap..?? Aap is waqt yahaan...?? Mujhe bula liya hota toh... Main aa jati naa ?"

BIJI looked at her and smiled faintly...but that smile could not hide her sadness nor her tension and her tone seconding her feelings, she said... "Wo..woh maine bachhon ko awaz toh di thi..kitna shor bhi kar rahe the lekin,pata nahin sabhi kahaan chale gaye...Koi sunn hi nahin raha toh socha khud hi tere paas aa jaati hoon.. "

GUNJAN smiled and replied... her tone the normal soft , as she opened the door a bit more... "Achha kiya... lekin Aap bahar kyun khadi hain...?? Andar aaiye naa... She moved aside to let BIJI enter... as BIJI stepped into the room, she staggered and was about to fall, when GUNJAN held her, in time, breaking her fall... concern laced generously in her voice, GUNJAN asked... . "Aaram se BIJI...Aap mera haath pakadiye..."

As she clutched GUNJAN's wrist, BIJI spoke, her tone now sounding much more normal than it had earlier... "Woh, pata nahin maine apna chashma kahaan rakh diya..tujhe toh pata hai naa...bina chashme ke main toh bilkul andhi ho jaati hoon..."

GUNJAN felt bad... she looked towards the window and saw SAMRAT peeping from behind the curtains. When he saw GUNJAN look at him, he did what she had least expected from him... he held his ears with his thumb and index finger and lip synched a 'SORRY' to her... though surprised by this, she could not hide her disappointment at the behavior of SAMRAT.

GUNJAN supported BIJI and guided her towards the bed. She gently made BIJI sit on the bed and then, sitting next to her, GUNJAN asked her... " BIJI aapne bataya nahin... koi zaroori kaam tha kya...?? Aur,Iss bag mein kya hai...? "

BIJI looked around as she heard GUNJAN ask about the bag... then she moved closer to GUNJAN and almost whispered... "Arre ! Issike liye toh aayi hoon achha hua jo yahaan koi nahin hai..tu jaldi se jaakar darwaza bandh kar le,phir aaram se batati hoon..." GUNJAN nodded and stood up. Though she was confused, she said nothing and briskly walking over to the open door of the room, she shut the door. As she turned around, she noticed SAMRAT was as yet looking from behind the curtains... she did not react and walked over to the bed, and sitting next to BIJI, she said...softly, "Ab bataiye..maine darwaza bandh kar liya hai".

BIJI looked at her lovingly as she smiled and lovingly moved her palms over GUNJAN's head. Momentarily, she seemed to forget her reason for coming to meet GUNJAN, but then, she realised what she was here for and heaving a sigh, she opened the bag and held it in front of GUNJAN...

GUNJAN looked at the contents of the bag and realised why BIJI was so sad... her voice heavy, BIJI spoke... "Dekho naa inn bachhon ne ye kya kiya... she turned the bag over to empty the contents... GUNJAN realised that she had to move a bit back, so BIJI could comfortably empty the contents... and that is just what she did, as BIJI gently emptied the contents of the bag on the bed... pieces of the broken coffee mug...

She moved her old, wrinkled fingers over the pieces, as she mumbled... Yeh unki aakhri nshani thi.. jo maine itne saaloon se sambhal kar rakhi thi..." GUNJAN was feeling very bad as she heard BIJI speak...

her choked voice clearly indicated that her eyes were brimming with tears too.... but she said nothing and let BIJI speak... Jab bhi iss mein Coffee yaa Chai peeti toh lagta tha Unke saath hi hoon...woh bhi yahin hain... Mujhe dekh rahe hain... she looked at GUNJAN as she tried to smile... then again looking at the broken mug lying on the bed, she said... Aaj ke baad toh yeh ehsaas bhi nahin rahega..." she looked helplessly at GUNJAN.... tears now falling from her eyes...

GUNJAN could do nothing but caress BIJI's hand... her eyes were stinging with the salty water too... BIJI continued, keeping her other hand on GUNJAN's hand...looking at the broken mug... "Pata hai..? Unhein coffee bahot pasand thi,jab bhi ghar par hote,har thodi-thodi der mein unhein unki special wali coffee chahiye hoti thi aur,jab main irritate hokar gussa karti toh kehte...dekh lena jab 1 din nahin rahoonga toh meri yehi coffee aur yehi coffee mug tumhein meri yaad dilayega...

A soft laugh indicated that BIJI was lost in the days gone by... she freed her hand from beneath GUNJAN's hand and picked up some pieces in her hands... drops of tears fell on those broken pieces and the old, wrinkled hands. GUNJAN gently made BIJI look at her and wiped her tears... her sweet smile playing on her lips, her voice very gentle, GUNJAN spoke... as she held BIJI's hands..." BIJI aisa nahin hai... Nanu toh hamesha aapke paas hi hain... Unhein aapke paas rehne ke liye kisi coffee mug ke bahane ki zaroorat nahin. Aap bewajh hi dil chhota kar rahi hain. "

BIJI looked at her and then at the pieces in her hands... she again looked at GUNJAN, and though not at all convinced by what she had just heard, she smiled faintly as she said... "Shayad tu sahi keh rahi hai... looking at the pieces in her hand, she said... Lekin,inn tukdoon ko iss tarah se phenk bhi toh nahin sakti...toh socha ki..."

She looked at GUNJAN and as she had expected, GUNJAN completed her sentence... "Main inhein jod doon..? "

This time, the smile on BIJI's lips was not forced... and her tone sounded hopeful, happy... she said, enthusiastically... "Arre Haan ! Ussi ke liye toh aayi thi...wo..woh tum sab koi gum use karte ho naa..jise glasses bhi jud jaate hain...? Toh,socha tumse keh kar dekhti hoon...shayad... she paused... she looked downwards and then again at GUNJAN as she continued... aur kisi ko kehti toh woh sab hanste naa...lekin,main tujhe jaanti hoon... she stopped... but then, again she spoke, trying to justify her wish...Kya hua jo daily ab iss mein coffee nahin pee paaoongi,kam se kam apne show case mein toh rakh kar daily dekh toh sakti hoon naa... " again, she moved her hands over the pieces, as her voice sounded sad...

GUNJAN quickly wiped her eyes and smiled

as she spoke... cheerfully... "Aapne bilkul sahi kiya... Main abhi isse jod deti hoon... tab tak aap apne room mein jaakar aaram kijiye..Main abhi isse jod kar aapke room mein pahuncha deti hoon..."

BIJI tried to stand up to leave... but the old bones could not give her the support. GUNJAN quickly stood up and helped BIJI stand up. BIJI gratefully accepted the help and as she stood up, lovingly patted GUNJAN on her shoulder. She started to walk slowly towards the door when suddenly, she turned around to look at GUNJAN. Just in the nick of time, SAMRAT hid behind the curtain.

BIJI came closer to GUNJAN and, keeping her hand on GUNJAN's shoulder, in anger, she said... "Aur dekh Main tujh se phir kahe deti hoon..Uss ladke...kya naam hai uska...?? She shook her head as she turned around to walk towards the door, followed by GUNJAN... Kuchh bhi naam ho... Arre wohi woh tera khadoos Boss ! Haan toh main keh rahi thi ki,tu uss se door hi raha karMujhe toh woh nakchadha bilkul achha nahin lagta... pata nahin tu din bhar aise aadmi ke saath kaise 1 hi office mein kaam karti hai??

Scared as she heard BIJI speak, GUNJAN looked towards the curtains...

she gupled... SAMRAT was looking at her, the naughtiness in his eyes and the smile on his lips gone... he was glaring at her... she looked ahead, walking withBIJI... BIJI continued with her non-stop rant... " Naa toh baat karne ki tameez hai aur na hi badoon ki izzat... dekha nahin uss raat kaise badtamizi se baat kar raha tha..?? Main toh kehti hoon ki,agar tujhe naukri hi karni hai toh kya kisi aur jagah nahin kar sakti? Jahaan ka Boss thoda senior aur samjhdaar ho?? Kya saare Mumbai mein tujhe sirf issi ka office mila tha kaam karne ko??

GUNJAN was petrified, as she slowly looked behind her back... SAMRAT was angry

and his bloodshot eyes told her that... she held BIJI by her arm and said... " Aap..aap chaliye na Biji...main...Main dhyaan rakhoongi... Lekin,abhi chaliye main aapko aapke room tak chhod aati hoon... Uske baad aaram se inn pieces ko jodne ki koshish karoongi... "

GUNJAN heaved a sigh aof relief as she reached the door and quickly walked out with BIJI. Reaching BIJI's room and helping her settle down in her favorite rocking chair in her room, GUNJAN came back to her room...

As she hurriedly reached her room and entered it, she quickly shut the door behind her. She knew, a volcano was waiting to erupt... and that is just what happened. Barely had she turned around to face him, SAMRAT said... his tone indicating his anger... . "Oh ! Toh aa gayi tum...?? Kya naam hai unka...Wohi old lady jo...

Gathering the courage she would need to reply back and also try and calm him down, GUNJAN interrupted him.... " BIJI ! Woh meri BIJI hain... aur aap iss tarah se..."

SAMRAT took a step towards her, angrily... she, on reflex, moved a step back...

SAMRAT said... " WoW ! What partiality... Main unhein Old lady nahin bula sakta aur woh mujhe itna kuchh keh sakti hain... kya kaha tha unhone mujhe ?? "Nakchadha'..'Khadoos'...'Badtameez'... aur bhi na jaane kya kya...tab toh tumne unhein nahin roka..?? "

GUNJAN once again interrupted him... as she turned to look away... " Haan ! Kyunki,aapne unki sabse pyaari cup tod di... Woh cup Nanu ki aakhri nishani thi unke paas...aapne dekha nahin...woh kitni... recollecting BIJI's plight made GUNJAN take a pause... but she quickly composed herself as she turned to look at SAMRAT and continued, her tone slightly raised, sounding very upset

... aur toh aur,Unki chhadi bhi tod di aur unke specs bhi pata nahin... "

Her slightly raised tone surprised SAMRAT. Normally he would have lashed back at her and asked her to mind her tone when she spoke to him, but lately, reprimanding GUNJAN was not that easy anymore... he moved his gaze away and said... innocence in his tone... " What... Mujhe... Mujhe nahin pata ki,tum ye sab kya keh rahi ho... Main... Maine koi cup-wup nahin todi... Main toh... Main toh... sirf unn bachhon ke saath... Ye..Yeh sab Tumse...tumse kisne kaha ki maine cup todi hai...?? "

Her hands folded as she looked at SAMRAT, she said... " Kisi ne nahin! lekin,main jaanti hoon ye shararat aapne hi ki hai... Main AASHU,BITTU aur sabhi bachoon ko acche se jaanti hoon... Unhone woh cup nahin todi hai ye sab aapne hi... "

Not willing to take all the blame on himself, SAMRAT looked at her and, moving closer to her, said... " Oh Hello !! Mujhe koi sapna nahin aaya tha ki,woh Ball direct jaakar tumhari BIJI ke favorite cup par hi giregi... Hota hai... khelte hue yeh cheezein ho jaati hain... isse itna bada issue kya banana... aur phir tumhaari uss 'Chillar Party' ko lag raha tha ki,Woh unki uss chhadi se unn sab ko punish karengi toh maine sirf unki help karne ke liye woh stick tod di aur woh specs toh lo ye rahe woh specks... taking the specs out of his pocket, he held them in front of GUNJAN, who was shocked to see SAMRAT have them . When she did not take the specs, he kept them on the table and continued... Yeh wahin corridor wale table par hi rakha tha,kisi locker mein jaakar nahin rakha tha jo..."

GUNJAN had had enough, just enough of all the drama and she just wanted all this to end now. She shook her head in disbelief and opened the drawer of the table, searching for something... SAMRAT wondered what she was searching for... ignoring him... he waited for sometime and then, he asked her, his voice loud...

" Ab wahaan kya dhondh rahi ho...?? " GUNJAN stopped searching and looked at him... in a completely cold tone, she replied... "Fevi-Quick" Kyunki,aapne khel-khel mein jo shot lagaye hain naa , Usse BIJI kaafi hurt hui hain. "

Unbelievable... that was the look on SAMRAT's face as he laughed and said... " God !! What stupidity... ! 1 Cup hi toh hai... Unse kaho ki,main isse kahin costly aur unbreakable cup unhein la doonga...toh please,ye emotional drama bandh karein... "

GUNJAN said nothing and continued searching...SAMRAT was getting irritated by now. He stood in front of her, stalling her efforts and asked her... " Ab kya dhoondh rahi ho...?? Kaha toh unse jaakar kaho ki, main kal hi koi costly si..."

GUNJAN looked at him, there was hurt in her eyes and her tone, as she replied...

" Yaadoon ki koi keemat nahin hoti... aur naa hi unn emotions ki jo unn cheezon se judi hoti hai jo unn apnon ko yaad dilati hain jinhein hum kho chuke hote hain... lekin,Aap yeh saari baatein nahin samjhnge... Kyunki,apnon ko khone ka dard kya hota hai...? Yeh aap kabhi nahin samjh sakte..." She was looking at him, disappointed... he looked away... she expected this reaction from him. She shook her head as she started searching again...

SAMRAT, on the other hand, looked disturbed when he heard GUNJAN utter the last line... He could not understand the pain of losing someone?? He had lost that one person whom he loved the most... his mom... even today, he wants to feel the warmth of her love, even today he wants to rest his head on her lap after a hard day at work... what he would not give to get that one moment when she would feed him the food cooked by her...he wants her to be there for him... but all this will never happen. Oh, he knows very well what it is to lose the one person closest to your heart. he walked over to the table and picked up the fevi quick tube lying in the drawer... he had seen it when GUNJAN was searching for it, GUNJAN in her hurry, did not. He wiped his moist eyes and walked over to GUNJAN, and handing over the tube to her, he said... ... " Tum..Tum shayad yeh dhoondh rahi ho...? "

GUNJAN looked at him and then at his hand which held the Feviquick tube, taking it from his hand, she looked at him and said... "Thanks !! Yeh aapko kahaan mila...?? Yaa,Main isse hi dhoondh rahi thi.."

SAMRAT replied in a very low tone... " wo wahaan table par rakha tha... ! "

GUNJAN looked at him when she heard his low tone... she felt bad for him and was about to say something to him, when he cut her off and said ... " Chalo ! Jaldi se unn cup pieces ko jod dete hain... warna tumhari BIJI phir se aa jayengi ki,tumne ab tak jodna start kiya yaa nahin... " he smiled as he spoke, but looked away quickly and walked towards the bed, where the pieces lay... GUNJAN was confused on seeing this behavior... SAMRAT never hid himself like that... that much she had known about him till now. She also came near the bed and what she saw surprised her even more.

SAMRAT was adjusting the pieces that lay on the bed. And it did not take him long to adjust the pieces and when GUNJAN saw him so excited, as he was joining those pieces, she was even more surprised. As he finished adjusting the pieces, he looked at GUNJAN, as he said, pride all so evident in his tone... " Dekha !! Ab koi nahin keh sakta ki,yeh cup kabhi tuta bhi tha...after all,Isse maine jo thik kiya hai... he took the Feviquick tube from her hands and started to stick the pieces, as he continued... "Pata hai...? jab, main school mein tha Mujhe craft mein always A+ Grade milti thi...Mom toh itni khush ho jaati thin ki... " he stopped talking, as he recollected those days with his mom... a smile flickered on his face. Then, just as quickly, the smile vanished and reality struck him,bringing him back to the present. His eyes were filled with the sadness he felt in his heart when he remembered the death his mother faced, prematurely.

GUNJAN was noticing this change in his expressions and could not understand the reason behind the changing expressions. She wanted to ask him, what was hurting him... but she was worried about his anger resurfacing if she asked questions. But she decided to face his ire and was about to say something when someone knocked at the door. Startled, GUNJAN looked at the door and then at SAMRAT. SAMRAT signaled her to open the door as he quickly got up and walked towards the window to hide behind the curtains again.

GUNJAN scurried towards the door and before opening it checked to see if SAMRAT had hidden himself behind the curtains... she then opened the door and was relieved to see AASHU standing at the door. He walked in the room as he said, casually... " Oh Aap yahaan ho?? sabhi aapko Dinner ke liye bula rahe hain... he was looking around the room... searching for someone... aur unhone kaha hai SAM ko bhi le kar aaoon lekin,woh toh apne room mein nahin hain... Maine toh yahin chhipne ko kaha tha..lekin,yahaan bhi toh nahin dikh rahe...??

He checked around as he finished speaking and looked at GUNJAN, waiting for her to say something... that is when SAMRAT rushed out from behind the curtain, relieved as he said... " Thank God ! Jaan bachi...chal room mein chalete hain..maine uss Old lady ke... but he stopped as he saw GUNJAN glaring at him. He quickly corrected his sentence...his naughty smile gracing his face, yet again

I..I mean BIJI !! Tum sab yehi kehte ho naa unhein..?? Haan,toh BIJI ke specs bhi isse hi de diye hain... Ab hamein koi tension nahin...

SAMRAT walked closer to AASHU, who was grinning...both Hi5ed and walked out of the room together, leaving behind a GUNJAN who was shocked ... (( What !! Is it reality or am I dreaming...?? Kya main really inse mil chuki hoon...?? Yeh definitely woh SAMRAT SHERGILL nahin hain jinse Main MUMBAI mein mili thi...Kabhi toh itne strict... ? kabhi itne shararti... ? Kabhi itne serious aur kabhi bachoon jaisi excitement... ?? Main inhein kabhi samjh nahin paaoongi... God ! Kahin main sach mein paagal na ho jaaoon...1 toh inki wajah se mujhe har waqt itni tension ho rahi hai aur 1 hain jinhein ki farq hi nahin pad raha...Ab again Dinner Table par kya hoga...? Woh alag hi matter hai... God ! Please save me..)) Shaking her head, she left the room.

When GUNJAN reached the dinning room, she saw everyone was already there. SAMRAT was sitting next to SUMIT. GUNJAN took her seat opposite SAMRAT. SHARADAji had already served her food and she began eating. Thankfully, all the members were engrossed in casual chat and no one spoke about the events of the day.

She looked around and when she saw SAMRAT, she looked downwards... he was staring at her... she ate a few more morsels, without looking up and again, after some time, when she glanced at him, she realised he was as yet staring at her. Though not all the members noticed this, but one family member was noticing this... right from the start of dinner...

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[-A Passionate Love Story]

PART 48:5/6

[-A Passionate Love Story]

PART 48:6/6

Firstly i didnt expect that i will be getting updates ... mujhe laga mere complaints bhi kaam nahi aayenge and u all r too busy... but this was such a sweet surprise... 🤗

Res for other parts... 😆

Hii S3J,

I am glad u guys updated...I thought that u would discontinue the both ffs...I asked swati in February about the update n she told me that u guys would update till the end of feb but that was not so...I was eagerly waiting for ur update...I literally thanked god aftr the update😆 The update was awesome as always...Samrat's tantrums were very new...this change is really good in his character... his lines about salman khan were very humourous...The way Samrat teased Gunjan before hiding was very funny...