"HOLI HAIII!!!!!!!"
Shouted a man...not too young, but not too old...he was fully drunk with bhang and was having a blast on this festive occasion!
"RANG BARSE BHIGE CHUNAR WALI OH RANG BARSE!
He bumped into a lady in a white sari
'Mr. Deshpande please, watch where you're looking'
'Bura na mano! Hola haaiii!!' He replied eating another ladoo!
Suddenly drums started playing and colours were flying everywhere! Everyone was in the holi spirit and dancing like mad!
But a young gorgeous man was sitting by the fences and looking at the entrance of the basketball court...he looked upset, worried, heartbroken...
'How could she have done this to me? Kya woh sachmuch me...does she really want me to leave? does she really hate me?...I tried so hard, i did everything i could to maker her love me...i even cut my arm and wrote a letter to her to show my pain...but in the end i got more pain!...'
The drunk man went up to him..
'Kya hua apple? tu itna sad kyun hai? Holi ka din hai, masti ka din hai aur tu!...Bulbul ki yaad ahrahi hai?'
The Man wiped his tears from his face
'Nahi Nana, aisa kuch nahi hai...bas aise hi...mera man nahi kar raha hai'
'KYUN NAHI KARAHA HAI?! Chal!
He started pulling the mans hand
'Nahi Nana'
'Are chal naa!'
Nana pulled him to the table where the food was set out and made him drink a large glass on bhang along with a few ladoo's!
'Ab tu holi kelna chaatha hai?'
'Kyun nahi?! akhir holi ke din haii! Holi haaiiii!!!'
A boy walked in a white kurta with a red scarf around his neck
He looked around and stopped when he saw a young beautiful girl dancing...she had long glossy black hair
and was wearing a white salwar kameez..
He ran up to her and admired her beauty...soon he came to his senses and realised that she was drunk!
'ANJALI!! anjali!! main! Tumhari Atul! main waapas agaya hu! tumhari bahaut yaad agaya tha'
She turned around and looked at him
'Atul?! Kaise ho? Come on! dance na!'
She grabbed his arm and started dancing! Atul was drooling over Anjali's beauty..
'Ha, tumhe dekhar...i'm feeling on top of this world now..'
Another girl walked in...she looked a bit down to...and she wasn't looking where she was going..
She tripped over a stone and fell into the arms of the same man who was also upset
Her mouth opened and she said
'Armaan..'
'Riddhima...' he replied
'Oye hero!'
A voice shouted from the crowd
Armaan and Riddhima both got up and looked down at their feet
'Kya hai Muskaan?' Armaan said
'Hero! woh tumhari liye phone aya hai! Kasauli se!'
'Kasauli?'
Muskaan left
'Armaan!'
Called Riddhima but it was too late Armaan had left to get the phone..
'Yeh..yeh maine kya kiya! kyun kiya?!...Armaan...i can't let you go..main..woh..meri liye..
I'm sorry Armaan...i do love you..i really do...
Please comment/critisize!
And tell me if i should carry on!
Nish. x
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