Originally posted by: AparnaRenu
Raat kaali thi…
What a start👏
Mr. IPS Chavan, shathir dimaagwala, had successfully scared his Baiko away from her ever-present books and she had taken a nosedive into their bed. The occasions aren’t all that rare when it is just the two of them in their room when Sai doesn’t act her age.
Shatir Dimag Wala IPS Chahvan😆
Her big doe-eyes were popping out at his suggestion that the Chudail that had leased space on the neighbouring Bargad ka ped, that looked as if lifted straight out of the Forbidden Forest.
In this case neighbouring room😆
“I really should ask Baba where they had found such a horrific specimen to plant bang in the middle of Nagpur!”, Shaatir Chavan muttered to himself. “Kaam aayi aaj toh.”
He would tell it's fake. A fake painting🤣
“...aise log kehte hain naah, iss liye…”
“Aap chup rahiye na mujhe darr lag raha hai. Arey log kehte hain une kehne dijiye. Aap mat kahiye shhhhhh."
Awww. I'm reminded of Sai saying this cutely
The poor thing, look at her… main thoda zyada faayda nahi utha raha isski maasoomiyat ki? No, Virat! Stay strong! Eyes on the goal!
Jo fayda uthana chahiye wo to uthata nahi🤣
“Haan, toh Sai… Hello-Hi bolne ke liye aa gayi toh?!”
Oh! This was unexpected! I really expected her to last longer! Yeh toh sach me darr gayi, bechari! Look at her clasping my arm tight!
Feeling an intense wave of love and guilt at seeing the trust with which his wife was clutching his arm and reassuring herself that koi Chudail nahi aayegi, Virat decided to let it be for the night. There would be other nights, a life time of them, in fact!
Italics: Melted my heart❤️
Smiling to himself, Virat said softly, “Daro mat, main hu..." ,stroking Sai's head.
Feeling her relax and drift of to sleep, he leaned back on the headboard watching her, stroking her head long after she slept, falling asleep himself.
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Feeling thirsty, Sai woke up, to find herself snuggled up to her husband, who had wrapped the arm she had slept clutching around her, and had slept against the headboard.
Looking at him fondly, she brushed away the lock of hair that always seemed to fall on his forehead these days. “Inko apna baal katwana chahiye. Policewale aise floppy head leke thode ghoomte hai!”
I thought he would wake up just then, and it won't remain a chudail story anymore 🙈🙈
She had just thought to herself when the lights went off.
“Yelp!” Sai clutched at her Virat Sir, suddenly remembering the resident Chudail next door!
The chudail was really next door🤣
“Koi Chudail hogi kya, sach me?! Nahi Sai, tum sochna band kar do! Pyaaz lagi hai naah, paani piyo aur so jaao!”
Don't mind ha, but it's pyas. Pyaz means onion😆
She reached across to get the glass of water, only to find it empty. “Oh no! Baat karte karte so gaye aur kitchen se pani lene gayi hi nahi mai!”
Staring around at the dark bedroom, she clutched the bedsheet tighter and curled up close to her husband. Unable to ignore the thirst even after trying with all her might, she poked him gently. "Aap so gaye?”
“Mmmm…”
Poking him again, she whispered, “Virat Sir, mujhe paani chahiye… uthiye naa!”
“Nal se le lo, tumhara hi ghar hai. Haq hai tumhara, har nal pe…”, he muttered, before turning over.
Half-giggling and half-annoyed at how even in deep sleep, he kept trying to prove that she belonged in this house, now that even the taps belonged to her, Sai poked him again, “Mujhe koi Nal pe haq nahi chahiye! Mujhe pyaaz lag rahi hai....bijli bhi achanak chali gayi..."
Awww. I can so imagine him trying to prove har haq on the nal. Hey, can you write another OS too where Virat tries humorously to prove that each and everything belonged to Sai in front of his family. I mean everything😆
Turning over to face her, he mumbled again, “Pump ni chalegi bijli ke bina… toh fir nal me pani kaise…”
“Aaarrrghhh! Log sach kehte hai! Kisi kaam ke nahi hote hai Pati!”
🤣🤣
Muttering to herself, Sai got up, grabbing her mobile phone for light, and taking deep gulps to fortify herself against any thoughts of bhoot, pret, pishach, chudail and members of such species.
Other members such as Patralekha, Bhavani, Ninad etc.🤣
Taking cautious steps, she had barely reached the door and opened it silently so as to not disturb her lost-to-the-world husband that the light fell on a pale face framed in loose hair, with its mouth open in a large O, pressed close to the door!
Patralekha raat ko bhi, I wonder unki ahem ahem bhi sunne aayegi🤣
"AAAAAAA"
"Virat Sir! Chudail!!!"
Sai’s scream was enough to rouse the entire city apparently, then the effect on the poor IPS officer sleeping a mere couple of feet away could be imagined!
🤣🤣
Jumping up into instant wakefulness, Virat grabbed the nearby pillow thinking it was his screeching wife, only to realise that the screech was still continuing from the other side.
Leaping out of the bed in one disgraceful stumble, Virat let loose his own battle cry, imagining an army of Chudails carrying away his pop-eyed, innocent, screeching wife, "Daro mat, Sai, main aa raha hu!"
I imagined him🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣
Reaching the door, he saw his wife standing still, screaming at the top of her lungs, at a petrified Chudail crouched at the base of the door frame, hands over whatever appendage occupied the ear-position in Chudail anatomy, apparently totally deafened by Dr. Sai Joshi Chavan’s screeching prowess.
😳😆
Reacting as a brainless husband leaping to the defense of a wife, rather than an intelligent IPS officer, Virat grabbed the first thing he could get his hands on, that happened to be the squat statue that had graced his room since time immemorial and brained the Chudail! Whether the Chudail species had brains in the area of the top part of their body, he didn’t know!
Ask us Virat. We know🤣
*thud*
“AAAAA….gulp”
Wait a minute, that wasn’t his wife’s voice! Chudails speak?! Why did it sound familiar?
Virat had barely wondered when the now silent screeching queen spoke up, "Virat Sir, ye insaan tha kya?!!!"
What! Had his crazy family resorted to wandering around outside their room in Chudail fancy dress? Was this the latest tactic to oust his wife from Chavan Nivas?!
They are actually capable of doing so🤣
Crouching down to turn over the prone form, oblivious to the galloping footsteps coming up the staircase, Virat turned the non-Chudail over.
In the light of Sai’s phone, Virat took one look at the unconscious face before the next screech, scratch that, multiple screeches rang out.
“Pakhi Didi!”
“Patralekha!”
“Patralekha bhabi!”
Bahot duayen kamayi tumne aaj ye karke 🤣🤣🤣🤣
And cue Kaku, he sighed, just as the tirade started, “Ae jungli mulgi, tumne humari Patralekha ki jaan lene ki koshish kyu ki?”
Correction: Chudail ki jaan lene ki koshish ki🤣
And there she goes, he shook his head as he sat flat on the floor and looked up at his wife, who was taking in air like a frog gulps air in and expands.
I can't🤣🤣🤣🤣
“Kaku! Aap hamesha ulta kyu sochte hai? Pakhi Didi humare kamre ke bahar kyu thi, aadhi raat ko, woh bhi power failure ke time? Hume laga ye Chudail hai!”
“Ae ladki, humri adarsh bahu ko Chudail bol rahi hai tu!” Ninad leaped in from some unknown corner.
Nahi. Tum log chudail ko Adarsh bahu bol rahe ho🤣🤣
Before Sai could blow her fuse, Kaku nudged her way in, “Iss bechari ko Virat ki chinta huyi hogi, kahi woh andhere me dara hua toh nahi aur chali aayi hogi check karne. Aur tumne uss par hamla kiya!”
🤦🤦🤦🤦🤦🤦🤦🤦
“Par Kaku….”
Sai’s voice was cut off by a groan coming from somewhere near her feet. Looking down in concern to see why her husband, who was comfortably seated leaning against her legs was groaning, Sai saw him looking down at the Chudail-impersonator.
I'm imagining Virat in that position which is unintentionally hot and hilarious at the same time😆
“Badi mami, meri Beizzati huyi!”
Patralekha ki favourite line. Tv drama mein log uthte ki kehte hain, main kaun hu, main kahan hu, Patralekha kehti hai, meri beizzati hui hai. I can imagine kisi din uski yaddasht nhi chali gayi na, ye Virat ko bhool jayegi, beizzati nahi bhoolegi🤣
“Pakhi Didi! Aapki izzat gayi tel lene! Aapko concussion hua hai!”
Tel lene gayi thi, aaj tak wapas nahi aayi🤣
“Badi Mami…..” the wail started.
Maybe this one is a Chudail in human form after all. Looking up at all the yelling parties, Virat spotted his Aai comfortably leaning against the wall and smirking. At his questioning look, she flicked her eyes at the statue lying abandoned next to Patralekha and lifted an eyebrow in enquiry.
Grinning wide, he nodded back.
Mauke pe Chauka, Virat, not bad, he patted himself on his back, even as his Aai gave a thumbs up from afar.
Ma beta enjoying together😳🤣🤣
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Note: 😆 I truly do not know where this one came from!