RiKara FF: Aaj Jaane ki zidd na karo (Chapter 1 to Chapter 8)

*At the railway station*

[Gauri, dressed in her wedding joda, hopped off the train that halted at Mumbai.

This was it.

There was no looking back.

She looked around for a taxi, and found two men standing besides a car and ran towards them.]

Gauri: (Getting into the car) Bhaiyya, Jaldi chalo, Hume Vikram ke ghar jaana hai

[The two men, one of whom was very built, and the other had long hair, looked at each other in confusion.]

Rudra: O, tune kuch suna?

Om: Nahi toh, Kyun?

Gauri: (Peeping out the window) Arre hum hai! Jaldi gaadi chalaayie!

Rudra: (To Om) Lagta Hai yeh hi Anika bhabhi ki bacchpan ki dost hai!

Om: (Confused) Haan, Lekin woh dulhan ke libaaz mein kyun Hai?

Rudra: Arre, Anika bhabhi ki dost Hai, unhi ki tarah over the top hogi!

Om: Haan, Chalo!

[Om stepped on the car engine, and the car roared and sped ahead.]

Gauri: Waise Mumbai mein 2 taxi driver hote Hai ka? Humaare Bareilly mein sirf 1 taxi driver hota Hai!

Om and Rudra: (Together) Taxi driver?

[The car journey was completely unknown to both of them.

Rudra and Om picked up the wrong person.

Gauri entered the wrong car.

In Anika's words:

"Bahut bada raita phail gaya!"]

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RECAP:

[Gauri storms out of the room, while Om is left fuming and angrier than ever!]

Gauri: (To herself) Badi aayi Haldi doodh dene! Hum khood hi Vikram ko dhoondenge!

[Gauri was headed to leave, until she bumped into Rudra on the way.]

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Rudra: Arre, Gauri didi, aap kahaan ja rahi hai?

Gauri: Rudy bhaiyya...woh...vikram ko dhoondne

Rudra: Akele? O ne Vikram ki tasveer bana li kya?

Gauri: (Annoyed) Arre nahi Rudy bhaiyya! Itne khadoos hai ki hum ka bole! Pata nahi humse ka dushmani hai!

Rudra: (Laughing) Aap dono itne cute ho! Chalo, main O ko bata deta hoon, chalo!

[Rudra walked to Om's room while Gauri silently followed.]

*At Om's room*

Rudra: O, Vikram ka sketch nahi banaana hai Kya?

Om: Rudy, main Vikram se shaadi kar raha hoon Kya?

Gauri: (Annoyed) Dekha! Itne tevar dikha rahe hai! Oh mister, hum mare nahi jaa rahe Hai! Vikram ki tasveer ka bandobast khud kar lenge!

Rudra: Tum dono ko kissi daily soap mein hona chahiye tha!

Om: Shut up Rudra!

Gauri: Rudy bhaiyya, hum ja rahe Hai, Vikram ko dhoondne!

Rudra: Didi, Vikram koi halwa nahi hai, jo kahin par bhi mil jaayega! Mumbai ki abaadi jaante ho?

Gauri: (Tearing up) Toh phir ka karein? Hume kuch samajh nahi aa raha! Itne ghabraye hue honge woh! Hum jald unke paas jaana chahte hai, hum iss ghar mein kab tak rahenge?

*Jhanvi enters*

Jhanvi: Jab tak Vikram nahi milta, Gauri. Tum tension mat lo, Vikram mil jaayega

Gauri: (Crying) Kaise milenge maa ji? Na asli naam jaanti hoon, na uska pata...ka karoon?

Jhanvi: Gauri, tum Om ko Vikram ki description batao, Aur woh usse sketch kar lega, theek hai?

Om:Mom Lekin---

Jhanvi: Om, tum uski help karoge, main keh rahi hoon!

*Jhanvi leaves*

Om: (Pulling out paper) Vikram ka description batao, Jaldi! Mujhe Aur bhi bahut kaam hai

Gauri: Haan toh humne kaha tha na ki Hume aapki madad ki jaroorat nahi hai!

Rudra: Arre bass karo aap dono! Didi, Vikram ka skin tone kaisa Hain?

Gauri: Gehua

[Gauri rattled Vikram's description, whilst Om sketched a picture of Vikram.

After an hour or so, the sketch was done.]

Gauri: (Smiling) Haan! Haan! Ee Vikram Hai! Humaare Vikram!

Rudra: Wah Kya baat hai! Maanna padega, Banda kaafi handsome hai!

Gauri: (Blushing) Woh toh hai...

Rudra: Aap toh pehle se Sharma rahi hai! Accha ek kaam Karte Hai, aaj aap Aur Om south Bombay ke chakkar kaat lo! Tab tak main Vikram ki tasveer police commissioner ko bhejta hoon! I'm sure woh humaari help kar paayenge!

Gauri and Om: (Looking at each other) Nahi! Isske saath toh Bilqul bhi nahi!

Rudra: Toh phir theek hai! Yahi par baitho, Aur phir Vikram ki kissi Aur se shaadi ho jaayegi!

Gauri: Accha, theek hai!

Om: (Rolling his eyes) Main ready hokar aata hoon

[Soon enough, Om and Gauri were in the same car, and boy, was it awkward!

But Gauri wasn't fine with this hatred and anger spewing between them. She had to break the ice and set things straight!]

*In the car*

Gauri: Dekhiye, hum jaante hai ki aap Hume pasand nahi karte, Aur aap Hume bahut hi khudgarz ladki samajhte Hai, Lekin aap humaara ateet nahi jaante. Jahaan se hum aaye hai, wahaan par aurat ko sirf cheez maana jaata hai. Hum Vikram se bahut mohabbat Karte Hai, aur itni door isliye aaye hai Kyun ki hum khush rehab chahte hai!

Om: Tumhe kuch Saabit karne ki zaroorat nahi hai! Mujhe koi farak nahi padta!

Gauri: Acchi baat hai! Farak nahi padhna chahiye! Lekin badtameezi se baat karni ki bhi ka jaroorat hai? Itna gussa kyun aa raha hai hum par?

Om: Kyun ki tum ek matlabi ladki ho!

Gauri: Aapko agar sacchai bata bhi de, tab bhi aap humaari baat nahi maanenge! Chodiye!

Om: (To himself) Pata nahi Kahaan phansa hoon!

[Om and Gauri scanned the whole of south Bombay, trying to find Vikram, but all their efforts were in vain! They even informed the police station, but they were yet to respond.

What was Gauri going to do? How would she find Vikram?

Gauri was tired, but most importantly sad. She missed Bareilly, her mother, and most importantly, Vikram.

She sacrificed far too much, and if she couldn't find Vikram, then where would she go? She couldn't go back to Bareilly. They would kill her.

She couldn't live at the Oberoi mansion for long either.

What could she possibly do?

That night, Gauri sat on her bed crying, whilst looking at Vikram's picture.]

Gauri: (Crying at Vikram's photo) Kahaan hai aap? Kyun shankarji phir se hum dono ke beech nayi samasya khadi kar rahi Hai?

[Just then, there was a gentle knock on the door, and Anika entered. Gauri quickly wiped her tears, but Anika immediately knew she was crying.]

Anika: (Consoling Gauri) Gauri! Kya hua? Tum ro kyun rahi ho?

Gauri: (Crying) K-kuch nahi didi, b-bass, Vikram...

Anika: Vikram mil jaayega, Gauri, bahut jald mil jaayega! Tum tension mat lo!

[Just then, Om who was passing through heard both their voices and decided to eavesdrop into their conversation.]

Gauri: Hume pata hai, ki aap sab hume bahut besharam Aur matlabi ladki samajhte hai, lekin hum vaada Karte Hai ki hum bahut jald yahaan se chale jaayenge!

Anika: Chup! Pagal ladki! Pyaar karna koi paap nahi hota Hai, Gauri!

Gauri: (Crying) Didi, Vikram bahut acche insaan Hai! Nek, imaandaar, acche dil ke! Bahut pyaar Karte Hai humse!

Anika: Toh tum tension kyun Le rahi ho? S Accha pyaar kabhi dhoka nahi deta, Gauri!

Gauri: (Crying) Jaanti hoon, Didi! Hum bahut mohabbat karte Hai unse! Khood se bhi jyaada bharosa Hai unn par!

Anika: Toh phir ro kyun rahi ho, baba!

Gauri: (Crying) Hum badi mushkil se bhaag paayein hai, didi! Ghar mein sirf ma jaanti thi ki hum bhaag rahe Hai, Aur woh bhi chahti thi ki hum Vikram se shaadi karein!

Anika: Oh! Chalo shukar hai! Ma ko toh bataakar aayi ho!

Gauri: Haan didi, Isliye Vikram ko dhoondna bahut jaroori hai! Jab woh milenge, tab hum shaadi ke baad Ma ko apne paas la sakte hai! Warna Bareilly mein unka bahut bura haal hota!

Anika: (Wiping Gauri's tears) Vikram mil jaayega, zaroor milega! Accha ab Rona band karo, Chalo, khaane ke liye aa jao

Gauri: A-abhi aate hai, aap chaliye!

[As Om overheard this, he had come to realize that Gauri was indeed saying the truth, and he felt slightly bad about the way he spoke to her.

He was slightly happy that at least Gauri's mother knew about her whereabouts, and he immediately understood how important it was to find Vikram.

Not for Gauri, but for her mothers' safety!

Om knew what he had to do next.

He would find Vikram.

At any cost.]

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*The next day*

Gauri: (To Shivaay) Bhaiyya, police commissioner ka phone aaya? Koi khabar mili?

Shivaay: Nahi, Gauri. Apparently Mumbai ke records mein Vikram Pandey naam ke bahut saare aadmi hai, lekin uski tasveer humaare tasveer se nahi mil rahi

Gauri: Toh ab?

Shivaay: Ab Hume bass intezaar karna hoga. Gauri, Vikram ke koi rishtedaar honge na? Bareilly mein? Unse Vikram ka pataa pooch sakti ho?

Gauri: Agar pooch paate toh jaroor pochte, Lekin jaise hi woh humaari awaaj sunenge, phone kaat denge. Bahut nafrat Karte Hai humse!

Anika: Toh kyun na hum unka pappu banaakar Vikram ka pataa jaan lein?

Gauri: (Confused) Pappu? Matlab?

Anika: Matlab ki main unhe phone karke yeh kahungi ki main income tax ki officer hoon, aur phir Vikram ka ataa-pataa pooch lungi!

Rudra: Kya baat hai bhabhi!

Gauri: Idea accha hai lekin...

Anika: Lekin?

Gauri: Humaare paas Vikram ke gharwaalo ka number nahi hai

Shivaay: Oh god! Ab kya?

Gauri: Wahi toh Hume samajh nahi aa raha!

Shivaay: Main commissioner sahib se kahunga ki woh Mumbai ke har police station ko alert karein, Vikram ka pata Milna chahiye, woh bhi bahut jald

Gauri: Ji, theek hai.

Shivaay: Accha, Mujhe office ke liye nikalna hai, excuse me! Gauri, kuch bhi ho, mujhe call karna, theek hai?

Gauri: Ji bhaiyya

*Shivaay leaves*

Anika: Gauri, main abhi aati hoon, Dadi bula rahi hai

Gauri: Ji didi, aap jaayie, hum Vikram ko dhoondne ke liye nikal jaate hai

Anika: Accha ruko, main driver saath bhejungi

Gauri: Arre nahi Didi, hum rickshaw se chale jaayenge, aap kyun khamakha taqleef le rahi hai?

Anika: Arre, issme taqleef ki Kya baat hai? Ruko main driver ko---

Om: (Interrupting Anika) Bhabhi mainGauri ke saath chalunga

Gauri: (Confused) Ji?

Anika: Accha theek hai!

[As Anika left, Gauri looked at Om in a confused manner.

What suddenly happened to him?

Why was he so willing to help Gauri, out of the blue? ]

Om: (Looking at Gauri) Tumhe taiyaar nahi hona Hai Kya?

Gauri: Taiyaar? Kiss liye?

Om: Vikram ko dhoondne! Main gaadi mein tumhara intezaar kar raha hoon, Jaldi aa jaana

*Om leaves*

Gauri: (To herself) Inhe achaanak se ka ho gaya hai? Khair, Tujhe Kya? Tujhe toh sirf Vikram ko dhoondna Hai!

[Gauri quickly changed and headed downstairs, before walking towards the car and sitting inside.

As she sat inside, Om pulled out a huge sheet of paper and opened it.]

Gauri: (Confused) Ee ka hai?

Om: Maine yeh kal raat banaya tha. Iss map mein hum woh jagah mark karenge, jahaan hum gaye hai, taaki Vikram tak asaani se pahunch sake. For starters, I think Hume waapis railway station ke paas jaana chahiye, shaayad wahaan bunty ka kuch pata ho? Jab bunty mil jaayega tab Vikram asaani se---

Gauri: (Shocked) Ka ho gaya hai aapko? Achaanak humaari madad kyun karna chah rahe Hai?

Om: Kya Matlab?

Gauri: Matlab kal tak toh humaare baare mein anaap-shanaap bakk rahe the; aur ab achaanak humaari madad karna chahte hai? Ka hua?

Om: (Looking away) Kuch bhi toh nahi...

Gauri: Aap humse nazarein kyun chupa rahe Hai?

Om: Dekho...I'm sorry

Gauri: (Confused) Hum kuch samjhe nahi...

Om: (Apologetic) umhaare baare mein kuch jaane bina galat raay bana di thi...I...Mujhe bahut bura lag raha hai...Maine tumhaare saath bahut badtameezi ki, I'm sorry

Gauri: (Surprised) Ek din mein itna badlaav? Aisa ka jaan liya aapne?

Om: Woh...Kal raat maine tumhaari aur bhabhi ki baat sunn li thi aur---

Gauri: Aap kaana-foosi kar rahe the?

Om: Nahi, main tumhaare room se guar raha tha aur tumhaari awaaz aayi toh...

Gauri: (Looking away) Toh isliye maafi maang rahe hai?

Om: (Adorably) Nahi...Main sach mein maafi maang raha hoon...Maine jo kuch bhi kaha, uske liye I'm sorry

Gauri: Koi baat nahi...kar diya maaf

[It was quite shocking.

How both of them immediately turned a new leaf, in just 5 minutes.

Just yesterday, they couldn't look eye to eye, but now, they just started being civil to one another!]

Om: Accha, tumne kabhi bunty ko pehle dekha hai? Woh shakal se kaise dikhta hai?

Gauri: Nahi...Bunty toh Mumbai ka hi hai, isliye hum kabhi usse mile hi nahi

Om: Accha, tumne kaha tha ki woh taxi driver hai na?

Gauri: Haan...lekin kaunsi taxi chalaata hai, o nahi pata

Om: Accha chalo usse kuch mil jaayein!

[The car halted in front of the railway station and Om and Gauri immediately hopped off ready to focus on their mission.]

*At the railway station*

Gauri: (To a shopkeeper) Bhaisaab, yahaan par taxi kaha milega?

Shopkeeper: Uss taraf behen! Wahaan par saare taxi waale apni gaadi khade karte hai

Gauri: Ji, dhanyawaad!

[Om and Gauri walked towards the taxi stand, where several taxis were parked.]

*At the taxi stand*

Gauri: (To a taxi driver) Bhaiyya, yahaan par bunty naam ka driver hai ka?

Taxi driver: Bunty? Naam suna suna sa lag raha hai, ek minute!

Kumar! Yahaan aa zara!

Kumar: Kya hua?

Taxi driver: Yeh bunty ke baare mein pooch rahi hai, tune woh naam kahi suna hai kya?

Kumar: Bunty? Haan! Arre woh toh yehi hai!

Gauri: (Shocked) Ka?! Kahaan? Hume unse milna hai, abhi!

Kumar: Accha rukiye, rukiye. Bunty! Bunty! Iss taraf!

[As Bunty came, Gauri rushed towards him to introduce herself.]

Gauri: Bunty! Hum Gauri! Yaad hai? Hum 4 din pehle Bareilly se aaye the? Vikram ke liye?

Bunty: (Confused) Ji? Aapko shaayad galat faimi hui hai

Gauri: Galat faimi? Nahi, nahi! Hum Gauri hai! Gauri Kumari Sharma! Vikram ne aapko humaare baare mein bataaya hoga!

Bunty: Dekhiye madam, na main kissi Vikram ko jaanta hoon, aur na toh maine kabhi aapka naam suna hai. Iss sheher mein bahut saare bunty hai, aapko zaroor galat faimi hui hai!

Gauri: (Frustrated) Arre aise kaise galat faimi hui hai! Hume pata hai ki aap bunty hai! Arre humaare Vikram ke dost bunty! woh bhi taxi chalaata hai, aur 4 din pehle, issi station par aane waale the, hume vikram ke paas le jaane! Sach bataayie, aap wohi bunty hai na?

Bunty: (Irritated) Arre ajeeb zabardasti hai! Jab main aapse keh raha hoon ki main woh bunty nahi hoon, jisski aapko talaash hai, aapko meri baat samajh kyun nahi aa rahi?

Gauri: (Frustrated) Kyun ki hume pata hai ki aap jhoot bol rahe hai! Hume Vikram ke paas le jaayie, haath jod rahe hai!

[Gauri began crying and pleaded in front of Bunty, who was getting more and more irritated. Om, who was standing behind immediately came forward and caught Gauri by the shoulders, before she collapsed on the ground.]

Bunty: (To Om) Aap samajhdaar lag rahe hai, isliye aapse keh rahe ki please inhe samjhaayie ki jiss Bunty ki unko talaash hai, woh main nahi hoon

Om: Ji, pareshaani ke liye maaf kijiye, aap jaa sakte hai

Gauri: (To Om) Aap unhe jaane kyun de rahe hai?! Hum bata rahe hai ki woh Bunty hai! Woh jaanta hai ki Vikram kahaan par hai!

Om: (Consoling Gauri) Gauri, utho, woh bunty nahi hai, chalo

[Gauri's shoulders slipped off his hands as she collapsed on the floor and began wailing uncontrollably and erratically.

She was frustrated and beyond tired.

It had been 4 days.

4 long days without Vikram.

Her Vikram.

Why was god playing this game with her? She had sacrificed her everything just so she could spend the rest of her life with the man she truly loved, Vikram.

Seeing her cry, Om slowly crouched down behind her and placed his arms over her shoulders, trying to console her. Gauri slightly turned and held on to his arm, before crying endlessly.

Om had no idea how to react. He had never done this before.

He had never been so proximal with a girl, let alone place his hands on her shoulders!

As she cried, he slowly placed a hand on his head, to calm her down.

Om was unusually surprised.

How could you love someone so much?

How could Gauri love Vikram so much that even his absence made her so weak and feeble?

Om had never fallen in love before, and to him, this was completely new and unusual.]

Gauri: (Crying) 4 din ho gaye hai! 4 din! Pata nahi hume Vikram milega bhi nahi! Kahaan jaayenge? Ghar bhi toh nahi jaa sakte!

Om: Vikram milega, Gauri! Tum himmat nahi haar sakti! Vikram bhi toh issi haal mein hoga, na? Vikram bahut jald milega, Gauri, bahut jald!

Gauri: (Crying) Pata nahi shankarji ne humaari qismat mein Vikram ka saath likha hai bhi ya nahi!

Om: Gauri, aisi baatein mat karo. Chalo, utho, hume aur bhi kahi jaana hai, Vikram ko dhoondne

Gauri: (Emotionless) Hume ghar jaana hai

Om: Kya? Kyun?

Gauri: Bass, jaana hai

Om: Theek hai, hum ghar chalenge, chalo

Gauri: (Getting up) Nahi, hum yahaan ki baat nahi kar rahe hai. Hume ghar jaana hai, Bareilly.

Om: What? Kyun?

Gauri:(Crying) Hume jaana hai!

Om: Gauri, tum Bareilly chali gayi toh woh log tumhe maar denge!

Gauri: (Crying) Toh ab kaunsa zinda hai, hum?! Hum waapis jaayenge, uss buddhe se shaadi karke zindagi kaat lenge!

Om: Tum Bareilly nahi jaoogi! Sirf 4 din hue hai, aur itni jaldi haar maan gayi?

Gauri: Toh ka karein?! Vikram ka koi ataa pataa nahi mil raha, aur yahaan reh rahein hai toh sirf bojh bankar! Hume Bareilly jaana hi padega!

[As Gauri tried walking away, Om brought her close, holding her by the shoulders, and looked deeply into her eyes.

He had never looked someones eyes before, but somehow, Gauri's eyes drew him in.

Her red and teary eyes spoke to him.]

Om: Tum bojh nahi ho, samjhi? Main vaada karta hoon ki main Vikram ko dhoond nikalunga! Aur uska haath tumhaare haath mein rakhunga!

Gauri: (Crying)

Om: Chalo, ghar chalo ab

[Gauri's feeble legs got weak and she almost fell as walked, until Om grabbed her and carried her in his arms.

Gauri was taken aback by Om's nature.

How was he so caring and nice? They just met 4 days ago (with an incredibly rough start) and despite that, he made her a huge promise.

A promise to find Vikram.

At that moment, Gauri was beginning to understand the man Om was, and she was slowly beginning to appreciate him.]

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*The next day*

[It was about 11 in the morning and Gauri came downstairs to find the family standing on opposite sides of the room.

Dadi, Shivaay, Jhanvi, Rudra and Shakti were on one side, while Om, Anika, Pinky and Tej were on the other side.

Gauri figured that it was probably 'family time' so she made her way back up until she heard Shivaay's voice.]

Shivaay: Gauri, kahaan jaa rahi ho?

Gauri: Woh...Maaf kijiye, aap logo ke kaam mein dakhalandaazi nahi karna chahte the...

Dadi: Uff! Kaunsi dakhalandaazi? Tu bhi toh iss parivaar ka hissa bann chuki Hai! Chal, hum antaakshari khel rahe Hai, tumhaara hi intezaar tha!

Anika: Gauri humaare team mein hogi!

Shivaay: Ji, Nahi, Gauri humaare team mein hogi!

Dadi: Uffo! Bass bhi karo! Gauri, Anika ke team mein jaa!

Rudra: (Confidently) Waise aap logo ko bata doon ki Rudy antaakshari ka champion hai!

Anika: Accha? Woh khelne ke baad pata chalega! Gauri, aa jao!

[Gauri walked towards the other side and sat next to Anika.]

Rudra: Accha game doosri team shuru karegi! Kyun Dadi?

Dadi: Haan! Haan! Kaun aana chahega?

Om: Anika bhabhi pehle jaayegi! Jaayie, bhabhi

Shivaay: Haarne ke liye taiyyaar ho jaao, Anika!

Anika: Mujhe woh aapse kehna chahiye, billuji!

[Shivaay walked towards Anika and whispered a movie into her ear, and after he did, Anika tried her best to control her laughter while she was enacting the movie.

After several tries, Anika's team finally guessed the movie and won a point!

The game went on and on, and then, it was Om's turn.]

Rudra: Accha O, aapki baari hai! Aa jao!

[Om stood up and walk towards Rudra who then whispered a movie name in his name.]

Rudra: (Whispering) Kuch kuch hota hai

Om: (Confused) Arre, woh kaise act karun?

Rudra: Wahi toh challenge hai! Chaliye, chaliye!

[Om put 4 fingers up, indicating the number of words in the movie title, but somehow, he was somehow unable to enact the entire movie.]

Anika: Om, tum kya act kar rahe ho, kuch samajh nahi aa raha!

Om: Yaar, main koshish kar raha hoon lekin aap logo ko samajh nahi aa raha!

Rudra: Accha Om, tu chahe toh kissi team member ki help le sakta hai

Anika: Yeh accha hai! Gauri, tum jao, help karo, tum filmo mein acchi ho na?

Gauri: Haan theek hai!

[Gauri stood up and walked towards Om who then bent down and whispered the movie name to her.

The whole family looked at both of them in confusion. What were they planning so much?

Om then went on one knee, and placed his hand in the air, trying to play the piano, while he placed his other hand forward.

They were trying to enact the scene from kuch kuch hota hai!

Gauri then hesitantly placed her hand in his, and Om slowly stood up, before placing his other hand on the small of his back, slightly startling her.]

Anika: (Excited) Mil gaya! Mil gaya! kuch kuch hota hai!

[As they gazed into each others eyes, they somehow completely forgot the world around them. Almost like they didn't even know where they were.

It took them a while until they realised where they were and they consciously moved away from each other, trying to pretend as though they didn't just share a 'moment'.]

Rudra: Kuch kuch hota hai ke chakkar mein, inn dono ka Shahrukh-Kajol moment ho gaya, nahi?

Anika: Haan, bilqul!

[Om and Gauri immediately returned to their seats, Gauri consciously sitting away from Om, to maintain a respectable distance.]

Shivaay: Accha chalo, kuch aur karte hai!

Anika: Jaise?

Dadi: Om! Puttar! Itne dino se tumhaari shayari nahi suni hai! Ek ho jaaye!

Rudra: Waise Gauri didi, aapko pata hai Om kamaal ke shayar hai! Isliye unki baatein itni complicated hoti hai!

Om: (Annoyed) Shut up Rudra!

Rudra: Accha theek hai! chal, aaj ek shayari ho jaye!

Om: Rudy, Shayari maggi nahi hai, jo 2 minute mein bann jaayegi! Inspiration chahiye, ambience chahiye, feel chahiye!

Gauri: Arre, inhe chodiye! Aapko pata hai, hum bhi kamaal ke shayar hai!

Anika: Kya baat hai! Tum toh chuppi rustom nikli!

Rudra: Wah! Toh ek ho jaaye phir!

Gauri: (Clearing her throat) Arj kiya hai...

Om: It's arz! A-r-z

Gauri: (Rolling her eyes) Arj kiya hai!

Anika: Irshaad!

Gauri: Kaafi dino se peena chah rahe the, chai ka ek pyaala...

Om: (rolling his eyes) Pehle line sunte hi pata chalta hai ki kya ghatiya shayari hogi!

Gauri: Aap chup nahi reh sakte?!

Dadi: Aage bol puttar!

Gauri: Kaafi dino se peena chah rahe the, chai ka ek pyaala...

Humaari favorite heroine ka naam hai, Madhubala!

Kya shayari likhi hai na!

[Om glared at Gauri in disgust, while the entire family laughed at how terrible her shayari was!]

Rudra: (Laughing) Wah! Kya baat hai! Log toh mohabbat,dosti par shayari likhte hain, aapne toh chai par likh di!

Om: (Annoyed) Please iss bakwaas ko shayari mat bulao! It's insulting!

Rudra: Isliye toh aapse keh rahe the ki aap ek acchi si shayari sunaayie, lekin aap maan hi nahi rahe the!

Om: Haan aur maine bhi kaha tha ki shayari 2 minute mein nahi banti! Filhaal mere paas koi inspiration bhi nahi hai!

Gauri: Arre toh issme ka hai! Hum ek aur bolte hai---

Anika: Nahi! Nahi! Ho gaya! Ho gaya!

Dadi: Arre, main bhool hi gayi! Kal holi hai! Tum logo ko yaad hai na?

Rudra: Arre, yaad kaise nahi hoga Dadi! Maine bhaang ka bhi bandobast kar liya hai!

Dadi: Tum toh ho hi iss layak! Kal jaldi uthna! Subah subah pooja hai, aur phir mehmaan bhi aayenge

Anika: Dadi, maine sab kuch organize kar liye hai, aap tension mat lijiye. Gauri, tum kal bahut mazein karogi!

Gauri: Hume holi bahut pasand hai didi!

Accha, bhaiyya, Police commissioner se koi khabar mili?

Shivaay: Nahi, Gauri. Om, tum aur Gauri kal kahi gaye the na? Wahaan se kya mila?

Om: Kuch nahi mila, bhaiyya! Lekin haan, hume lagta hai ki railway station par bunty tha

Shivaay: Matlab? Tumne usse dekha?

Gauri: Dekha, aur baat bhi ki! Lekin woh kabse ee keh raha hai ki woh bunty nahi hai, aur woh Vikram ko nahi jaanta! Lekin humaara dil hume bata raha tha ki woh jhoot bol raha hai!

Shivaay: Tumhe woh mila kaise?

Gauri: Woh taxi driver tha! Isliye hume lag raha tha ki woh wahi bunty hai, jisski hume talaash hai!

Shivaay: (Angry) Sach toh main ugalwaaoonga! Om, Gauri, mere saath chalo! Hum abhi railway station jaayenge aur uss Bunty ka sach pata karke rahenge!

[Immediately, Om, Gauri and Shivaay got into the car and sped through, to reach the railway station 20 minutes later.

Gauri was anxious, but happy at the same time.

After Bunty would speak the truth, she'd finally be able to meet Vikram! Her days of waiting would finally come to an end!

They stepped out of the vehicle the moment they reached and headed towards the area where all the taxis were parked.]

Shivaay: Kya yehi woh jagah hai?

Gauri: (Anxious) Haan bhaiyya, yehi woh jagah hai. Aur uss aadmi ne hume bunty ke baare mein bataaya

[Shivaay walked towards the taxi driver standing, whilst Om and Gauri closely followed.]

Shivaay: (To the taxi driver) Yahaan bunty naam ka driver hai kya?

Taxi driver: Bunty? Arre woh kal hi toh madam se mile the!

Shivaay: Haan, lekin aaj main usse milna chahta hoon. Jao, usse bulaao

Taxi driver: Aapne thodi deri kar di saahab

Shivaay: What do you mean?

Taxi driver: Kal shaam ko bunty ne apna isteefaa de diya aur apne gaaon chala gaya

Gauri: (Shocked) Ka?! Chala gaya? Matlab hum sahi the! Woh wahi bunty tha!

Om: Usska gaaon kahaan par hai?

Taxi driver: Yeh toh nahi pata mujhe

Shivaay: Accha tumhaare paas uska number ya pata hai?

Taxi: Haan number hai, yeh lijiye

[Shivaay dialled the number but before it rang, he received a message saying that the number was switched off.]

Gauri: Ka hua? Phone mila?!

Shivaay: (Frustrated) Switched off aa raha hai!Shit!

Gauri: (Crying) Hume yahaan aana hi nahi chahiye tha...humaari hi mat maari gayi thi! Ab hume vikram kabhi nahi milega!

Shivaay: Gauri, tum himmat nahi haar sakti! Do you understand? Hum bunty ko dhoond nikaalenge! Tum jaao, gaadi mein baitho, hum abhi aate hai

[Gauri walked away and sat in the car, while Om and Shivaay observed her from a distance.]

Om: (Folding his arms) Shivaay, mujhe kuch gudbud lag raha hai

Shivaay: Mujhe bhi. I don't know why, but right now, I feel like Vikram is a really shady character

Om: Lekin maajra kya hai? Yeh bunty achaanak kyun bhaag gaya?

Shivaay: Wahi toh samajh nahi aa raha! Main police commissioner ko yeh number dunga. I'm sure woh usse track kar paayenge

Om:(Looking at Gauri) I bass hope ki jo kuch bhi ho, accha ho. Kal Gauri ki haalat kaafi badtar thi

Shivaay: Lekin tum bhi toh the, usska khyaal rakhne

Om: What? What do you mean?

Shivaay: You know what I mean, O. Or at least aaj ki antaakshari ke baad toh pata chal gaya hoga

Om: (Rolling his eyes) Aap logo ke dimaag mein pata nahi kya bhara hai! Ab chalein?

Shivaay: Chalein!

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