Puru quietly makes Armaan sit down. His son begins to stammer, "Dad….wo party toh maine Raj…."
Puru: Armaan, maine tumse explanation nahin maang raha hun!
Armu: But Dad….seriously, maine aisa kuch bhi nahin…..
Puru sits down next to him. "I understand….aur main tumse naaraz nahin hun! I know ki bachelor parties hona ek…..ek fashion sa hai….main ye bhi jaanta hun ki tum kabhi apni limits cross nahin karoge….lekin shayad tumhe laga ki Jassi ye sab nahin samjhegi…tabhi toh tum us se chhupa kar ye sab kar rahe the…hai na?"
Armu throws out his hands helplessly. "Main usse kaise batata Dad….phir toh Neha aur Beauty ko bhi pata chal jaata?"
Puru: Yahi toh main kehne ki koshish kar raha hun….ki tum teeno unhe bata ki jaate!
Armaan looks at him.
Puru: Son, agar tumhare kuch karne se unhe takleef pahunchti hai, toh tumhe wo cheez nahin karni chahiye….aur agar tumhe lagta hai ki usme koi buraai nahin hai, toh unhe batane mein kya harz hai?" He puts his hand on his shoulder. "Parties maine bhi apne time mein bahut ki hai….lekin maine tumhari Mom se kabhi kuch nahin chupaya…..she understood…aur Jassi bhi samajhti Armaan, agar tum usse batate….apne life partner ki judgment par tumhe itna bharosa hona chaiye!
Armu hangs his head down and nods. "Aap bilkul theek keh rahe hai dad….maine Jassi ko na bata kar galti ki hai….lekin ab mujhe apologise karna chahiye……" He gets up. "Thanks a lot, Dad."
They hug. Puru pats him on the back. "I know ki tum apni life ab khud handle kar sakte ho….lekin beech-beech mein tumhare boodhe Dad ka experience kaam aa jaye, toh unhe khushi milti hai ki apne bachchon ke kaam toh aaye!"
Jassi is standing at her bedroom window when Armaan arrives. She turns and looks at him, but her expression is inscrutable. He stares uncertainly at her for a moment, then goes to the next room where Ashish and Vedika are sleeping peacefully. He kisses them. When he raises his head, he finds Jassi standing in the doorway looking at him. He advances towards her. "Jassi….main…"
She turns and walks back to the window. He follows, grabbing her from behind and putting his chin on her shoulder. "Abhi tak naaraaz ho?"
She doesn't say anything. Taking hold of her shoulders, he turns her around to face him and lifts her chin with two fingers. "Jassi, wo Saucy Sameera bahut interesting thi, lekin…."
She grabs his hand angrily. "Armaan Suri, tumhe agar iss waqt ghutan mehsoos ho rahi hai toh tum waapas ja sakte ho….apni Slinky…"
"Saucy", he corrects her.
"Whatever! Wahaan tumhe jannat milti hai na….toh jao na….iss jail mein kyun waapas aa rahe ho!"
He laughs and kisses her fingers one by one. "Mrs Jassi Suri, aapko mujhse itni aasani se chutkaara nahin milega….uss so-called jannat se mujhe aapki baahon ki jail kahin zyada pasand hai….bas ek condition hai…."
"Kya?" she can't resist asking.
"Ki mujhe iss jail se kabhi bail na mile!"
"Toh kya aap umar qaid ke liye taiyar hai, Mr. Armaan Suri?"
He puts his head on her shoulder. "Mujhe iss judge se pyaar hai…..issliye unke hothon se sazaa-e-maut bhi mujhe manzoor hai!"
She laughs, he laughs, and they both fall in each other's arms.
Monday: A final surprise
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