DevAkshi OS~Tere pyaar mein, ho jaon Fanaa

DevAkshi OS ~Tere Pyaar mein, ho jaon Fanaa !

Dedicated to WeRockTheWorld, Anu_LoveRain and saumiee - for being such awesome buddies forever !!

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"Maa, tu jaa - warna sach mein meri tabiyat aur bhigad jaayega - keh raha hoon."

"Arey aise kaise bhigad jaayega, mein rahoongi - tho tumhara dekhbal rakhungi - kuch nahin, ham phir kabhi jaayenge"

"Maa" Dev said in a stern tone "T..tu nahin jaayegi tho mujhe bohot pareshaani hogi - ki tum mere wajah se Neha ke saath nahin gayi - aur ..."he continued in a lower, persuading tone,"itne dinon ki baad Neha ko itna khush dekh raha hoon maa - tu jaayegi tho use bohot accha lagega "

Ishwari was torn between going with Neha for the shopping and staying behind with Dev to take care of him.

Noticing her hesitation he continued,

"Aur waise bhi maa - sirf thodi si bhukar hi tho hai - aapne haldi waala doodh banaya hain na - mein usepi loonga ."

"Par.."

"Jaa..jaa" he held his mother by the shoulders and pushed her out of the room.

"Aur wapas aake batana ki kaisa raha theeke ? - tu bhi Neha " he shouted.

"Tu bas chup baith aur aaram kar - he bhagwan mere jaathe he aise chilla raha hai - mein gayi tho .. she turned around for a split second "Tu ek bhi kaam nahin karega - mein ..mein Tina se poochungi .." she saind in a warning tone.

"Nahin baba ..tu ja .." he jumped onto the bed, pulling the covers onto him "Dekh mein nahin uthoonga - dekh mera laptop udhar hai ..khush ?! ..mein so raha hoon ..Bye " and saying so he petulantly shut his eyes, pretending to sleep.

Yeh ladka bhi na! bas in bacchon ki khushiyan aur pyar aise hi bana rakhna, bhagwan.

"Jiji ...uss bengalan ko bula ke bolo tho sahi...ki ham mein se koi ghar par nahin honge tho nahin aana hai.."

Dev opened his eyes in frustration. His eyes searched for his phone on the bed. Unfortunately enough, it was lying on the far away study table, next to his laptop.

"Arey haan.. Bhabhi aap ne tho mera chinta hi door kar diya - woh aayegi tho kamse kam woh hogi uske dekh baal ke liye - kamsekam nutrition ki baath tho manta hai yeh - doctorni hai woh sambhal legi" Ishwari exclaimed, suddenly relieved.

For a split second, Dev considered hugging his mother.

"Arey Jiji, aap meri baat ko na taal ke bohot galati kar rahe ho - woh yahan aakar..."

"Bhabhi ."

Radharani stopped. Mamaji sighed in frustration and helplessness.

"Haan ..haan waise bhi yeh gareeb ki beti ki baath tho hamesha galat hi hoti hai."

"Arey yaar, yeh GKB ko Sona di se problem kya hai. Itni sweet tho hai - mujhe sab mein help karti hain. Yahan tak mere Dev bhaiyya se bina daant khilwaye maths behi sikhane ka mauka laga diya!! " Nikki muttered happily to Ria , who just shook her head in a negative - not knowing the answer as well.

The door closed with a loud noice, leaving Dev alone in the large, palatial house - alone.

***

"Haan maa - aami sudhu paunch . Theekh aach, mein aapko baad mein phone karti hoon."

Sonakshi'e eyes wandered from the living to the kitchen and back to the living area.

Kahan gaye sab? Kahin Auntyji ne ...

She checked her inbox only to see that she had received no messages.

She stepped inside and walked up to the bed.

Wait a second... Is that ...?

"Mr Dixit ?"

On receiving no response, Sonakshi panicked and pulled down the blanket covers. Dev looked tired and his forehead and neck had beads of sweat glistening on them - as if he had jumped into the bed, right after a faadu workout at the gym. But today was Tuesday, then why ...

Sonakshi instantly placed her palm on his forehead and at the same speed removed it.

Hey Bhagoban - Inko tho itni zor se bukhar hai!

"Dev? Dev !! Aap meri baath .."

Dev just shifted his head from the pillow and on to her lap.

"Dev! Aap ..."

She fumbled around with the zip of her handbag - rummaging through the pouches , in search of the thermometer she always carried around.

Mil gaya.

Quickly removing its case , she slipped the thermometer into his mouth - anxiously waiting for the beep sound ; hoping the result was not too bad.

Beep.Beep.

101.6 F ?!!

"Tumi ekdum impossible Mr Dixit - itni bukhar hoke, aapne pataaya thak nahin ?!"

"Miss Bose..."

On hearing those unintelligibly muttered words, Sonakshi smiled shakily.

Yeh Mr Aubodhro bhi na - ekdum boka!

"Haan, haan mera matlab hai - aapko patanaa chahi.., khair..mein jaakar ..."

Dev's head snuggled into her lap, his hands snaking around her waist, resting contentedly around them. His head nuzzled further into her waist, his hair poking her midriff through the thin fabric that covered her.

"Dev..." she sighed, her lips unknowingly curling up at the sight of the small kid in front of her.

Aise rahenge, tho aise hi rahenge. Mera man bhi nahin kar raha, ki mein inhe hataon.

Sonakshi slowly removed his hands from around her.

Please math utho.

She cradled his head, onto her palm- slowly shifting his body to lie comfortably on the bed and then resting his head on the soft pillow.

Yes! Ab mein.

She caught her dupatta before it slid off from her neck.

"Ki ?.."

Turning around, she saw the end of her dupatta clenched tightly in Dev's palm.

"Dev.." she muttered adoringly.

Slowly she tugged at her dupatta, trying to remove it from his hold - only for him to pull it with more force, causing her to lose her balance at the unexpected action.

Sonakshi fell onto him, her hair hitting against his shoulder, hands resting atop his chest.

Sonakshi ..." he muttered, trying to slowly open his eyes - to catch a glimpse of the beautiful soul resting atop him.

Her breath caught in her throat, as his hand pushed back her hair behind her ear - sliding down tantalizingly down her neck - sending shivers down her spine.

His fervent yet tired gaze resting on her face.

Mr Dikshit - aap bimar hote hue bhi mera jaan nikaal lenge ! Yeh ..ai..tax lagni chahiye - itni handsome kyon lagte hai yaar ...

"N..nahin ..aap .." she turned her body around so that she slid off from top of him and rested beside him.

Step 1 - Done.

"Ab..." He pulled her closer to him and rested his head comfortably on her chest - using it as a pillow.

Her heart almost stopped. Almost.

His head shifted around, searching for a cozy position, until it finally found one - resting exactly beneath her chin - his stubble tickling her collarbone. His hand unceremoniously fell over her abdomen, pulling her closer by the waist - till there was no gap between them.

Mujhe is wale Mr Aubhodro kuch zyaada hi pasand aa raha hai.

Sona!' her mind reprimanded her . Woh bimaar hain.'

Haan tho man kya karoon - yehi aise adorable harkatein kar rahe hain.

"Aami tomak khoob baal...baal..baali ?"

Her chest rumbled with silent laughter.

Mr Aubhodro, Bengali bolte hue itne cute lagenge - yeh maine kabhi nahin socha.

"Maine seekha tha Miss Bose...woh mujhe bukh.a. mein yaad ...na..." and suddenly he stopped.

"I love you ."

And her heart stopped. Then began beating with the most beautiful pace - she had ever heard. But soon she realized, it wasn't only her own. Her heart had matched its pace with the one it was connected to - and would always be - His.

She sighed in serenity. Giving in, she pulled him closer to her cold body - making him hum in thankfulness. Her gaze rested on his form, her hand slowly caressing his hair.

***

Dev's eyes opened - only to be greeted with darkness. Something wet and heavy slid off his forehead and onto his T-shirt.

"Yeh kapda ...?"

Glimpses of the morning came back to him in flashes - and suddenly he could recall Sonakshi take care of him. He blushed, remembering his antics and smiled at her reactions.

He slowly got up from his bed and moved towards the study table - looking into his phone to check the time.

8:00 PM

Oh. Miss Bose tho ghar chali gayi hongi - his mind spoke with an unspoken disappointment.

He moved towards the door to switch on the lights - only to be greeted with a bright neon pink sticky tape stuck on to the wall - just next to the switchboard -as if the person knew he would do this.

Apne night table ki taraf dekh lo Mr Dixit.'

He quickly glanced back to see a glass full of a rich brown syrup - the aroma send shivers - bad ones - down his spine along with a another sticky note - stuck onto it.

Yeh khaada hai - bohot medicinal hai yeh - ab aapko zukham utna tho nahin hoga - kyunki maine aapko davai bhi khila diya tha aur wet wipes be apply kiye the. Ab yeh piyoge - tho baaki ka bhi door ho jaayega. Now, piyo ise jaldi - fatafat.

He hesitating glanced into the glass' content but nevertheless gulped it down.

And suddenly it struck him - what he had done. He glanced back at the sticky note.

'Maine kaha na isme embarrass hone ki koyi baat nahin hain. Just go with your insincts.'

He could hear her musical laughter ringing in the back of his mind.

"Yaar yeh sahi ..tum ..muj.."

Frustrated, he tried to continue reading the note.

Accha maine kitchen mein soup bana ke rakha hai. Recipe book mein dekh ke ki hai - aur maine thoda sa chak ke dekha tha - acchi bani hai - isilye khaa lena. Dopahar ko tumne kuch nahin khaya.'

He turned around with the glass immediately - only to stop, all of a sudden

"Main nahin .."

Accha baba tum zoru ke ghulam nahin ho - khush ? Ab please pee lo .

He sighed - his lips widening into a triumphant smile. He rushed down the stairs - with his newly found health and excitement - to taste her first dish - made by her own hands.

Sonakshi - tum mano ya na mano - tumhari haathon mein jaadu hai.

After finishing the satisfying meal, he glanced back at the note.

Woh mein rehti - lekin Elena ko pick up kar ne jaana tha - woh maa, baba, dadi aur dada ek rishtedaar ki ghar gaye hain. Toh ham akele hain. Jaise hi uth the ho , mujhe please message kar dena.'

He immediately took his phone and typed out a few words - enough to scare away her worry - or so he believed.

Beep.Beep.

*😃**❤️* - Jao ab rest kar lo . Khaana khaa lena. Aur apna khayaal rakhna. Kal subah miloongi. Good night.

He set is phone down and turned to look at the last part of the note.

P.S : aami tomak khoob baalo bhashi.'

A blush rose up his cheeks - while at the same time his lips rose in a joyful, euphoric manner.

P.P.S Aur waise, apni girlfriend ki har baat maanthe hue, bohot cute lagte ho!'

"Sonakshi ...!" he exclaimed exasperatedly - her mischievous eyes flashing before him.

Have you ever seen an Acacia plant ? If you have, you would know and if you haven't - well I will tell you - you will always see it surrounded by ants. Always. Not sometimes or maybe. Always. Do you know why ? Well - in Botany - we call it obligate symbiosis. Aur in common man's words - yeh donon jee nahin sakte ek doosre ke bina. They cannot survive without each other. Why ? woh isilye kyunki - they depend on each other. Equally. Mutually. They help each other. While the ants are provided with shelter and essential nutrition - the ants in turn protect the plant from bacterial infestation - from external attack - defend them. They weren't brought into the world that way - they learned to live that way.

Ek doosre ke bina nahin jee sakte.

Dev and Sonakshi.

Agar Sonakshi roshni hai tho Dev chaav ki tarah. Ek doosre ko madad karte hue - is duniya mein jeene ki umeed aur thaakat dete hue. Helping each other. Dependent on each other to an extent that - now, were inseparable to the brink of death.

Mr Devrat Dixit ki business world ke zariye dekho tho ek Win-Win situation. Donon ka profit. Koyi bhi nuksaan nahin.

Lekin shaayad log aksar bhool jaathe hain ki duniya ki har koi cheez ek balance sheet ki tarah nahin hota. Kuch paane ke liye - kuch khona padta hai. Kabhi kabhi loss bhi faaydeman hota hai aur kabhi kabhaar gain bhi, nuksaan.

Yeh samajhne mein ki dil aur dimaag ek ki do bhaag hotein hai. Yeh ek doosre ke bina nahin jee sakte. The biggest example of obligate symbiosis. Right in front of our eyes. But we remain oblivious to it. Kabhi yeh chup, tho kabhi woh chup. Ek doosre ko madad karta hai. Lekin kabhi bhi koi bhi ang hamesha ke liye chup nahin rehtha.

Yeh samjhne mein ki :

Kya paate hain, kya khote hain - jab dilon ki faisle bhi dimaag se hoti hai.