FF- Naku's Call, Epilogue, pg32,note on pg 33 - Page 12

Aap jayiye match dekne aur me jakar Vikas ki bahen ko pakarta hu, akhir shaam ko jane ka taiyyari bhi toh karna hai…

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While Dixitji left for the grounds, Dutta turned towards Nakusha's hiding place, if his guts are right, Nakusha should be there any moment…..

A little later, Nakusha came huffing and puffing cycling down the road, wearing her trademark salwar kameez …seeing Dutta she was furious…

Aap keya kar rahe hai idhar…

Dutta took out a cold water bottle and handed over… She was looking tired and sweaty, she took long sips…spread herself under the tree in half lying position…

Ek cheej batao, tum jab khel rahi thi..Vikas kaha tha…

Kiyu batayo, she went defensive again...protecting her brother…

Nehi, just was discussing all the possibilities with your father, must be nearby, can't be too far away…now is he sitting with the officials for everyone to see?

Nakusha narrowed her eyes…Dutta understood his predictions were more or less right…

Usdin bhi shayad Vikas match officials ke saath hi wapis aya, tumhe time nehi mila na change karne ke liye…so you came back with the rest of the boys and Vikas, the star player of the evening with the match officials…

Nakusha ignored Dutta…

Dutta smiled, wise tum achha bat kar leti ho…

She did not reply…

Keya baath hai, tumhari jaban ko keya ho giya…

Nehi mujhe kuch kehna nehi hai, pata nehi tum keya keya record kar rahe ho….Nakusha replied…

Record? Kaisa record…

Ha usme, Nakusha pointed the mobile at his pocket…

Record, kiyu karunga, abh toh tum meri biwi ho…

Ha, Mission Accomplished…

Right, aur ekh saach baat batau...

Keya...

Mai batau yeh tum dekh loge…Dutta offered his mobile…

Nakusha looked a bit apprehensive, isme keya hai…

Kuch Nehi…

Kuch nehi hai, mera matlab koi recording nehi hai, Dutta gave her his lopsided smile…

Nakusha grabbed the mobile, she quickly went through the video / audio clips. No train conversation where it was apparent Nakusha played on behalf of Vikas was found….other than few shots of her playing a little while ago, there was nothing…she looked at him..feeling foolish and cheated…

Dutta calmly took the mobile from her, maine socha before we start our married life, we should be honest with each other…

Bahut achha socha, yeh soch tumne 2 din pehle kiyu nehi socha, her nostrils were flaring…

Tabh toh tum mujhse shaadi nehi karti na… Was his prompt reply…

Hey bhagwan kaha pasha diya tumne mujhe….Nakusha got up, dusted herself and pushed her cycle, Dutta calmly came and sat on her carrier…Nakusha pressed her brake…

Chalo ghar chalte hai, thori der me hume Mumbai ke liye nikalna hai, uski taiyaari bhi hai and there will be enough witnesses to say you were at home incase someone challenges Vikas's identity…

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Mrs Patil was horrified to see Dutta riding pillion of his wife's cycle coming home late afternoon, she thanked god that it was not in Mumbai, lekin keya yeh dono Mumbai me bhi aise ghumenge, inse kehna parega Dutta ko business me busy rakhne ke liye nehi toh pata nehi yeh dono keya keya karte phirenge…

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As Dutta took leave from his Bua's family he reminded Bua that she promised to visit them soon alongwith Phupaji…

Ha Ha tu settle ho ja theek se, phir humlog ateh hai, Bua tried to give him a reassuring smile…

Dutta knew Bua had doubts regarding Nakusha's future behaviour. Now she was mad with him for various reasons, for blackmailing her, forcing her to return home instead of watching the concluding part of the match and of course making her leave for Mumbai when still two matches are pending….she was standing with her friends who were giving catcalls yesterday on seeing her getting married were looking sad too inspite winning the match…though Vikas did not win the man of the match award, his innings was well appreciated.

His parents got into the Car, Dutta asked Nakusha to take her leave. As she hugged Vikas, rest of their friends stood surrounding them, later she cried her heart out hugging her father…Dutta felt guilty, waited patiently for her to get into the car…

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It was after midnight when reached Mumbai…Nakusha already asleep leaning against the back rest of the car, dressed as a bride it was difficult to imagine she was hitting 6 and 4s a little while ago, Dutta could wait the see the face of his parents once he informed them about Nakusha playing the match as Vikas, his mother will surely faint, his father might be amused…

As their car drove into the house, Dutta gently shook Nakusha awake, Nakusha looked grumpy and disoriented…pissed off to be awaken…

Ghar a gaya…he pointed out…she made a big face…totally looking disinterested…As his mother asked the servant to bring the aarti thali, Nakusha stood holding her sari ready to walk in and get over with it…Dutta pushed her hand down a bit, the sari was held bit too high, nearly showing her knees…Nakusha mutters something under her breath…once they cross the threshold completing the ritual, Nakusha turned towards Dutta, kamra kaha hai, I want to go to bed for heavens sake raat ka 1 bajne ko hai…

Though Nakusha had kept her voice low, everybody in the room heard her…

For Dutta the night has just begun, many a times he leaves the house at 1 in the morning for parties…Dutta saw his father looking quite pleased, at last Nakusha had said something of his liking…

As soon as they enter his room, Nakusha gives a quick look all round, takes out her jewelry, dropping them off on the centre table, scrateches her head, ask Dutta the way to the bathroom, comes back picks up the pillow and marches towards the 3 seater…

Tum udhar sowgi keya, Dutta asked her …

Mujhe apne dushman ke saath bed share nehi karna hai…

But that is the best part of marriage…Dutta replied…

Keya? Nakusha failed to see any best part…

In marriage you get to sleep with your enemy…Dutta smiled…

Nakusha raised her hands in huff, lay down and closed her eyes…

Waise mere saath sowte, you could have kicked me like last night, I would have thought tum needh me kick kare rahe ho…Nakusha pulled the pillow and covered her ears.

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