Part-1
As the Black Landrover bearing Mumbai number touched the dusty streets of Ratnagiri district... A gleam appeared on his face... His past reflected onto his mind... He was reminded of his childhood he spent with his best friend... which flourished to love with their growing with their ages... All those lovely and romantic moments came alive to his mind...
His thought wandered to his childhood when they both used to sniggle in the mango orchid and climb mango trees to eat raw haphoos mangoes... those stolen mangoes tasted better than available in mandi... fresh and raw... the peon always was able to catch one of them... but other one who could escape... used to come back... for sake of their love... and both were beaten black and blue...
Then his love days reflected... both liked to play in rain... and dip at the pond near the orchid... With age... they started to feel the emotions that were forbidden... but they knew their limits... They knew that their families won't approve their relationship... But they were sure that one day their true love will win over all these restrictions...
He didn't want to remember the moment when both had to separate... didn't want to remember the reason the lovers had to be apart... All because of her... Had Aayi Saheb not came in her talks and not chosen her to marry him... he would have been spending his life happily with his childhood love in the greenery of his home place... Patil Wadi... where he once ruled... He cursed the day... he had let her save him... It would have been better if he would have died that day... atleast he would have been dieing with his love... The day she came to his life... The day she came to his home at Aayi Saheb's pursuance... She had starting ruling each and every family member's heart with her drama talks... He could understand her acts... but couldn't go against her as she had become his Aayi's pet... She had become favourite of Kala tayi along with Leela and Roops... He was nowhere to be heard at home...
His eyes welled up thinking about their separation... His thoughts came to halt when he saw a figure clad in Mango yellow at some distance outside same Mango orchid... A mysterious smile appeared on his lip... How couldn't he recognize his lover... He could feel the presence from far... He suddenly asked his driver to stop the car... Car stopped with a jerk... and he hit his forehead in front seat forming a lump at the spot... He opened his car door and asked the driver to reach Patil Niwas to inform his comeback... A sleek figure in black suit got off the car... As he saw his car going in oblivion... he stepped towards that figure standing outside the orchid on other side of the road... as if that figure was waiting for him only... His heart was pacing... His steps became fast... A mere distance of crossing a road had become millions of miles for him... He had come all the way from Mumbai... to see his love... That distance had not pained him much than this one... He felt like being killed by every second of separation whilst seeing his love at other side of road...
As soon as that figure in Mango Yellow saw him... both left their place to run towards each other... longing for each other... regardless of the traffic... "Baji, My Love, I am back... for you only...", shouted Dutta Shriram Patil while hugging that figure... Baji Rao... his childhood love... The tears of joy started falling from their eyes... The lovers who had separated once... were together again... to vow for their new life...