Benjy : Dude hum to tum ko roz hee suntey hain !
Samrat : Dude relax ! Bata kya news hai ??
Benjy : Kya ?? Mein ney kya sahi suna ? Excel mein Unexpected holiday ?
Samrat : Dude ! Kya news dee hai !!!
Benjy : Is ka matlab tomorrow is party time !!! Dude kal hum kya kar rahein hain ?
Samrat with a devilish smile
Samrat : Benjy kal hum nahi mein kuch kar raha hoon !
Benjy : Huh ??
Before Benjy could say anything, Samrat walks away !!
The scene shifts too canteen, where Mayank and Nupur are sitting together. Samrat walks upto them and without asking if he could sit with them, grabs a chair and joins them
Nupur : By God Samrat ! Tumhari smile dekh kar lag raha hai key, yah toh tum abhi Gunjan sey mil kar a rahey ho, yah toh phir tum ko bhi kal ki holiday ki news mil gayee hai !!
Samrat : Waisey Gunjan hee kafi hai merey mun par smile laney key liye, but haan abhi thori hee der pehley hee mujhey uday sey news milee. Isi Wajah sey'''
Before he could continue, Nupur suddenly looks at her watch and stands up.
Nupur : Mayank mein ney kaha than a, mujhey dance claases ka yaad dila dena !! Dekho tumhari chakar mein itni der hogayi !!
Mayank : Magar Nupur, tum ney kab ....
Nupur : Ab merey paas time nahi hai, mein ja rahi hoon !! Dance class key baad milti hoon, saath ghar jayenge !
Nupur hurries off, forgetting to say bye to both Mayank & Samrat.
Mayank : Bye God ! Nupur bhi na !! Is ney kab mujhey dance class ka remind karney ko kaha tha !
Mayank shakes his head, but has a smile on his face. He looks lovingly in the direction Nupur has gone
Samrat : Wah ! Kya baat hai dude ! Aaj kal canteen mein buhut dekhayi detey ho ! Log sach kehtey hain, pyar insaan ko kya sey key bana deta hai !
Mayank with a twinkle in his eyes, turns towards Samrat with a devilish smile of his own.
Samrat : Dude agar parhaney wali itni januable ho, toh parhney mein buhut maza ata hai !! Khair choro, mein gunjan to hee dekhney aya tha, magar who dikhaee hee nahi dey rahi. Lagta hai ab to loudspeaker mein announce karna pareyga.
Mayank : Dude ! Tumharey aaney sey 5 minutes pehley hee who yahan thee, Miss Tamana key saath abhi gayee hai music room. Un ko Gunjan sey koi kaam tha !
Samrat's face lits up !! He thanks mayank and heads for the music room. The shifts to Music Room, where Gunjan is selecting the songs from the CD's for her next radio show. She is humming to herself, not knowing that she is being watched and heard. Miss Tamana is nowhere to be seen. As soon as samrat notices this, he gets a huge smile on his face, because now he can easily convince chashmish about his plan. He enters the music room quitely and shuts the door. Gunjan is still busy with the cds.
Samrat : Chashmish kahan ghum hojati ho ?
Gunjan is so startled that she drops the CDs she was looking at.
Gunjan : Samrat ! Tumney mujhey dara diya
She bents down to pick up the CD's. Samrat rushes to her side and starts helping her. The last CD remains, and they both pick it up at the same time. Gunjan thanks Samrat and starts to get up, but samrat doesn't let go of the CD and brings her down again.
Samrat : Chashmish, itna rukha sukha thanks ?? Tum kab sey itni kanjoos hogayee ho ?
Gunjan : Rukha sukha ? Kya matlab hai tumhara samrat ? Aur tum yahan kya kar rahey ho ? Tum to is waqt basketball ki practice kar rahey hotey ho ?
Samrat : Agar Nupur ki zaban mein Boloon toh By God Chashmish tum kitney sawal Karti ho ? Mein tumharey kisi sawal ka jawab nahi dey raha jab tak mujhey aik proper thanks nahi miljata.
Gunjan : Proper thank ? Thanks to aik hee tarah hota hai na ! Tumhey kis tarah ka thanks chahiye ?
Gunjan is now extremely nervous and worried. Its been a few weeks since Samrat has told her that he loves her, but he has kept things on a lighter note, not wanting to rush Gunjan into anything, even a date.
Samrat : Buhut simple hai Chashmish, mein tumhara thanks tab accept karoonga, jab tum kal merey saath pura din spent karogi ?
Gunjan : Kaal ? Kaal to weekday hai Samrat ! College hai remember ?
She gets up and walks to the CD rack and places the cd inside. Samrat gets and stands next to her.
Samrat : Tumney suna nahi ! Kal college mein chuti hai ! Hum dono free, aur kal ka din saath spent karengey. Mein tumhein kal dopahar ko pick karta hoon.
Gunjan : Magar Samrat'..
Samrat, who is standing next to her, leans towards her and wispers in her ear.
Samrat : Tayar rehna ! Hamari pehli official date hai ! Byee Chashmish
The scene shifts too Bhushan House the next day. Gunjan has changed her clothes 3 times and is very nervous. She keeps looking at that clock, knowing that she has gotten ready half hour earliar. She was just scolding herself about getting ready soon soon, when her cell rings. Its Samrat. She picks up the phone apprehensively thinking he might be calling to cancel.
Gunjan : Hello
Samrat : Hi and hello jab tum neechey aagi.Mein bahar wait kar raha hoon.
Samrat hangs up the phone. Gunjan smiles to herself, relieved that she is not the only one who got ready in a rush. She goes down. Feeling very nervous ! Thousand butterflies in her stomach. Her hands very cold, which is ridiculous, as it is summers for God sake's. She opens the door, and there is Samrat waiting for her on his bike. As he sees her, he gets off his bike. He is looking so handsome ! Samrat is thinking the same thing. He is simply amazed on how could he ever thought that there is anyone as beautiful as his chashmish. She was looking so lovely in white. His favourite color on her. Gunjan doesn't know how to greet him. He has picked her up from her place so many times, but today its different. While she was deciding what to do, he walks up to her, cups her face in his hands and press a light kiss on her forehead.
Samrat : Hi Chasmish
Gunjan is surprsied, and she could feel herself blushing. Before she knows what she is doing, she starts playing with the corner of her dupatta.Her eyes down, looking at the floor rather then at him. Samrat notices it and decides to tease her a litte.
Samrat : Kya hua chashmish,nervous ho ?
Gunjan : Mein ? Nervous ? Nahi Toh.
Gunjan finally looks up, and looks at Samrat and suddenly she doesn't feel so nervous anymore. His smile and his eyes has so much love in them, that all her nervousness flies away, along with all the butterflies in her stomach. She smiles, with all the love in her heart for him.
Gunjan : Ok thori si hoon nervous. Balkey nervous thi. Ab nahi.
Samrat comes close to her and whispers in her ear.
Samrat : Nervous honay ki zaroorat nahi chashmish. Aaaj tum sey ziada khoobsurat koi nahi lag sakta.
Gunjan starts blushing again. Samrat takes her hand.
Samrat : Chalein ?
Gunjan : Samrat hum jan kahan rahein hain ?
Samrat : Woh surprise hai ! Are u ready chashmish ? Meri bike mujh sey bhi ziada betaabi sey tumhara wait kar rahi hai.
He winks at her. She just smiles and shakes her head. They get on the bike. The scene shifts to Samrat and Gunjan on the bike, heading to where samrat has planned a surprise for her. The route looks familiar. Before she could realise where they were going, the bike stops. They were at Samrat's house. Gunjan, once again got very nervous. All the butterflies came back. She looks at Samrat. He understands what's going on in her mind.
Samrat : Mujh par bharosa hai.
Gunjan : Khud sey bhi ziada.
Samrat is surprised and extremely overwhelmed. He has never gotten so much unconditional love and trust ever from anyone. Not even his parents. He vows never to break her trust in him ever,
Gunjan, maybe nervous but she isn't afraid. She knows Samrat will never, ever hurt her. She relaxes once again. Gives him a smile full of trust.
Samrat : Tum Yahan pehley bhi aachuki ho, but aaj tumharey liye aik surprise hai. Apni aankhein band karo chashmish. Aur slowly dus tak gino. Mein Abhi Aya.
Gunjan closes her eyes and slowly counts till ten. When she opens her eyes, Samrat is standing in front of her with a bunch of mixed flowers in his hand. Gunjan noticed, that they were not from florist, but every flower was handpicked from a garden. Samrat's graden. And they were tied together with a white ribbon. Gunjan is extremely touched. So much so that she feels tears coming in her eyes, but she blinks them away, not wanting to embaress Samrat, knowing that he has never done sumthing like this before.
Samrat, who has been on countless dates before, has never been so nervous about making a date so special. But for Gunjan he had too, because she is the most special gurl in the whole world for him. That's why he handpicked her fav flowers from his garden, not ordered a bouqet from the florist. She doesn't get impressed with extravagant things. She is impressed with small gestures done with love, which is one of the best thing I love about her.
Gunjan : Thank you Samrat. Buhut Khoobsurat hain.
Samrat. Ready for your next surprise chasmish ?
Gunjan nods her head and smiles. Samrat takes her hand and leads her towards the house. Gunjan thinks, they are going inside the house, but they walk pass the front door towards the back of the house. She is surprised yet again, and looks at samrat with a question in her eyes, which he understand, and answers by pointing at sumthing Gunjan looks and gasps ! She is stunned to see a huge tree house at the back of Samrat's house. Her face lits up ! Samrat is enjoying every expression on her face, after all this is why he planned the entire thing.
Gunjan : Samrat, wow ! Mein itni dafa tumharey ghar ayee, magar mein ney kabhi yeh tree house nahi dekha. Its beautiful.
Samrat : Yeh bachpan sey hee meri special jaga rahi hai. Mein hamesha ghar mein kaam is tree house mein ziada rehta hoon. Aur yeh jaga merey liye itni ziada special aur personal hai, key is tree house mein aaj tak kisi ko kadan rakhney ki bhi ijazat nahi hai. Aaj tak merey siwa koi bhi is tree house mein gaya nahi hai. Na merey parents, na friends, not even Benjy. Haan us ki nazar buhut hai is tree house par.
Gunjan : Aaj tak is mein koi nahi gaya hai, aur aaj tum mujhey ?
Samrat : Haan Chashmish, tum ko. Ab Tum meri zindagi ka hisa ho. Jo kuch mera hai, who tumhara hai. Mein chahoon toh bhi bata nahi sakta tum merey liye kya ho. Yeh toh aik sirf chota si koshish thi, yeh bataney ke liye key tum merey liye kitni special ho.
Gunjan is so overwhelmed, She knows that if she is special, its only because Samrat thinks of her that way. She knows that if she is pretty, its because Samrat thinks she is. When she is with him, his love makes her feel so loved and cherishes. Gunjan, feels tears burning in her eyes and this time she doesn't even try and stop them. Samrat seens tears trickling down her cheeks and he gently brushes them away.
Samrat : Arey chashmish, abhi sey roney lagi ! Pata hai khushi key ansoon hain, magar kuch ansoon baki key surprise key liye bhi choro ! Please !
Gunjan : Aik aur surprise ?
Samrat takes her hand again and leads her to the tree house. First he climbs up and then helps Gunjan up the ladder to the tree house.
Gunjan enters the tree house and coulnd't help gasping again. Not only the tree house is huge from inside, but lying on the floor is a blanket, with lots of cushions, and in the middle are plates, glasses, napkins, big ice box and a huge picnic basket !!
Samrat : Ayein Madam. Aapkey liye lunch is served.
He is still holding Gunjan's hand. As he is about to lead her to their picnic spot, Gunjan suddenly stops him. She walks closer to him, puts one hand on his shoulder, and with her other hand brings his head down and softly kisses him on the forhead, like he did earliar, when he came to pick her up.
Gunjan : I love you Samrat. Tum ney aaj jo merey liye kiya hai, mein kabhi nahi bhoolongi.
Tears are trickling down her cheeks again. Samrat, with his eyes a little mosit too, brushes them again.
He takes her hand again and they go sit on the blanket.
Gunjan : Samrat tum ney yeh sab khud banaya hai ?
Samrat : Kash mein keh sakta tha key mein ney banaya hai. Magar chashmish sey jhoot bolney ki galati nahi kar sakta. Toh nahi. Yeh khana mein ney nahi banaya hai. Chino ko kal bribe kiya college mein. Ussi ney sab kuch banakar deliver kardiya. Pata hai, maan hee nahi raha tha !
Gunjan : Toh phir kaisey mana ?
Samrat : Jab us ko bataya key tumharey liye surprise plan kar raha hoon, toh foran maan gaya.
Samrat makes the expression of being disgusted. Gunjan burst out laughing.
Gunjan ; Awwww ! Chino buhut sweet hai
Samrat : Sweet ? Mein ney kaha toh mana kar diya, tumhara naam letey hee aik second mein maan gaya. Meri gurl ko pasand karta hai. Abhi toh surprise ka sawal tha, is liye chordiya, next time mein khud cooking seekh kar tumhein khilaon ga.
Gunjan could see he was just pretending to be annoyed with Chino. But she couldn't resist pulling his leg. She leans forward and tugs at his cheeks.
Gunjan : Tum ghussey mein bilkul aik golo molo basketball lagtay ho !
Samrat : Basketball !!!! Chashmish apney alfaaz wapis lo ? Warna !!!!
Gunajan : Warna ???
Samrat with a very wicked smile, starts tickling Gujan ! She squeals !! He continues tickling her
Samrat : Chashmish, soch lo, alfaaz wapis leti ho kya nahi ?? Warna mein yun hee tickle karta raghoonga !
Gunjan : Ok ! Ok ! Mein ney wapis liye !!!
Samrat stops tickling her. They both are laughing so hard. When they quite down, they both notice that Gunjan's duppatta has come off, when samrat Was tickling her. Suddenly Gunjan feels a little awkward. She starts to pick up her duppatta, when Samrat beats her to it. He picks it up and gently wraps the duppatta around her. To ease the awkwardness, he opens the picnic basket and starts taking out things. Gunjan helps him out. When the picnic basket is empty, Gunjan is astonished to see the amount of food on the blanker. There wes potatoe salad, double cheese sandwishes, cheese and crackers, baked pasta, and choc chip cookies. All her favourite things.
Gunjan : Samrat ! Itna khana ? Yeh sab kaun khaye ga ???
Samrat : Hum Chashmish !! Aur Kaun ?
Gunjan : Tum kha saktey ho, mein nahi !!
Samrat : Ok, jitna kha sakti ho, utna toh khao, baki khaney key liye, mein hoon na !!!
Samrat takes out chilled cans of soft drink from the ice box and pours the soft drinks in their glasses. They start eating, not saying much. Most of the time Samrat would feed her sumthing or the other with his hand. Gunjan felt a little shy at first, but Samrat was feeding her with his hand so casually as if he has done so every day, that she relaxed an was confident enough to feed him too with her hand once, but did so very shyly. After they are finished eating. Gunjan helps him clear all the things. He protested, but she insists. After they are through,Samrats excuses him and says he will be right back. He leaves the tree house. While he is away, Gunjan explores the tree house. She looks at all the nick knacks, all the pictures of him hung on the wall.She suddenly notices his guitar. She is about to reach out to touch it, when Samrat comes back. He has a bucket of icecream, spoons and two cups. But more then that, he is drenched. Apparently while they were having a picnic in the tree house, it was raining outside !! Gunjan rushes to him, to help him with the things in his hand. Before she could reach him, he starts sneezing ! She takes the icecream bucket, spoons and cups from him and makes him sit on the blanket.
Gunjan : Samrat, itney bheeg kaisey gaye ?
Samrat : Chashmish wapis aatey mein barish shorooh hagayi. Don't worry ziada nahi bheega hoon. Abhi dry off hojaonga.
Gunjan : Aik minute ruko !
Samrat : Chashmish, mein theek hoon !
Gunjan : Bolo na ruko !
Gunjan looks around, and she sees a small towel lying corner of the sofa. She grabs the towel and gives it to Samrat,
Samrat : Chashmish, tum bhi nahi ! Thora sa toh bheega hun, is towel ki zaroorat nahi.
Gunjan : Tumhein thand lag jayegi Samrat. Tum abhi already sneeze kar rahey thay. Bemaar par jaogee ! Theek hai ! Nhai mano gey na !!
Samrat shakes his head, knowing what was coming !! Gunjan takes the towel from him and gently starts to dry his hair with the towel. While Gunjan is muttering about him being so careless about himself and not taking care properly, Samrat is enjoying every bit of the pamepering by Gunjan. No one has ever pampered him ! Only his chashmish !
Gunjan stops drying his hair with the towel, satisfied, that he won't catch a chill.
Samrat : Aur ab icecream time !! Jaldi sey kha letey hain warna melt hojayegi.
Gunjan : Samrat, aik toh tum bheeg gaye ho aur us par icecream. Tum kya bemaar honey ka plan bana rahey ho ? Waisey bhi mein itna kha chki hoon, key aik bite aur nahi kha sakti.
Samrat : Chashmish, icecream sey koi bemaar nahi hota, come one thori si ? Idea ! Hum log aik cup mein share kar letey hain. Atleast taste to karlo !
Gunjan : Ok Just one bite.
They share the icecream. Suddenly it has started raining heavily and its not safe to be in a tree house, when its raining so heavily There are many chances of lightening striking the tree house. Samrat helps her down, and they make a dash towards the driveway which is covered, this way they won't get wet that much. Samrat knows that no way he can drop Gunjan home in his bike and it was getting late. She couldn't stay at his place this long too, so he tells her to wait. He goes inside to get the keys of his dad's car, which he never uses, but for Gunjan, he could always make an exception. They get in the car and he drives her home. When they reach the bushan house, its late. Gunjan asks Samrat if he would like to come in. Samrat shakes his head.
Samrat : Aaj ka din itna special hai, mein isey kisi aur sey mil kar spoil nahi karna chahta, aur is waqt ghar par sab hongey.
Gunjan understands. She thanks him again for the most memorable day of her life. Samrat in turn leans toward her and hugs her. She hugs him back. Her eyes closed. Samrat lets go of her, but not before he presses a kiss on her forhead again.
Samrat : I love you chashmish, thank you for spending the day with me and making it so special ! Goodnite sweetheart.
Gunjan : I love you too Samrat. Drive home carefully aur ghar jatey hi call karna, takey mujhey pata chal jaye key tum theek sey ghar pauhanch gaye ho. Goodnite !
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