Chapter 4
NiBir walked away from class. Nisha was with the musical team of the college while Kabir left to find Kirti. He was entering the canteen when he dashed into her.
Kabir- Ahh, perfect timing, tumhe hi dhoond raha tha.
Kirti looked at the books fallen on the ground. Kabir picked and gave them to her. He saw one photo. It was Nisha side hugging a girl of 15.
Kabir- Yeh toh Nisha hai.
Kirti- and that's my younger sister, Jwala. She is in Australia, with mom and dad.
Kabir- Par Nisha, I mean jeans and all?
Kirti- woh actually Nishu na, pehle tomboy thi, dresses, makeup made her sick. Not until Viraj entered her life.
Kabir- Matlab?
Kirti- When they were celebrating their first anniversary, Viraj gifted her dress and said that he would like to see Nisha behave more like a girl. Tabse, Nisha is wearing dresses and trying to behave like a normal girl.Kabir-- Oh.*in his mind* Isiliye Nisha aisi hai, jhalli aur paagal...(to Kirti) Anyways, yeh saare photos?
He arranged the photos which were in Kirti's book.
Kirti-Nishu ka birthday hai, do hafton baad. So we are making a collage for her.
Suddenly Nisha entered the canteen and Kirti hurriedly hid the photos in her book.
Nisha- What's up?
Kabir- Sky?
Nisha- Smart.
Kabir- Thanks Jaanu.
Nisha- (shouting) What the... Yeh Jaanu kya hai?
Kabir- (trying to calm her down) Chill yaar, bas flirt kar raha hoon.
Nisha- DON'T YOU DARE FLIRT WITH ME.
Each word was rewarded with a slap, so Kabir earned 6 slaps.
Kabir- 7 slaps. From morning I am rewarded with 7 bloody slaps.
Nisha- You deserve them.
Kabir-(irritated) Chal nikal yaha se...
Nisha-(also irritated) You buzz off.
Kabir- (raising his voice a bit) get lost...
Nisha- (louder than him) you get lost from here.
Kabir- (more loudly) shut up.
Nisha- (louder) you close that mouth of yours.
Kirti- (who was now irritated, shouting) Both of you, SHUT THE HELL UP!!!
Everyone in the canteen looked at the 3 and Kirti stared at their confused faces. Kabir and Nisha started to laugh at the awkwardness.
Kabir- and I thought, I was the only one crazy person here.
Kirti- You are, but you've been accompanied by 2 more.
Nisha- Kirti, tumhe ab lecture nahi hai na, so you go home with this nut, I have some work, notes nikalne hai...
Kirti- Cool.
She and Kabir left.
Nisha finished with her work late in the evening. She realized that Kirti has taken the car with her so called their driver but he was unreachable. She decided to take a taxi and walked outside the college. 3 boys surrounded her.
Boy1- Hey Jaanu...
Nisha- Look you sick minds, Buzz off...
Boy2- Sorry baby, we aren't going without you (He grabbed Nisha's hand but she punched his stomach with the free one)
Boy3- Bahut nakhre kar rahi hai yeh, uthao isse.
Boy1 tried to pick her but she hit him on his head with her bag. Before anything more could happen, Nisha felt a hand around her waist and turned thinking it's another one ready to send him flying in sky.
Nisha- Tum???
Kabir- Hi Jaanu... You missed me. (To Boy3) Kya yaar, aisa bhi koi karta hai? Yeh ladki pata hai, daayan hai daayan... khoon choosna iski aadat hai... har din ek insaan ko thapad maare bina chain nahi leti... iske andar bhoot ghoosa hai...
Boy1- Kya bakwaas kar rahe ho?
Kabir- Dude, agar iske dad ko phone kiya naa, toh saari umar jail mein sadoge.. Iske papa bade aadmi hai...
Boy3- (scared) Nahi, nahi, mujhe jail mein nahi rehna... mujhe maaf kijiye Didi... (he and his friends ran away)
Nisha was shocked at the turn of events, she started feeling scared and hugged Kabir.
Kabir- (rubbing her back) Nisha, chill, woh chale gaye...
Nisha- (hugging Kabir, between sobs) Yeh sab mere saath hi kyun hota hai?
Kabir- (breaking the hug) Kyunki tu Nisha ban chuki hai, woh Nisha jo Viraj ke pyaar mein khud ko bhool chuki hai, woh Nisha jisne khud ki identity se jyaada importance Viraj ke wishes ko diya... (He took off his jacket and tied its sleeves around Nisha's waist) Nisha, pyaar woh hota hai, jo humare galtiyon ko sudhare, pyaar hume badalta jaroor hai, par humari identity, that can never change.
They went home. Nisha went in her room and opened her wardrobe. It was filled with dresses. "pyaar woh hota hai, jo humare galtiyon ko sudhare, pyaar hume badalta jaroor hai, par humari identity, that can never change" Was it true? Was she so lost in Viraj's love, that she lost herself. Her eyes fell on a pink floral t-shirt. It was the one which her mom had gifted her recently, and she didn't wear it. She saw a blue dress and remembered their first anniversary. She closed her eyes firmly and closed the cupboard, had dinner with her cousins and went to sleep.
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