Yeh Nadaaniyan: A Nibiraj FF (Last Part updated in Pg 16) 30/04/2015 - Page 3

Originally posted by: SONAL30

Nice update dear👏

Kabira the drama king and i liked BB's character😃He did all those things 4 his chotey aww😊

Continue soon yaar

Originally posted by: AVC92

Nisha doesn't hate Kabir...I'm loving how this story is headed! :)

Originally posted by: luvzindagi

Hey,
Read both the parts in a go...
its awesome 👏

Part 3

That night at around twelve in the night, as Kabir was trying to sleep in the guest room, he observed a shadow outside his room. He kept his eyes tightly shut even though he was not asleep. The shadow stealthily entered his room and was about to touch him when he threw his blanket over it and started hitting it black and blue, shouting, "Chor! Chor! Chor!" He did not even bother anything about the muffled sounds coming from within the blanket. Here was a nice chance to get into the good books of Nisha and her family.

In a jiffy the entire household was before him when he informed them that he had caught a thief who came to rob him. When the blanket was removed, it revealed a badly battered and bruised Nisha from whose ears and nose steam was emanating. She gave him a big and dirty look before stomping off to her room. The whole household had a very big laugh at this misunderstanding before they dispersed off to their rooms.

He had again foiled things, this time mistaking Nisha for a thief. But then the thought that stuck him was why Nisha thought of coming at that time of the night to his room! So she was not as angry with him as she gave out! Kabir punched his fist in the air and gave a yelp of delight. For the first time, he started hoping that perhaps he could convince Nisha, and perhaps she was actually willing to forgive him.

This very thought took away all his sleep. He wanted to talk with someone very urgently. But whom? Of course his Bade Bhaiyya! He called up his Viraj Bhaiyya at the dead of the night.

Kabir: "Bade Bhaiyya, ap so rahe teh kya?" (Big brother, were you sleeping?)

Viraj : "Nahin walking ja raha tha! Of course so raha tah! Kuch urgent hai kya Kabir?" (No, I was going for walking! Of course I was sleeping! Is anything urgent, Kabir?)

Kabir: "Bat kya hai ki...Bat kya hai ki...Nahin ap so jao. Main kal bat karta hoon." (What I wanted to say is...What I wanted to say is...No, you go to sleep. I'll talk to you tomorrow.)

Viraj: "Theek hai mai so jatha hun phir." (Ok! Then I'll go to sleep.)

Kabir: "Nahin ...nahin...thodi der hum donon bat karte hain na..." ( No...No...Both of us will talk for sometime then...)

Viraj(shrugging his shoulders): "Bat karo phir...maine kab roka?" (Then talk...when did I prevent you from talking?)

Kabir: "Bat yeh hai ki...Nahin kuch nahin!" (What I wanted to say is...nothing!)

Viraj: "Decide karlo bat karni hai ki nahin. Theek hai mai phone rakta hoon. Mujhe sona hai." (Decide for yourself whether you want to talk or not. Ok, I'll hang up the phone then. I want to sleep.)

Kabir: "Nahin bhaiyya...ap so jaoge toh main kya karunga? Mujhe neend nahin aa rahi hai!" (No, bro...if you go to sleep, then what will I do? I'm not feeling sleepy.)

Viraj: "Toh aapne mujhe yeh bat kehne ke liye phone kiya?" (So you called me to tell this?)

Kabir: "Bhaiyya agar mujhe neend nahin aarahi hai toh aap kaise so sakthe ho?" (If I'm not feeling sleepy then how can you sleep?)

Viraj gaped aloud at these words of Kabir.

Viraj: "Maine suna tha, pyar mai log pagal hojathe hain. Aaj dekh bhi liya. Thu kisse pyar kartha hai?" (I heard that people go mad when they are in love. Today, I saw it and also heard it. Whom do you love?)

Kabir: "Apni wifey, Nisha seh!" (Yes, my wifey Nisha.)

Viraj: "Toh jaakar uski raathon ki neendh udao na, meri nahin." (Then go and steal her night's sleep and not mine.)

Kabir: Good idea, bhaiyya! I'll follow it!

Kabir kept down the receiver while Viraj was still telling from the other end, "I was just joking! Don't do anything silly!"

Kabir to himself, "Wifey, main aa raha hoon tere paas!" (Wifey, I'm coming near you.)

Kabir sneaked up to Nisha's room on a tip-toe so that he would not wake up anyone and entered her room. He pulled the blanket which she was covering over herself and spoke in a hushed voice, "Wifey, main aa gaya..." (Wifey, I've come...)

He had the shock of his life when he saw just pillows beneath the blanket. He was saying to himself, "Bhagna math, wifey. Doondna mushkil hojayega. Aur mujhme itni patience aur akal bhi nahin! (Don't run away, wifey. It will become difficult to search for you. And I don't have that much patience or intelligence too.)

Just then, all his fears were allayed when he saw her standing there in the balcony of her room, all alone, looking at the night sky. It was two-thirty in the morning and she had yet not slept? Without making any noise, he stepped up behind her and closed her eyes. Her lips started quivering and the words started eluding her. Her heart began beating faster than ever within her chest. She knew who it was! What was he doing in her room; so close to her; at that time of the night? She slowly removed his hands and turned to face him.

Kabir was literally blown away by the beauty of his slim and petite wifey. She was unconsciously blushing a deep pink because of the unexpected touch of her hubby. She had spent the past few hours trying to build up her hatred for him but all that seemed to be gone with the wind with that one touch of his. Her rose-like lips parted revealing her brilliant smile.

Kabir was dumbstuck by the beauty of his wifey. He began, "Nisha, hum is pal ke liye bhul jaye kya past main hua aur kya hum future main karenge. Sirf is pal jeethe hain hum dono sath sath. Hum donon ke beech jo bhi misunderstandings hain woh hum kal dekhlenge aur suljabhi denge." (Nisha, can we just forget for a moment what happened in the past and what we'll do in the future? Both of us will live this minute together. Whatever misunderstandings are there between us, we'll deal with them tomorrow and also solve them.)

Kabir held his hand to her for a dance. Even before she knew what she was doing, she was in his arms dancing to a soft and slow romantic dance. There was no music but they just kept moving together in perfect unison. Sometimes silence is the best song and nature the best musician.

He pulled her close to himself and tightly held her waist with one hand while his other hand was on her tender shoulder. They continued staring at each other for what seemed ages as they both continued dancing. She tried to lower her eyes and move away from him but he pulled her back with his hand and tightly hugged her from behind. She began moaning his name softly in the exhilaration of the moment

Now this was definitely getting dangerous. She was forgetting herself and her self-control in the madness in which she had got herself entangled at the moment. What was she thinking when she agreed to that innocuous request of her hubby? Did she think that she could remain untouched and not feel anything at all for him when she was dancing so closely with him and his hands were travelling and exploring her all over her body?

His hot breath was falling on her cheeks and her nose literally scorching them. A soft sweet feeling ran up her spine and her whole body felt electrified by his touch. The distance between them began to reduce drastically. Her heart gave a loud jump. She wanted to remain like this in his arms forever. He carefully brushed aside the hair that was covering her face. He kissed her passionately on her neck and all over her face. It was feeling like heaven on earth.

Nisha began yearning that all this would never stop. He was very near to her lips which were parted and quivering very badly. She just didn't know how to get herself out of the spot she had got herself in and incoherently whispered the only words she knew would stop him in his tracks, "Kabir, mujhe Divorce dedh do!"

Kabir pushed her back shocked at what he had heard. Did she really think so bad about him that she wanted to get rid of him and their relationship forever? He had done mistakes. He knew that and was trying his best to correct all of them. But she too was no saint. Then why was she being too adamant. If she did not want him to come closer to her, he would not. If his touch and his presence was so aversive to her, he would go away immediately. He came there despite everything because he knew that in one corner of her mind she still loved him. But when that love itself was not there, for what should he fight and why? He angrily said, "Papers ready hothe hi main sign karlunga!" (I'll sign them as soon as the papers are ready)

After he left, Nisha broke down crying, "Kabir duffer mera woh matlab nahin tha. Tu mere itne paas aa gaya tha aur mujhe kuch sujha nahin aur maine woh sab bak diya. Par ab jab tumne Divorce ke liye haan kar hi diya hai toh wahi sahi hoga hum sab ke liye. Tum apni London Dance School peeche mude bina japaoge. Shayad tum tode sal bad bhul bhi jao ki tumhari zindagi main ek pagal sirphiri ladki, Nisha thi, aur woh kabhi teri wifey thi; par main kabhi nahin bhulungi ki tu mera hubby hai." (Kabir duffer, I didn't mean any of that. You came so close to me that I was unable to think anything clearly and I just blurted all that out. But now since you too have agreed to the Divorce, I think that will be the best decision for all of us. You'll be able to go to the London School of Dance without looking behind you. Perhaps you'll even forget that there ever was a stupid and crazy girl like Nisha in your life, and that she was once your wifey, but I will never forget that you are my hubby.)

Viraj was flabbergasted by what he heard his Chootey had done, "Ab joh tum logon ko apni nadaaniyon me karna tha tum karchuke. Ab main kal aakar sab se bat karunga. Shaadi kya gudda gudiya ka kal hai ki jab chaha karliya aur jab chaha usse tod liya. Yeh Divorce nahin ho sakta!" (What you guys could do in your childishness, you've done! I'll come tomorrow and talk to everyone. Marriage is not a dolls game that you can do anytime you want and break anytime you want. This Divorce will not happen!)

PS: I'll be busy today. So won't be able to give the PMs. I hope my friends will understand.