A-K Valentine's Day Special
Rohtang Pass and its surroundings were completely frozen at this time of the year. The Jeep dropped off Angad and Kripa at the edge of the huge glacier hugging the mountainside. It was a stupendous sight!
They gaped with amazement at the majesty of the surrounding mountains at its height and splendour. At the top of the Pass the air seemed to glitter against the snow as they looked down over white herringboned ridges into the Valley.
It was white and silver all around…..the snow gleamed dazzling white under the midday sun, blinding their eyes with its brilliance.
The glacier was a huge mass of ice, sloping gently down the mountainside. There were about two dozen tourists in colorful parkas walking gingerly across it, squealing when they fell, enjoying snow-ball fights.
Kripa was staring at the massive river of ice : UFF! Kitna zyada barf hai! HHSSSsssss….. She shivered violently, burrowing deeper into her parka.
Angad leaned on her, saying: Merey hotay huey bhi tumhey sardi lag rahi hai? ….in his deep, husky voice.
She laughed and punched his chest: Apney aapko itna bhi hot mat samjho!
He placed a hand on his heart, looking mortified: Tumney mera dil tod diya! ….but he was un-put-downable!
Next moment, he grabbed her waist and growled in her ears: Aazmaakar dekh lo kitna hot hoon?
She giggled, pushing him away: ANGAD! Behave yourself! Kahin bhi shuru ho jaatey ho. Chalo, wahan chaltey hain…..
She moved towards the glacier but her eyes were bedazzled by the sparkling snow.
UFF! Meri aankhein! The glare of the snow blinded her and she almost tripped over a rock. Angad caught her at once, hugging her tightly to his chest: Hold on to me and don't let go! Main tumhey girney nahin doonga"
She looked up at him and smiled: Haan, main jaanti hoon….. tum mujhey sambhaal logay"
Their eyes locked in a silent commune of love and trust……for timeless moments.
SAAB JEE! SAAB JEE! A local vendor disturbed their private moment: Aapko Jootey kiraye per lena hoga….Barf per aisey nahin jaana!"
Matlab? Angad raised his eyebrows at the Bhutiya vendor.
Matlab aap AISEY jootey pehenkar Barf per gaya toh doob jayega…..(he pointed to Angad's sneakers and Kripa's shoes). Aapko yeh Boot Jootey bhaada mein lena padega........ (he indicated the heavy Snow-boots in his little shack/store by the roadside.
Theek hai, Chaliye…..deejiye humein Boots! Chalo Kripa!
Angad carefully steered Kripa towards the little shack full of used parkas, coats, boots and gloves on hire for tourists. The vendor measured their shoe sizes and gave them 2 pairs of boots. Angad kneeled in front of Kripa and helped put on her heavy boots . His Boots were a better fit because of his longer legs. But when Kripa stood up, she couldn't walk properly as the boots covered her knees and made her all wobbly.
Aaaahhh…..she almost tripped and fell, he caught her again in his strong arms.
Kya hua?
Yeh jootey bahut badey hain…..she complained peevishly.
Angad laughed: Jootey badey nahin, tum chhoti ho…..Chalo, Lilliput….barf per chaltey hain! he slapped her backside, earning a glare from her.
She slapped her hands on her waist: Tumney MUJHEY Lilliput kaha? Khud ko dekha hai kabhie aainey mein? Main normal size ki hoon, tum hi Giant ho!
[Angad-Kripa had just watched Gulliver's Travels with Arjun so it was fresh in their minds]
Angad sniggered: Theek hai…..I'm the Giant. Now lets GO!
Both looked like Arctic Explorers in their parkas, gloves and boots.
They wrapped arms around each other and carefully stepped on the frozen slope.
SQUISHHH! SLUSHHH! Their heavy boots sank in the fresh snow…..Kripa squealed and grabbed Angad tightly in fear. He lifted her cleanly from the little wells in the snow, made by her legs.
Angad scooped her up in his arms and carried her, trudging heavily, boots sinking, lifting powerfully as he traversed the side of the glacier, moving towards the center, where the ice was solid and more firm.
Kripa protested: Ab mujhey utaar do, tum aur kitna uthaogey?
He teased her: Yahan utaaroonga toh mera Liliput barf mein doob jayegi….phir mera kya hoga?
Kripa giggled, kissed his cheek and clung to his neck tightly as he trudged through the knee-deep snow. Finally he reached the solid part of the glacier, where people were sliding, rolling, skating and skiing on the ice, generally having a good time.
OK, ab tum khud chal sakti ho" he let her slide down his body and stand on her feet.
But he didn't realize how slippery was the frozen ice slope. Kripa took 2 or 3 wobbly steps….and then: WHOOOSSHH! She slipped and slid several meters down the ice, on her bottom, legs up in the air, screaming at the top of her voice: AAAAAAAAAhhhh……
. KRIPAAAA…..Angad cried out in alarm, afraid that she would slide further down the slope but Kripa's bulky boots dropped down and braked her rapid slide. Angad swiftly rolled down the slope on his bottom till he reached her.
Kripa….tum theek toh ho na? He asked in concern. Then he saw her face…..she looked so cute, sitting on the ice, rubbing her sore bottom with a sulky expression:
Tumney toh kaha tha mujhey girney nahin dogey…..phir bhi phisalney diya? Uffff kitna dard ho raha hai……she rubbed her butt and looked accusingly up at him while drifts of snow hung to her nose, hair and eyelashes.
He started laughing at her comical pose : Ho jaata hai Kabhie Kabhie! Come On, Get up! Mera haath pakdo!
Angad extended his hand to help her get up. She looked up at his hand, then at him….a mischievous glint came to her eyes.
She grasped his arm tightly with both her hands and tried to get up, then suddenly she yanked hard at his arm ! He lost his balance,slipped and fell on his bottom, feet up in the air, with a loud Yell! HEYYYY!
He lay there on the snow, glaring up at her as she burst into peals and peals of laughter…..she kneeled in the snow beside him and laughed hard at his angry looks, then showed her thumb (thenga) : Ho jaata hai Kabhie kabhie, Mr. Khanna!
Angad reached out and tried to grab her….she rolled away, squealing with laughter.
He collected a large amount of snow, made a giant snowball and threw it at her…..she ducked and laughed madly again. She looked so young and carefree…..like many years had fallen off….and she was a 19 year old once again.
Angad suddenly stopped throwing snowballs at her and gazed at her beautiful, laughing countenance with adoring wonder:
Buss, Kripa, tum yun hi hanstey rehna……tumhari iss hansi ke liye main sab kuchh qurbaan kar sakta hoon! SAB KUCHH! Jab tum muskuraati ho toh phool khil uthtey hain.….inn barfilee vaadiyon mein bhi Bahaar aa gaya hai…..sirf tumhari muskaan se"
Your smile means the world to me! Kripa….Keep smiling, Sweetheart!
Tumhari hansi mein hi merey do Jahan hain……mera aasman hai, meri zameen hai.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rTtCri5IU4Y
Enjoy this wonderful, Romantic Vdo Mix by Muniza75, our very own Munni.....she made it specially for this story, with my favorite song:
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Saathiya ... Saathiya
maddham maddham teri ye geeli hansi
.saathiya saathiya
sun ke ham ne saari pee li hansi
hansti rahe tu hansti rahe
hayaa kee laalee khilatee rahe
zulf ke neeche gardan pe
subah-o-shaam milatee rahe
sondhee see hansi teree
khilatee rahe milatee rahe
Angad crawled on his knees towards her, grinning wickedly, she crawled away from him on the ice…..both were afraid to stand on the slippery, icy surface. He made more snow-balls and chased her, on all fours…..she escaped from him on all fours, laughing, squealing when a few snowballs hit her.
peelee dhoop pahan ke tuum
dekho baag mein math jaana
bhanware tum ko sab chhedenge
phoolon mein math jaanaa
maddham maddham hans de phir se
sona sona phir se hans de
They rolled around, laughing, till both were covered with white powdery snow……. tired from all the masti, they lay side by side on their backs …..heads touching, fingers interlocked, staring up at the blue, blue sky above!
taazaa gire patte ki tarah
sabz lawn par lete huey
saath rang hain bahaaron ke
ek adaa mein lapete huey
saawan bhaadon saare tujh se
mousam mousam hanste rahnaa
maddham maddham hanste rahnaa
saathiya ... saathiya
maddham maddham teri ye geeli hansi
saathiya ... saathiya
sun ke ham ne saari pee li hansi
They hired a toboggan (snow-sled) and took a ride down the glacier, Kripa hung on tight to Angad with her eyes closed, squealing with fright, clinging to his chest. He embraced her tightly, laughing, enjoying her warmth and softness squeezed against him! He took that opportunity to kiss her numerous times, on her cheeks, on her ears, neck, lips ! Kripa didn't protest…..she just clung onto him for dear life.
kabhee neele aasmaan pe
chalo ghoomanein chalein ham
koi abr mil gayaa to zameen pe baras lein ham
teri baalee hil gaee hai
kabhee shab chamak uthee hai
kabhee shaam khil gayee hai
When the sled stopped at the bottom of the slope, they didn't move out of the embrace…..she hid her face in his chest, cherishing his body warmth….he buried his nose in her silky hair, kissing her intermittently……
tere baalon kee panaah mein
is siyaah raath guzare
teri kaalee kaalee aankhein koi ujalee baath uthare
teree ik hansee ke badale
meree ye zameen le le
meraa aasmaan le le
saathiya ... saathiya maddham maddham teri ye geeli hansi
saathiya ... saathiya sun ke ham ne saari pee li hansi
They took the sled up the slope again…..and cuddled together, shivering…..it was bone-chilling, freezing as their parkas, gloves and jeans were all wet from rolling around in the snow. A young boy was selling tea in little glasses, running around on the glacier. Angad summoned him and bought a glass of tea…… they shared it……sipping from the same spot, relishing the heat of the steaming hot tea….warming up their chilled bodies. But the warmth of happiness in their hearts was equal to a thousand suns!
barf giree ho vaadee mein
oon mein lipatee simatee huyee
barf giree ho vaadee mein aur hansee teree goonjee
oon mein lipatee simatee huyee baath kare dhuvaan nikale
garam garam ujlaa dhuvaan naram naram ujalaa dhuvaan………..
They walked up the slope towards the group of tourists playing with snowballs. Suddenly they heard a familiar voice: KRIPAA JEEEE! ANGAD SIRRR!
They looked up in dismay…..it was Rohit, the stalker. He was waving wildly at them, standing with a group of colorfully dressed tourists.
He came running/sliding down to where the Honeymooners stood, with forced smiles on their lips: MY GOD! THIS IS FAN-TAS-TIC! FANCY MEETING U TWO HERE ALSO! KYAA BAAT HAI…..LAGTA HAI KISMET MEIN HAMARA MILNA LIKHA HAI"
Angad muttered under his breath: Kismet ko dosh mat de….yeh shaitaan ka kaam hai……Kambakht yahan bhi aa pahuncha?
KRIPA JEE KAISI HAIN AAP ?……..MAY I SAY YOU LOOK GORGEOUS!.
Angad gritted his teeth, muttering : Haan pehli baar suna yeh baat!
Kripa smiled and thanked Rohit graciously, asking him about his welfare.
Rohit gushed enthusiastically: What can I say? Jabsey aapsey mila hoon…..I am flying on air! Mainey aapki tasveer apney Mom ko dikhaya, wo toh pagal ho gayi.
Angad muttered: Lagta hai pagalpan iska khandani beemari hai.
Rohit turned to Angad: Sir, aapney kuchh kaha?
Nahin toh…..Angad showed his teeth in a fake smile: So…. What are you doing here? (following us around, I bet)
Sir, main yahan Manali mein ek Travel Agency chalata hoon…..merey marhoom Pita ka Agency tha….ab mera hai. Isiliye kuchh tourists ko le aaya tha……Pass dikhaney. Aap dono bhi toh yahan ghoomney aaye hain?
Angad muttered sarcastically: Nahin…….. hum Winter Olympics ke liye aaye hain!……….Kripa heard him and started giggling. She pinched him on his waist under his parka where her hand was resting.
Kripa Jee…..uss din aapka autograph lena bhool gaya tha…..Kya aaj dengi?
Haan zaroor! Kripa looked doubtfully around....….Lekin yahan…..kaisey autograph……???
Aap uski fikr mat kariye….merey paas sab ready hai……Rohit grinned broadly and fished out a CD from his pocket…..it was Kripa's album Ghazal aur Geet.
Angad rolled his eyes in disbelief……this crazed fan carried Kripa's CD even to Rohtang Pass? Talk about starstruck, obsessed fans, this guy took the prize!
Rohit fished out a pen from his pocket and opened the CD case ….asking Kripa to sign on the inner jacket.
Kripa obliged without demur.
Rohit beamed as if he got his best gift in life……THANK YOU SO MUCH, KRIPA JEE! ISEY MEIN BAHUT CAREFULLY RAKHUNGA. …..
Angad's muttering: Haan isey takiye ke neechey rakhna, achhi neend aayegi…..
Kripa rebuked him softly as Rohit turned to summon his group : Angad…..let him be…….uskey peechhey mat pado ab…jaaney do, hes young!
Angad grumbled: Peechhey toh wo pada hua hai….main kahan pada ? …….kambakht jahan bhi jayen wahin aa jaata hai"
Unfortunately, Rohit called over all his clients in his zealous fandom and introduced Kripa to them…..
Poor Kripa had to sign a dozen more autographs on scraps of paper, even tissue paper for the group of tourists.
Angad was livid at this encroachment of their privacy by a horde of strangers. He gnashed his teeth: Chalo Kripa, lets leave immediately.
Kripa placed a placating hand on his sleeve: Please Angad, rehney do naa.
You are too soft on these people.....You should have told them to buzzz off! ...........Angad fumed in complaint later on as they quickly said goodbyes and escaped from Rohit and his group.
Angad! Please gussa mat karo….. fans toh aisey hi hotay hain. Tumhey toh pata hona chahiye. Uss din store mein bhi toh tumhey mob kiya tha…..hum dono ne aaj yahan itna enjoy kiya ……ab please usey spoil mat karo…..
MAIN spoil kar raha hoon? MAIN? He looked affronted …..
Kripa knew her hubby dearest was getting angry……and she had to placate him. She reached up and caressed his reddening cheeks: Abhi toh din ki shuruaat hai…..baaki poooora din pada hai….chalo na Manali lautkar enjoy kartey hain.
Angad sulked: Wahan bhi toh fans chaley aayengey humein disturb karney……. 16 saal baad Honeymoon bhi hum chein se nahin kar saktey!
Kripa stood up on tiptoes and kissed his cheek lovingly : Main vaada karti hoon aaj main aur kisiko autograph nahin doongi. Poora din sirf tumharey saath bitaoongi"
Aur agar Fans peechhey pad gaye toh? He asked peevishly.
Toh hum bhaag jayengey. Unsey peechha chhuda-kar vaadiyon mein kahin kho jayengey. ……she laughed and cuddled his waist, looking up at him.
Alright! That's a GREATT plan! At last the sulking hubby melted and grinned …….he quickly kissed her lips and they slowly walked out of the glacier, arms wrapped around each other's waists.
Next: Lazy afternoon in Manali, 2nd night in Resort, return to Mumbai to Surprise waiting for them!
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pallavi
Edited by pallavi25 - 17 years ago
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