Okay, the first episode of the super-sad saga of YHM has already taken a toll on everyone! Great to see a lot of positive OS on Pervmeet's matter! I just thought of loosening up everyone here, based on a cliche that Malika gave in her post!
Jahan ishqyaun wahan dishkiyaoon!
Pervmeet created ruckus is all over. Bhalla's house is back to its peace mode, just that their peace means "loud". That was a busy morning when Mrs. Bhalla was yelling that Neelu for her morning chai, Rinky as usual was neck deep into her phone, Roamie was busy grooming in front of his mirror with his stereo on, Ishu was tying Ruhi's tie and Raman was wearing his socks and shoe sitting on the sofa. Pervmeet and Simmi are out of the house now.
Roamie walked up to Raman. "Bhai...ek cheez...". Raman looked up and Roamie stopped at that moment. "Kya..batao..", he said. "Bhai...aaj ki din aapki gaadi chahiye...bas kuch doston ke saat movie plans hai... humne socha ki alag alag bikes se jaane se accha ek hi gaadi mein jaayenge..toh...". Raman interrupted, "Tumhe show off karna hai apne doston ke saamne...seedhe bolo na...". Roamie grinned, "Haan bhai... aise hi kuch...". "Padhai kaisa chal raha hai tera...?", Raman stood up. "Vacations bhai...re-exam khatm hogaya", he said in one breath. "Kab aaoge wapas...", Raman took his car keys in hand. Roamie said, "Sirf 3-4 ghante bhai by god... aapko main ab office mein chod doonga...phir 3-4 ghante baad aapke office mein aake park kar doonga...". Raman looked inside his room and saw Ishita dressing up Ruhi. He thought he will leave in Ishita's car today. He told Roamie, "Tu jaa...main Ishita ke saat jaoonga...". "Thanks bhai...", Roamie hugged Raman and left jumping like a deer. "Safe chala na Roamie...ek dent bhi aaya na tera muh pe wahi dent padega", Raman shouted with a smile.
Raman walked into their room. "Chale?", she asked Ruhi. "Ok Ishima...Naya uniform bahut accha hai...hai na Ishima?", she asked. "Bahut pretty hai Ruhi...", said Raman. Ishu looked at him and asked, "Arey, aap gaye nahi?". "Nahi Ishita...Roamie wanted my car...doston ke saat kahin jaana hai usko...toh...". Ishu flashed a baffled expression, "Toh?". "Toh...maine socha ki teri lal soap dabba mein aaj ke din jaoon...", he said. Ishita sprung up from the bed immediately. "Raman...amma appa meri gaadi mein Malai mandir gaye hai... 2-3 ghante aur lagenge unko... Kya Raman aap bhi...aaj Ruhi ki first day hai...maine socha ki aaj ke din hum log aapke saat...". Raman interrupted, "So teri gaadi nahi...toh...ab Ruhi kaise jaayegi...", he rubbed his forehead. Ishu blurted out, "Yeh aapko gaadi dene se pehle sochna chahiye tha...atleast mujhse poochna chahiye tha...Oh god, aaj Ruhi ki first day hai...late jaaeyegi woh...? shucks...", she stomped her foot.
Raman cooled her down, "Okay okay tension mat lo...main Mihir se poochta hoon...usko bolta hoon gaadi leke aane ko...". He called Mihir. "Bhai...Main aaj Gurgaon aaya hoon...and moreover filhal airport ke aas paas ek jam mein phasa hoon...". Mihir turned it down and Raman went out of his room to ask Toshiji for a call taxi number as he knows his dad's car isn't there as well, as he has gone to purchase weekly ration. Toshiji said that he won't get a taxi on urgent basis at this time and it usually has 45 mins to 1 hour of waiting time. Raman said, "Shit! Ab kya karoon! Yeh Jhansi ki Rani aaj Idli ke jage mujhe khalegi...". Toshi said, "Kyun itna tension le raha hai puttar...gaddi toh hai humhare ghar mein...Roamie ki...usme chale jaayiye teenon...". Raman yelled, "Roamie ki woh sports bike mein...? Pagal hogayi ho mummy? Woh gaadi chalana to door..."
"Bait bhi nahi paayenge...?", Ishita interrupted him. "What the heck...? Of course main chala sakta hoon...", he shrugged. Toshiji laughed and said, "Toh jaana puttar...time waste mat kar...Ruhi late ho jaayegi...". Ruhi came running after listening to their conversation. "Yay!!!!!! Aaj hum log bike se jaa rahe hai papa? Yaaay!!!!", she jumped in joy. Raman smiled at her and asked for keys. He murmered, "Hey bhagwaan...woh bike hi itni baari hai...usmein yeh Jhansi ki rani 100 kilo waali ko kaise sambhaloonga...!!!". "Chale?", Ishita snapped her fingers in front of his face. Raman carried Ruhi and her bag. While climbing down the stairs, Ishita asked him, "You can ride that bike right?" and chuckled. Raman imitated her laugh and said, "Main chalaloonga...Teri saree ko sambaalo...Kahin wheels mein phas na jaaye...nahi toh Draupadi ki tarah Krishna ko bulana padega tujhe...". She laughed and said, "Main kyun Krishna ko bulaoon...Aap hai na mera savior...jaise 2-2 dresses leke aaye the, 2-2 sareeyaan bhi leke denge...ya phir apna coat denge mujhe...hai na?", she winked. They reached the bike. "Lage raho...", he ignored her and unlocked the bike.
"Ruhi, tum aage baito", he said and made her sit on the tank. Ishu tried to sit in the pillion but tripped on her saree. "Hey sambaal ke...", he said. She tried again but couldn't. "Mujhe pata tha...", he said, "Mujhe pata tha ki tum chad bhi nahi paaogi...meri mazaak uda rahi thi...bewakoof...". "Thoda help kijiye na...", she winced. "Hold my shoulder...phir chado", he said in haste. Ishu kept her right hand on his right shoulder, kept her foot on the footrest and somehow managed to sit in the back seat. "Suit pehenna chahiye tha...", she murmered. "Nahi nahi...woh waala green dress pehenna chahiye tha...nahi? Aur maza aata..", he made fun of her. "Chalo Raman der ho rahi hai...", she winced again. Raman started the bike and released the gear. Vehicle let out its inertia and jerked by a feet. "Ouch", she smashed herself on Raman's back, "Careful Raman...", she said.
Raman rode along with Ruhi and Ishu like a perfect family. Whole society watched them riding in a bike and waved at them. Ruhi waved in return and in 10 minutes they reached Ruhi's school. Both of them kissed her all the best for her first day and transferred her guardianship to Shravan who was waiting near the gate. Both the kids waved at them and Raman set himself on the road to drop Ishita. She still had her hand on Raman's shoulder. It's a regular thing in a bike ride so they didn't bother about it.
Ishita noticed Raman. The cool breeze of the morning, traffic-less roads and the closeness to Raman made Ishita feel a chill running down her gutt. She thought, "Mujhe toh laga yeh Ravan kumar yeh bike ko pakad bhi nahi paayega...chupa rustam hai yeh...kuch bhi kar sakta hai..sach mein.." and smiled. Raman noticed her smiling on the rear view mirror. At same moment, Ishita looked at him on the mirror and he turned in a jiffy. A bump was approaching and he failed to notice it while noticing Ishita. "Tangg", came a voice from the bike when it rode over the bump. Ishita jumped for a brief second and hit her face on Raman's neck. "Ouch", she flinched, "Kya Raman...". He said, "Dekha nahi na maine...tujhe dekh raha tha..." and bite his tougue. "Shit!", he thought. "Mujhe dekh rahe the...Kyun? Kaise? Usse kya hua...?", she asked multiple questions. He thought, "Exams mein ek question pooch ke multiple answers dete hai...yeh question hi itne saare poochti hai...question bank kahinki..". He said, "Haan...tum itni khoobsurat jo ho...maine mirror mein dekha tujhe aise...because of that saamne bump ko nahi dekha...phir aise brake maara...", and applied front brakes once again without a reason. She bombarded on his back again and her lips caressed his neck. "Raman, aap bhi na...", she scowled, though it was just a good-girl act. Her lipstick made a mark on his neck and she wiped it with her index finger. She enjoyed bumping on him, subconsciously. "Kaise bait thi ho tum...isliye bar bar takrati ho...bike mein baiti nahi kya kabhi...? pakdo theek se...", he said loaded with false irritation. He barely wanted her to hold him.
She had her hand on his shoulder all the while, she hesitantly lowered it to hold him through his waist. She hesitated like a child with stage fear. "Aage road bahut kharab hai...theek se pakdo...", he taunted her again. She still was nervous to hold him that close. "Arey yaar tum bhi na...yeh bike kitna dangerous sports bike hai maloom?", he held her hand in a second and kept it on his tummy. Or no tummy rather. She felt so awkward to hold his waist. That increased their intimacy manifold. Ishu put her other hand on his shoulder too and caught him like a girlfriend holding her boy. Raman had the mischievous smile that every boyfriend had which made him want to do this bike thing more often. She managed to move even closer to him where her lips were right next to his ear lobes. She looked at him at such a distance, or no distance, which made her feel the vacuum inside her.
A pothole was on the way and Raman chose not to avoid it, rather his naughty-self asked him to. "Thud", another sound from the bike and Ishu almost squeezed him with her hands and bumping her wholeself onto his back. "Raman! Dekh ke...", she wanted to yell, but softened it. Raman secretly thought, "Saale isliye bahut saare ameer ladke bhi car nahi lete hai...I should also ride this Roamie's bike at times..." and smiled sheepishly. They arrived at her clinic and she was going to get down. He didn't want her to go though. He wanted to ride at least an hour more. He held one of her hands for her to step down. "Bye!", she said, looking expectantly at him as if she wanted to kiss him a good day. He winked with both his eyes and said, "See you!". When he was about to move, she said, "Raman...bike to iss bar aapne chala hi liya! Mujhe lag raha hai ki you should try it more often...woh kya hai na ki car ki petrol bachegi...nahi?". He smiled in return and said, "Haan...will ride this more often...Ruhi ko school chod doonga...tum auto mein chali jaoo...aur paise bachenge..." and shrugged playfully. "Raavan kumar...kabhi bhi nahi sudhrega...", she thought and gave a harsh look at him. "Tere bina bike kyun chaloonga...bewakoof...", he thought at the same time.
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