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Best jodi ever

haan haan pakka madhavi di!😳

RECAP:"Did you like it??"

"I Loved it Jalal... thanks a ton for making my day so special!" She said and hugged him tightly.

Chapter 11

Jodha didn't realize that in excitement she had hugged him, not that he realized it. He continued to caress her back as she snuggled closer in his chest, trying to hide herself in those broad shoulders of his. It was only when Kajal and Moti fake coughed that they both realized what they were doing.

"Unhum *coughs* Unhum .. Guys" Moti and Kajal said together, smirking. Jodha broke the hug and looked at them angrily, angry for ruining their special' moment. Realization dawned upon them together that pulled them out of their dream land. Jalal smirked dreamily, as he recalled how Jodha thanked him for making her day special and her hug. Jodha looked here and there in nervousness, she was pretty shocked that her excitement reached to such an extent that she hugged him! She was barely able to confess that she hugged him twice in the gym when she hugged him again.

JODHA'S POV

Gosh! I never hugged Sunny, Romi or anyone like that. Jalal is also my friend, yes friend! Then how come I hug him every single time I see him? I chided myself mentally for behaving like a teenager girl who behaves all different in front of her crush.

WHATTT

I could hear my mind shouting at the top of its voice, almost shaking me up. "You have a crush on him Jodha?" I could hear my mind asking this.

Practically speaking, it was my mind who was supposed to be answering this question of MINE. But here my great mind is, asking me if I have a crush on my friend.

No, ofcourse not. I don't have a crush on him. I don't. Just then my stupid idiot good for nothing mind played what looked like a part of a film which I don't remember. It showed how denial is the first step towards love. Which was of course, true. No doubt in that. But I guess it just doesn't work in my case. I don't like him, okay fine, I do like him, I like him a lot.

BUT, that's it! I'm definitely not those type of girls who fall for any handsome, young, charming man they see. Love is kinda once ina lifetime, and when you fall in love with someone, that someone is bound to be someone special. This is theory I believe in, in the subject of love.

And, Jalal, he's a nice guy, very nice guy. But, I don't think he can be my someone special. He's just so.. so different from me. We are poles apart.

Shit! Why the hell am I thinking so much about my someone special', love', crush', and Jalal????'

No no no... focus Jodha focus!!! Don't waste your time on these things, leave it on time. Just leave it Jodha!

I was practically struggling to focus, almost forcing my stupid eyes to stop staring at HIM and just go ahead and enjoy the party. But what am I to do when my stupid brain is not following my orders?

Its just doing what it wants to, not even thinking that I'm the one who'll get blamed in it!

I could feel their stares on me, Moti, Kajal and practically every single soul was staring at me. They must be thinking, how stupid I am, just ogling my FRIEND as everyone continued to shower their questions on me, through their eyes, of course.

The eery feel of silence stepped in. I could feel my heart sighing. Great! Was my idiot mind any less in humiliating me that God has injected madness in my heart too!
I decided to just leave it all on my fate. This decision forced me to think about something, which I guess wasn't unimportant.

Here I am, in a posh resort, with my friends, enjoying the secret birthday party they planned for me. Nope, nothing like this. Yea. Nothing was like this.

Here I am, in HIS resort, with all my friends staring at me, thinking if I am mad or what, ruining the party HE planned for me. This is the truth!

I was slowly starting to feel comfortable with the awkward silence that prevailed. I don't know what led me to think like that, but I guess I was enjoying it. No one was asking me anything, just letting things be as it is. Leaving things like that isn't always as bad, you see.

Everything was FINE and actually GOOD for me, until he shook me by my shoulders. I could feel his fingers slightly shivering, maybe he was scared to touch me. But I wasn't gonna eat him alive if he touches me, not here atleast.

I could bet that everyone could hear the fast beat of my heart as it raced sensing his touch. These things were new to me, I am a novice in these girls stuff, you know. I wanted to close my eyes and gulp all these sensations along with saliva. But how can I be so lucky? My damn eyes were also not following my orders!!!!
I was cursing him under my breath for doing this to me. Come to think of it, this pretty awkward situation was ultimately created due to him. God! Why the hell am I going through this ajeeb sa situation???

He shook me again, which I guess I expected. And, wanted to. Fine, accepted that I wanted him to touch me again. You know, I guess I am attracted to him.
"Is that all??" I could hear my devil mind speaking again, but this time, I felt someone else who jumped in to defend my mind before I could shut it up.

"Yea.. think about it!" An unknown voice told me, or, ordered me . Don't ask me who suggested this to me, I am damn confused.

" Your heart is right Jodha, think about it, once."

Wait a second. My heart?? You're serious? I thought as another shock came on me. It was already hard to believe that my mind has got some serious illness or whatever that I got to know that my mad heart is defending my mad brain! Does anyone value me here?

Just when I was about to give a good lecture to my heart and mind about respecting others' though we( I, my heart and mind) were one, I heard the door knob getting opened. I dragged my eyes towards the door and EUREKA! I succeeded!
Jalal was also looking at the door, everybody was. The door swung open and for a moment I couldn't believe my eyes.

Miss. D'souza was standing at the door, looking as pretty as ever in her simple pink suit with light work. She held a medium sized gift box in her manicured hands. Me, being as curious as ever, tried to guess what she must have brought for me, but I failed.

Honestly, I was thinking about thanking Miss D'souza for saving me from the pretty awkward situation. She came towards me as I threw myself in her arms, it was a thank you soo much hug. I guess I owed her that much for saving me from the about to start battle: Me v/s My heart and Brain.

"Thank you sooo much Mam!" I thanked her while I was still in her arms, thanking her for saving me.

" Happy Birthday Jodha!" Miss. D'souza said as she caressed my head. Realization hit me, she must be thinking that I thanked her for coming here. I didn't expect her to come here. Honestly because after her husband's demise she's practically stopped going out except coming to the college. If I believe in rumors, which I don't, then her husband was also in the very same college, as a maths professor. But, in any case, I did thank her, and that's what matters!

"Mam, you here? It's such a pleasant surprise to see you here!" I asked her out of curiosity, reminding my senses to keep my tone calm and gentle. I was enjoying it. After such a long spell of silence ( for me,at least) it felt nice to converse with someone, pretty nice.

"I wanted to wish such a cute student of mine happy birthday." She said as she gently places her hand on my head.

I wanted to hug her once more, but just controlled myself at the last moment. Well, I did owe her a thank you for her genuine love and care for me. So I started off with saying thanks.

But before I could actually utter a word, she said something which didn't surprise me very much, even if it was supposed to.

"Jodha I'll not stay here for long. Just dropped in to wish you and give you your gift." Miss D'souza said as she fidgeted with her handbag. It wouldn't take a genius to find out that she never actually wanted to attend the party in the first place, it was just her attachment to me that forced her to come here. And I can understand her situation very well, she just doesn't like celebrations.

And as they say, "We can't mould a person as per our wish." Yea, it depends on the person. He or she should at least have that much of space to decide for their own, and I'm more than happy to give them that.

I nodded gently as she gave me a quick hug and flashed a smile to everyone. Her eyes stopped at Jalal, which kind of irritated me. She gave an extra wide smile to him, probably wider than she gave to me. Jalal smiled back, as I stood like a mere spectator. It didn't took me long enough to figure out that it was Jalal who was adamant in convincing Miss. D'souza to come here and wish me at least, if not wanting to become a part of the celebrations.

I felt something weird as Jalal gave me a why are you so happy look. I nodded, which was kinda awkward.

"So Mr. Jalal invited Miss. D'souza here in my party. Not a bad idea!" I thought, I know it was pretty foolish and more than that filmy to expect that I could hear or feel or whatever his reply. But It actually worked, or maybe my brain is working overtime.

"You liked it, didn't you?"He stared at me as I was an alien or what. I nodded as he walked up to me and offered his hand, as if asking me to come with him. I stared at him confusingly, but then put my hand on his. And I can bet that this kind of feeling I'll not get even in heaven.

We both walked to the table where the cake was resting, hand in hand. I looked at him confusingly again. And that's when I noticed the naughty and devil look in his eyes. I understood his intentions in a second and tried to run but too late, he held my hand and pulled me towards him with a jerk. It was his trick to stop me from running, but it actually worked as awakening all those weird sensations back from a short slumber.

I looked at him, my eyes widen. As I felt my front against his manly chest, I couldn't help but admire his body. It was the first time all this was happening to me. I could hear my heart beating at the speed of express train. I closed my eyes in confusion. I took few deep breaths to control my losing breath and to calm my heart.

I could feel him slowly leaving my hand which was till now in his. I still didn't open my eyes, I felt different, I felt shy.

He clicked his fingers in front of my closed eyes, before I opened my eyes and looked at him with utter confusion.

He smirked evilly as I was surrounded by all my devil friends. From their look I could tell what they were going to do next. And trust me, I wasn't too excited about it. They all exchanged mischievous looks before finally starting it. Romi took a piece of cake and smashed it on my face.

"NOOO!" I shouted as my cheeks were covered in dark chocolate. And then they totally lost it. Everyone was fighting to smear the cake on my face. I was like what??? Seriously this doesn't seem like a topic to fight about. But this was my golden opportunity to run away, and how am I to miss that?

I looked around for Jalal, but couldn't find him anywhere.

"Great chance Jodha!" I said to myself, before slipping out of the resort and escaping into the garden. I was looking back every now and then, and didn't realize when I collided with someone. I couldn't see the face of the person I collided with but the deodorant was familiar. I looked up as he wrapped me in his arms.

OMG! IT WAS JALAL! How on earth Is he here when everyone is there fighting???Gosh he got me!!! Now be ready for a makeover Jodha! I told myself as I looked at him with a please look, asking him to break the hug, though I didn't want to.

I expected to see a naughty smirk playing on his lips but instead his face bore a peaceful look. "Kahin ise fever to nahi hain???" I thought. Jalal had a perfect chance to do my make up but he wasn't even thinking about it. Instead, I guess he's thinking about something much more deeper, important.

"Jalal.." I said as I placed my hand on his shoulder. "Is everything alright?" There was a genuine concern in my eyes for him... and I could tell it even without looking at the mirror.

I noticed that he had his one hand at his back, which was quite surprising for me. But I dismissed it off as he looked strange.

"No yaar... nothing's alright." Jalal said, looking down. I was getting more and more tense every passing moment, I just wanted him to share all his feelings with me, I wanted to help him. As a friend.

"Tell me Jalal.. koi problem hai?? I'll try my best to help you.Bataao mujhe." Each word of mine was coming straight from my heart.

"Wo..." he started but stopped abruptly, maybe he didn't want to share it with me. Maybe he doesn't trust me enough. Maybe he feels that I'm not worth to share his feelings with. Whatever the reason be, the actual fact is that I felt hurt. I felt very hurt. I nodded to myself and pulled back my hand which was resting on his shoulder, and it felt really bad.

I started to move back to the resort when I felt someone pulling my wrist. I turned around and wow! The mischievous Jalal was back, holding a piece of cake in his hand.

"Wo I wanted to decorate you Jodha Singh.." He said and gave his signature smirk. I was like what? Are you serious? Was it all a joke? I glanced at Jalal, anger evident on my face.

But before I could shout at him he just pasted all the cake on my face. Gosh!!! It felt soo ajeeb.. There he was, looking at me with his hands crossed at his chest, trying hard not to burst into laughter. But I somewhere liked him happy. I didn't realize when I was smiling looking at him, with my face all smeared with dark chocolate cake. There was a peaceful silence between us. No one was saying a word, but our eyes managed to convey what our lips couldn't.

Then suddenly he held my hand, I looked at him, obviously shocked. I could sense he was taking me back to the resort, probably for more make up'. But I didn't want it. I tried to pull my wrist from his grip but I was no match for him.

I said, "Jalal.. leave my hand.. mai aise thodi andar jaaungi!" I pouted like a small child, trying to convince him. But he, just turned back, glanced at me for a second and then slowly closed in the distance between us. My heart was racing at the speed of a bullet train. I closed my eyes, wanting to gulp down all these weird feelings. I could feel him leaning closer, which nearly killed me.

Then I felt him cleaning my cheeks. I threw my eyes open. When he was supposed to clean my face, then why on earth he smeared cake on it?? He took a step back. I guess he was feeling the same like I was. He hesitantly pulled his handkerchief out of his pocket and handed it to me.

He put his hand over his cheeks, signaling me to clean my face. I obediently cleaned my face and then glanced at the messy handkerchief. So this is what I've done. Great!

He forwarded his hand, asking me to return it. But me being as stubborn as ever, shook my head in no and stuffed the messy cloth in my clutch. I couldn't return it to him that way. He looked at me with a give it to me look.

"Aisa kya hai iss mein?? Jo you aren't letting me wash it and then return it.. Koi khaa nahi jaaungi main isse!" I said and turned my head in fake annoyance.

"Fine.." I heard him mumbling. I looked at him with a wide smile adorning my lips. He took hold of my hand and pulled me towards the resort.

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RESORT

The party was in full swing when we entered the resort, again. I couldn't help but wonder how hard Jalal worked just to make me happy. I smiled at his genuine care for me. That's what friends are!

Romi invited us to dance. I was not actually excited, but when my favorite song Hangover played. I just couldn't stop my legs. But then it hit me, who will dance with me?

Jalal grabbed my hand and pulled me to the dance floor. I looked at him, little confused by his action. He gave me a as if you don't know look which pretty much cleared the things. He wanted to dance with me. This was the first thought that hit my little mind.

Jaane kab hothon pe
Dil ne rakh di dil ki baatein
Samjha nahi yeh dil
Isko hum toh rahe samjhaate

He put his hand on my waist as I let mine rest on his broad shoulders. We started moving according to the tunes.

Maine dekha tujhe bhula ke
Har ek tarqeeb laga ke
Har nuskhe ko aazma ke
Par dil se kabhi na utre

Hangover teri yaadon ka
Hangover teri baaton ka
Hangover teri yaadon ka
Hangover teri baaton ka

He swirled me and pulled me closer by my back. I could feel him breathing on my neck. His hands travelled on my waist as we continue to dance, lost in each other.

Jaane kab hothon pe
Dil ne rakh di dil ki baatein
Samjha nahi yeh dil
Isko hum toh rahe samjhate

He acted exactly like Salman, but looked much more cute and romantic. At least I thought of him like that. As he sang these lines he continued to bridge the gap between us, pulling me more and more closer.

Maine dekha tujhe bhula ke
Har ek tarqeeb laga ke
Har nuskhe ko aazma ke
Par dil se kabhi na utre

Hangover teri yaadon ka
Hangover teri baaton ka
Hangover teri yaadon ka
Hangover teri baaton ka..

Jaane kab meri neend udi
Soyi soyi raaton mein
Jaane kab mera haath gaya
Soneya tere haathon mein, aww..

I sang these lines, lost in his chocolate eyes. As I sang these lines, I let my hands wander at his back and pulled him closer.

Chal badhte teri ore
Main jab bhi kadam uthati hoon
Jaaun tujh se door door
Toh paas tere aa jaati hoon

I moved away from him and then turned and let myself get lost in his arms. Inhaling his heavenly smell, I continued to adore the beautiful wordings of the song.

Maine dekha tujhe bhulaake
Har ek tarqeeb lagaake
Har nuskhe ko aazma ke
Par dil se kabhi na utre

Hangover teri yaadon ka
Hangover teri baaton ka
Hangover teri yaadon ka
Hangover teri baaton ka

We both sang these lines together, dancing and romancing each other. These feelings were different, but very lovely.

Ek jagah pe kabhi ruka nahin
Ek jagah pe kabhi tika nahin
Jaisa maine chaha mujhe
Waisa koyi dikha nahi, aww..

I lifted my eyes to meet his gaze. I was feeling damn shy with his stares, but we continued to dance flawlessly as we slowly moved with the song.

Par jabse dekha tujhe
Jo huaa nahi wo hone lagaa
Dil mera mujhe jaga ke
Khud seene mein sone laga

He placed his hand on his heart and pulled me closer, as I continued to battle his gazes with my eyes.
Meri fitrat badal rahi hai
Jaise barqat koyi huyi hai
Bas ab toh duaa yahi hai
Ki dil se kabhi na utre

Hangover teri yaadon ka
Hangover teri baaton ka
Hangover teri yaadon ka
Hangover teri baaton ka

Hangover.. hangover.. hangover..

We both sang together, before going in a full embrace. I embraced him tightly, letting go of my consciousness for a while. I wanted to enjoy the moment, I wanted to live it. Live it, with Jalal.

I could hear the whistles and clapping of the crowd, my teachers, my friends everyone. But I didn't broke the hug. I smiled at everyone, a genuine smile. We both pulled apart and smiled shyly at each other. I was feeling shy, but I wasn't confused about it, not at all.

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