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Makarsankranti Special.
'Kaata.. Hain..' Param shouted from the terrace cutting another person's Patang.
'Vaah.. Re.. Param! Chal Sunn.. I'm going down.. So you be careful while flying the kite. Okay?' Param's sister instructed while taking the exit.
'Chirag.. Jaldi Dheel de..' Param enquired hastily as the kite was about to come infront of a Tree.
'Arey de rha Hu Chote.. Rukk..' Chirag laughed and said.
'Gyi meri patang.. Mene bola tha na Chirag.. Ab bol kya Hua..?' He turned around to witness Harshita standing there with a serene smile on her face. He was just gazing at her because she was looking splendid in that Salwar-Kameez with her hairs open.
'What are you staring at huh?' She poked his nose moving a little closer to him.
He came out of trance to feel her poking his nose. He made a face to show give her the hint how angry he is.
'I know you're angry.. But kaam bhi toh the itne Ki aayi hi nhi payi.. But its 1:30 only.. We have the whole day with us.' Chirped harshita lightly hitting on his forehead.
Yesterday, I informed you about the timing Nona. But as always you are late because of your damn work.' He turned around to sew the Kite-Thread back to its place.
'Sorry..Na..' She came infront of him catching his ears and then apologising.
'Oww.. Mere kaan kyo pakad rhi hain?' He jerked her hand slowly to sooth his ears.
She chuckled at his cuteness. She look around to get the hold of One good kite which she can fly.
'Le mujhe jote bandh ke de..' She gave the kite to him.
'Me kyo Bandhu tu khud bandh le..I'm going down.. Tujhe aane he toh aaja na..' He was still angry on her so he turned to leave.
'Okay! Me udda lungi.. Wese bhi I know how to fly kite better than you. Tujhe mene hi toh sikhaya tha..' She sat on the soft bean bag chair beside and started doing her work.
Param was surprised to get an awful reply. He went towards the gate and stopped in his track. He thought she would came him for help but instead he heard a moan from her mouth.
'Ouch..' She moaned in pain because of the thread her finger got a little cut.
'Harshita...You idiot..! Dikha mujhe!' He ran to her and sat on his knees holding her hand in his. The whole time she was looking at his face smiling.
'Kyo karti hain jab tujhse hota nhi hain... Ab katwa li na ungli..' He said while taking her finger in his mouth to sooth her pain.
'Toh tu bandh na phir.. I want to fly a kite.' She said with a dominating voice.
He blew air on her finger and pulled out the bandage from his pocket. He stick it properly around her finger and smiled at her.
'Nautanki..' He pinched her nose which made her pout.
'Come.. Me Karta Hu yeh.. Tu udana..' He took the kite from her hands.
After 10 Minutes.
The kite was flying in the air high indicating how expert was Harshita. They both were gazing at the kite in the air when the other kite was about to cut her kite.
'Arey.. Yeh.. Param jldi dhil de...' She was withdrawing the kite in a speed towards her. He smirked and threw the Chakari on the ground slowly. She was busy with fighting other kite. When she felt two muscular hands around her waist squeezing it lightly. She tried to free herself but she couldn't due to the flying kite.
'Pagal insaan.. Chodh! Meri patang kat jayegi..' She ordered but instead of leaving her he pulled her more tightly into his chest so that she would take support of him for standing.
'De mujhe..dekhta Hu kon kaat sakta hain meri Sanyukta Ki patang..' He whispered in her ears thus taking the thread in his hand and covering her in his arms.
'Agar tune meri patang.. Kaat vai na toh dekh Lena..' She glared at him while he was now flying the kite. She slowly leaned towards his face and gave him a kiss on his left cheek.
'Buddhu.. Abhi nhi.. Mujhe distract kar rhi hain..' He said while finally winning the fight for his Sanyukta.
'Kaata hain...' She shouted in happiness.
He laughed and gave her the kite back in her hands. He rested his chin on her shoulder while she was flying the kite.
'I won! Dekha?' He asked nuzzling his nose on her cheek.
'Yeah.. Voh bhi meri vajah se..' She giggled while he turned her around.
'Achha? Voh kese?' He asked pecking her nose and then her right cheek.
'I don't know.. Shayad tujhe pata Ho..' She answered with a glim in her eyes.
He kissed her chin and then came towards her forehead. 'I know.. It was because of your... Kiss' he smirked leaning down to capture her lips with his.
'How shameful!' She spatted.
'I can be even more than that for you and I really mean it.' He took her in his embrace.
When they heard someone shouting 'KAT GYI REH TUMHARI PATANG..' They looked at the sky to see their Kite was no more. The kids won the fight when they were busy romancing.
'Koi baat nhi.. Me ek aur udda kar de dunga tujhe..' He kissed her ear and she smiled to his genuine gesture.
#HAPPY MAKARSANKRANTI
#ZUMI
'Kaata.. Hain..' Param shouted from the terrace cutting another person's Patang.
'Vaah.. Re.. Param! Chal Sunn.. I'm going down.. So you be careful while flying the kite. Okay?' Param's sister instructed while taking the exit.
'Chirag.. Jaldi Dheel de..' Param enquired hastily as the kite was about to come infront of a Tree.
'Arey de rha Hu Chote.. Rukk..' Chirag laughed and said.
'Gyi meri patang.. Mene bola tha na Chirag.. Ab bol kya Hua..?' He turned around to witness Harshita standing there with a serene smile on her face. He was just gazing at her because she was looking splendid in that Salwar-Kameez with her hairs open.
'What are you staring at huh?' She poked his nose moving a little closer to him.
He came out of trance to feel her poking his nose. He made a face to show give her the hint how angry he is.
'I know you're angry.. But kaam bhi toh the itne Ki aayi hi nhi payi.. But its 1:30 only.. We have the whole day with us.' Chirped harshita lightly hitting on his forehead.
Yesterday, I informed you about the timing Nona. But as always you are late because of your damn work.' He turned around to sew the Kite-Thread back to its place.
'Sorry..Na..' She came infront of him catching his ears and then apologising.
'Oww.. Mere kaan kyo pakad rhi hain?' He jerked her hand slowly to sooth his ears.
She chuckled at his cuteness. She look around to get the hold of One good kite which she can fly.
'Le mujhe jote bandh ke de..' She gave the kite to him.
'Me kyo Bandhu tu khud bandh le..I'm going down.. Tujhe aane he toh aaja na..' He was still angry on her so he turned to leave.
'Okay! Me udda lungi.. Wese bhi I know how to fly kite better than you. Tujhe mene hi toh sikhaya tha..' She sat on the soft bean bag chair beside and started doing her work.
Param was surprised to get an awful reply. He went towards the gate and stopped in his track. He thought she would came him for help but instead he heard a moan from her mouth.
'Ouch..' She moaned in pain because of the thread her finger got a little cut.
'Harshita...You idiot..! Dikha mujhe!' He ran to her and sat on his knees holding her hand in his. The whole time she was looking at his face smiling.
'Kyo karti hain jab tujhse hota nhi hain... Ab katwa li na ungli..' He said while taking her finger in his mouth to sooth her pain.
'Toh tu bandh na phir.. I want to fly a kite.' She said with a dominating voice.
He blew air on her finger and pulled out the bandage from his pocket. He stick it properly around her finger and smiled at her.
'Nautanki..' He pinched her nose which made her pout.
'Come.. Me Karta Hu yeh.. Tu udana..' He took the kite from her hands.
After 10 Minutes.
The kite was flying in the air high indicating how expert was Harshita. They both were gazing at the kite in the air when the other kite was about to cut her kite.
'Arey.. Yeh.. Param jldi dhil de...' She was withdrawing the kite in a speed towards her. He smirked and threw the Chakari on the ground slowly. She was busy with fighting other kite. When she felt two muscular hands around her waist squeezing it lightly. She tried to free herself but she couldn't due to the flying kite.
'Pagal insaan.. Chodh! Meri patang kat jayegi..' She ordered but instead of leaving her he pulled her more tightly into his chest so that she would take support of him for standing.
'De mujhe..dekhta Hu kon kaat sakta hain meri Sanyukta Ki patang..' He whispered in her ears thus taking the thread in his hand and covering her in his arms.
'Agar tune meri patang.. Kaat vai na toh dekh Lena..' She glared at him while he was now flying the kite. She slowly leaned towards his face and gave him a kiss on his left cheek.
'Buddhu.. Abhi nhi.. Mujhe distract kar rhi hain..' He said while finally winning the fight for his Sanyukta.
'Kaata hain...' She shouted in happiness.
He laughed and gave her the kite back in her hands. He rested his chin on her shoulder while she was flying the kite.
'I won! Dekha?' He asked nuzzling his nose on her cheek.
'Yeah.. Voh bhi meri vajah se..' She giggled while he turned her around.
'Achha? Voh kese?' He asked pecking her nose and then her right cheek.
'I don't know.. Shayad tujhe pata Ho..' She answered with a glim in her eyes.
He kissed her chin and then came towards her forehead. 'I know.. It was because of your... Kiss' he smirked leaning down to capture her lips with his.
'How shameful!' She spatted.
'I can be even more than that for you and I really mean it.' He took her in his embrace.
When they heard someone shouting 'KAT GYI REH TUMHARI PATANG..' They looked at the sky to see their Kite was no more. The kids won the fight when they were busy romancing.
'Koi baat nhi.. Me ek aur udda kar de dunga tujhe..' He kissed her ear and she smiled to his genuine gesture.
#HAPPY MAKARSANKRANTI
#ZUMI
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