Originally posted by: columbia
Even I love that he didn’t go revealing the meeting to anyone...I can prolong the fantasy of them meeting each other separately a while longer, until of course the cvs ruin it.
Imagine the evening before Diwali, he watches the house getting filled with diyas, goes to his room and calls her
Abhi: Kaisi ho? (Husky)
Prag: achi hun (smiles) lekin ek minute, aapko mera number kaise milaa?
Abhi: jab tum kamre mei mujhe chodh ke gayi thi, maine tumhare phone se apne aap ko phone kar liya..huu na Mai Kitna smart!! (Smirky grin)
Prag: Jee Haan ..(wide smile).. bahut smart! Lekin sirf sirf kabhi kabhi...(walking around setting the decorations in her home)
Abhi: (sits on the bed with a question mark face) kabhi kabhi kyu?
Prag: number toh mil Gaya hai? Lekin timing Dekhiye.. abb Mai busy hun na, baatei kaise karenge?
Abhi: Oho.. (grins and lies down on the bed and rubs his chest) number mil gayi...toh ladki milney mei Kitni deir?
Prag: Chie! (Heard his laughter and shakes her head and hangs up)
Abhi holds the phone to his lips. And just as he is about to put the phone away..it rings..
Abhi: hello?
Prag: (whispers): abb jyaada deir nahi. Happy Diwali (hangs up)
Abhi: (growls and grunts) : aaaah! And flings himself round on to the bed with a huge grin