Waise everyone wants Vir to save Pirvi but I have this certain liking for girls who can kick ass when needed...just imagine if something goes on like this....
"Chaliye Virji aaj thoda ghoom aate hain...kitne dino se main kahin nahi gayi...aap chaliyega na..." Purvi said, turning her sulking face towards Vir hopefully.
"Haan free hi hoon abhi toh, chal...main gaadi nikalta hoon....kahan jayegi, ccd?" Vir said, smiling as if he was talking to a child.
It was early in the morning, and both had woken up early somehow, very early. The air was clean and cold and the weather beautiful.
"Cycle se chalte hain. Aur kya ccd vcd karte hain Virji, stall ke chai pi hai aapne subah waali ? Mast garam garam chai, thanda thanda mausam aur hum aur aap- mera matlab hai mazza ayega!"
"Thik hai par tanne cycle chalana aave hai? Manne na lagta..." He said Taunting her.
"Ji aapko toh yeh bhi lagta tha ki humko swimming nahi aati, yaad aaya...mandir...doobna..." She cackled.
"Haan haan thik hai, jo bhi ho, ek hi cycle pe jaana padega tanne mere saath, aise bhi cycle apni nahi Yogi ki utha rahe hain, doosri dono cycle kharab padi hai, chalna hai toh bol....warna main jaa raha kaam karne..."
"Koi option dijiyega nahi aur baat kariyega hamesha...chaliye- nahi nahi ek second- hume suit pehen lene dijiye, cycle par hum side kar ke thik se baith nahi paate, phisalta hai yeh lehenga"
"Phataphat karna, thik hai?"
"Ji Vir ji"
As both cycled along the road, taking in the fresh air and the green lonely surroundings and each others presence so close...
Screeecchhhhhh!
"Kya hua-" Pur started but was left staring...
A band of around 5 men had surrounded them suddenly, and two of them had hockey sticks.
"Kya hua mukhiji? mukhiyain? Aise kyun dekh rahe aap dono humlogo ko...Mukhiji hamare paas rukk ke kuch kagzaat sign kar de... phir milke chai pite hain sab..." The leader of the gang said, smiling so crookedly, and eyeing the beautiful mukhiyain that it made both Vir and Pur almost crack their knuckles.
Both got off from the cycle. It was no use. Both Purvir knew what papers that guy was talking about. Vir had told everything to Purvi. The papers were a sort of permission for engaging the company ,which Vir had co-founded with Pankaj- his old friend gone evil, in illegal dealings which would put the life of the workers in danger. It was necessary for Pankaj's gang to get the sign to lay off the hardworking workers and get the maximum profit and destroy all morals.
"Jo tu chahta hai na Pankaj, wo kabhi na hoga. Unn becharo ki Zindagi main barbaad na hone dunga...tu janta hai yo..."
"Arrey bhai sahab aap tunak kyun rahe hain, suniye toh.."
And suddenly someone attacked Vir from behind. Vir took hold of the other man's hand and twisted it, pushing him to the ground, while he kicked another approaching one. Somehow, all alone he took down two burly men, only one thought in his mind. His Baawri. As Vir managed to take him down, the fourth one hit Vir very hard on the head with a hockey stick.
Purvi screamed as blood oozed out of Vir's head, running to him. As she held him, she saw Pankaj smiling lazily at her. He hadn't moved a cm all the time, following everything with his oogling eyeballs. A sudden white hot rage rose in Purvi's chest. How dare these fellows touch her Vir ji. She had been frozen all the time but now was time for some more action.
"Mukhiji ko choro ladki, idhar aao, wo sab milega jo tum chahogi" Pankaj said in what was supposed to be a seductive tone, but was actually a raspy itchy voice.
"Sab kuch!? Mujhiji ko bhi chor do ge mere liye?" She asked, looking away from vir.
"Raani tumhare liye isko bhi chor dunga...jaane do isse, aa jao yahan"
She took off the dupatta that she had tied sideways, just holding the end in her hand.
As his focus came and went, Vir could just, just, make out what the convo was.
"Baawri na! Manne jo hoga so hoga tu yeh mat kar baawri! Mhaare baare mein soch, jee paunga key main yeh soch ke ki meri vajah se aisa kuch ho tere saath!" He said in gasps and breaths.
That man had hit him pretty hard, and slowly more blood was flowing.
As Purvi reached near enough to Pankaj, she slowly reached up and put her scarf around his neck. As he gargoyle type face started widening in a smile- Bam!
Purvi whipped around, pulling the dupatta, and along with it Pankaj, so hard that he crashed face forward on the road.
As the other man, who hit Vir and was the only conscious one apart from Pankaj, approached her, he received a kick in the gut and one tight punch under his jaw, cracking it. One backward sidekick hit Pankaj's stomach while she took up the hockey lying near by. One knock and Pankaj's shoulder went cracking and breaking, while her main anger at that bloody owl who had hit Vir was directed on him.
"Hamare Virji ko hamare hi saamne haath lagane ki himmat kaise hui tumhari!" She said, anger now coming off her in waves, as she slowly and menacingly paced near both pankaj and that owl, unknowingly calling Vir hers, not knowing what she was saying without filters, not thinking once that maybeVir was listening.
One side smack- the owl lay there, left arm and right leg broken, while Pankaj clutched his shoulder, looking at them like he couldn't hate them both enough.
She threw the hockey down loudly, going towards Vir.
"Baawri...baawri tu... itna accha ladti hai....manne na pata tha....bacha liya tu ne!" He said, trying to keep his eyes open, as Purvi pulled his red bloody head on her lap, her eyes all teared up and watery.
"Ji aapko toh yeh bhi lagta tha ki humko swimming nahi aati, yaad aaya...mandir...doobna..." She said, forcing a watery smile, trying to remind herself how their beautiful morning had started.
"Aap- aap hamare kandhe par haath rakhiye, aur uthiye dheere se ekdum..."
She helped him get up, and though she was slim and small, she was strong.
She helped Vir onto the cycle, making his hands go all around her from the back and around her stomach, his injured head supported on her shoulder, as she cycled till she saw another human. She quickly called an ambulance, and got Vir admitted.
Later that day in the hospital...
After all medications and bandaging were done, after the family went back home and only Purvi was there, beside an unconscious Vir, she broke down.
"Mujhe nahi pata yeh sab kya hua, par jab aapko chot lagi toh laga saans bhi nahi le payenge hum, agar aapko kuch ho jata...pata nahi kab aapko hosh aayega, par aise apa jab hume baawri na bulate chain udd jata h hamara...hume nahi oata yeh kya hai...par kuch toh jud gaya hai humara aapse....pata nahi Vir ji...bas uth jaiye ab...plij" she clutched his hand, sobbing and was shocked when she felt his fingers returning the pressure. She looked up and saw his eyes towards her soft and full of fondness.
"Tu ne aaj jo kiya na, wo shayad Sakshi bhi na kar paati, aur pata toh manne bhi na hai par kuch rishta toh mera bhi tujhse jud gaya hai....samjh rhi hai ke keh raha hoon main..."
As both of them sat, there, fingers interlaced, Purvi slipped her head on his shoulder, and he let her head support his chin, finding solace in each others mere presence.
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Bas aise hi aaya so wrote it down... bura ho toh maarne mat pls....
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