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I am new here and have been loving the vibe. I like to write and so here i am noting down a one shot for this unique couple.
Hope you guys will like it.
ONE SHOT : ONE OF A KIND
It had been a closer to five months that Raghav and Pallavi had been married. Their equation and the cause of marriage wasn't something that had been secretive to anyone since they never left any stone unturned to make each other's life a living hell at all times yet livable.
But they do had thier limits on pissing each other off. Raghav's limit was to never touch her family or dignity ever again like he had done in the past and Pallavi's limit was to not ruin the businessman image he had created with hardwork and passion.
It was one fine evening when Raghav was invited to a business party hosted by one of his rivals, it wasn't the invitation that was bothering him but the name on it. FOR MR AND MRS RAO. He sighed at the possibility of them screwing up their perfect couple facade infront of everyone. The party until now had turned out to be as boring as it could be and Pallavi had successfully avoided him or any banter that can screw them up.
No matter how much anger or bitterness was between them, he couldn't help but adore this beautiful women standing in a red saree infront of him interacting with the other females. His heart skipped a beat like it did everyday when he watches her first thing in the morning. He hadn't confessed it yet but yes he had started falling for her, all of him was falling for all of her. Her bickering, her eyes, her innocence, her mischief, everything. Farhad even talked him out to confess but he was adamant that it was just a stupid attraction between them since she was a pretty women.
Pallavi glanced at the man decked in a crisp suit standing right across her with the business delegates. She has now started to understand the real him and couldn't help but to fall in the ocean of love for him. She had never even imagined to ever have this red, preferably the color of love in her life ever again after Mandaar but here she was getting ready for him , trying not to screw his reputation up.
Raghav clenched his fist everytime any of the delegates talked about how beautiful his wife was, well not because they were conplimenting her but because it means that they had been eyeing her, fro head to toe and the thought cracked open a possessive side of him. Farhad sensed his Anna's dilemma and whispered to him, "Relax Anna, aap fiqar mat karo main vahini par nazar rakhunga. Inn main se koi unke aas paas bhi nahin bhatkega."
Raghav gave his best friend a slight smile and turned to look at his women again but she was no where to be found. As if she just vanished into thin air.
"yeh saree ka dukaan kidhar gaya.." his eyes searched every corner but still no signs of her.
"Anna aap ruko main dekhta hoon." farhad went in search for her while Raghav excused himself dialling her number which came out to be unavailable just like her.
Pallavi was getting bored so she came towards the drink section when a man approached her.
"Aap Mrs. Pallavi Rao hain na?" he asked.
"Badkismati se han." she spoke under her breath nodding at him with a smile.
"Aap kaafi beautiful hai. Mr Rao is a very lucky man." he complimented her.
"Thank you. Waise kya aap Raghav ke saath kaam karte hain?" she asked.
"Nahin Nahin but main definitely kaam karna chahta hoon." he answered stopping a waiter that was passing by. Picking up two drinks he handed her a glass to drink.
'No thank you actually i don't drink." Pallavi refused.
"Are stress mat lijiye yeh bas simple orange juice hai." he extended her a glass which Pallavi reluctantly took.
Raghav had been looking for his wife for the past 10 minutes but still no sign of her. Now his patience level had cornered the fear to one side and he mentally scolded himself to have left her alone in this big party filled with useless nasty men. He was walking past the terrace area when he saw a figure sitting on the bench drinking some juice. he hastly ran to her happy to have finally found her.
"Saree ka dukaan tum kidhar chala gaya tha. Aise party se meko bina bataye gayab man hona. Ardhamainda?" he pulled her up only to find her swinging.
"Tumne piya hai kya?" he asked her trying to decipher her expressions.
"Nahin toh. Main tuhari tarah nashedi thori hoon. Ardhamainda?" Pallavi asked smiling wierdly.
"Tumne pakka kuch piya hai. Kya tha?" he asked trying to keep her steady.
"Wahi jo ek shareef ladki peeti hai. Orange Juice ya shayad Mango tha." Pallavi replied being confused about the flavour of the juice.
It did not take a second for Raghav to realise that her drink was spiked. he cursed the man who did so and his intentions but glad that he found her before anything could happen to her.
"Hum abhi ghar jaa raha hai. chalo." he pulled her towards the exit but she was stiff.
"Nahin." she shouted at which farhad came running.
"Anna." he looked at the swinging figure infront of him.
"farhad tum driver ko bolo gaadi nikale. Main is saree ka dukaan ko lekar aata hai." he pulled her towards him
"Are. Farhad aapko pata hai idhar toh ek ghamandi Rao ko sambhalna mushkil hai aur aap to 3-3 le aaye." she frowned.
"vahini aap." Farhad came forward to help her.
"Farhad gaadi." Raghav ordered in a stiff tone enloping her in his arms and carrying her out.
He made her comfortable beside him at the back of his car while farhad sat in the front. Pallavi was making it difficult for him to survive with the nonstop talking and the way she helf his arms and his shirt. Damn this women is surely the death of him.
It wasn't easy to farhad too. Pallavi kept calling his boss wierd names and it was soo difficult to keep a straight face and stiffle his laugh while his boss glared him, challenging him to burst open.
"Anna meri kya galti." he gave his boss a helpless look.
"Tumko bada maza aa raha hai na. Aur tum saree ka dukaan mera dimaag nako kharaab karo." he scolded the devar-bhabhi duo.
Pallavi made a pout poking his chest, "Kya yaar Ghamandi rao kabhi toh hasa karo. Jab dekho muh phulakar Ardhamainda Ardhamainda karte rehte ho."
"dekho-"
"Tum dekho Ghamandi Rao apni shakal aaine main, bechara koi bachcha bhi darr jaye." she gave him a dissappointed look. Not waiting for his reply she turned her focus to Farhad.
"Farhad bhau aap hi batao aapke Anna aakhri baar kab hasse the?" she asked his best friend.
"Vahini Anna haste toh hai bas thora kam."
"Aap toh best friend ho support toh karoge hi." she shook her head leaning her head on his shoulder. The proximity was killing Raghav and the smell of strawberries from her hair was driving him insane.
'Waise achcha hai ki hamara shaadi aise akele akele bina kisi grand celebration ke hui." she spoke out of nowhere.
"Achcha aur aisa kyun daree ka dukaan?" he asked raising his brows pulling her closer.
"Iss wajah se. Aap sab hi batao matlab kaisa lagta aapko ki aapke ghar card aata hi ' You are cordially invited to the auspicious wedding of GHAMANDI RAO wed SAREE KA DUKAAN.' Dhatt yeh bhi koi naam hote hai." she shook her head.
Raghav smiled at her complaint which didn't go unnoticed by farhad and he sent a silent thank you to Allah for getting Pallavi in her Anna's life.
"Aur tum-" Raghav started to speak only to be stopped by his Saree ka dukaan, turning his head he saw that they were already back home.
"kitna bolte ho tum raghav dekho ghar bhi aa gaya." Pallavi taunted getting out of the car.
Raghav ran to suport her and picked her back in his arms. He and farhad got back inside the house with a half slept Pallavi.
"Anna aap vahini ko room main lekar jao tab tak main pata karta hoon ki yeh juice unhe kisne diya tha." Farhad suggested.
"hmm theek hai. Par mujhe batana ki yeh saree ka dukaan ka drink spike kiya kisne tha." Raghav replied being confused.
"Aur tumhe laga maine woh pii bhi liya." came a voice from the sleeping Pallavi who was actually awake as she peeped one eye open smiling at the duo climbing down raghav's grip.
"Vahini." Farhad asked being shocked.
"Business ke kuch rules tumne mujhe sikhaye the na aaj ladki hone ka ek rule main tumhe sikhati hoon. Kabhi bhi kisi anjaan aadmi se koi drink nahin lena. Ardhamainda." she smirked at the baffled expression both men were giving her.
"waise mujhe toh bahut bhookh lagi hai. wahan kuch kha hi nhin paai. farhad aap poha khayenge?" Pallavi asked as she made her way to the kitchen with farhad leaving a baffled Raghav behind.
She loved playing with him, extracting emotions he never knew he was capable of. From being scared to loose her tonight to fallng for her even more by her talks, she damn was one of a kind.
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