Expanded prediction!
This is the terrace waala scene as per the request….
Anjali is on night duty and Riddhima is sleeping in her room…. In the evening because everyone had landed at hotel Paradiso they couldn't spend too much time togther…. But there is still like one hour of her birthday left. Armaan is restless in his room as he thinks of how the day would be wasted if he didn't spend some time with her…. He had to get to come up… Armaan calls up Anjali….
An: Hello Armaan? whats up? Iss waqt kaise ?
A: wo Anjali…. Aaj mujhe na piano play karne ka bahut mann kar raha hai…. Aur tumhaare ghar pe suna hai there is a piano….
An: Armaan is waqt? I mean… raat ke 11 baje hai… I am sure the entire family is sleeping….
A: Haan, but I promise main darwaaza band kar ke bajaunga…
An: okayyyy….. but…. Fine…. The piano is in the room, on the terrace…. Chabiya… hmmm…
A: (in his mind: mere haathon main hain…. Heheheh) …mmmm main dhoond loonga Anjy….
Armaan already had opened the room earlier in the evening after procuring the keys…. He had done up the room nicely set for Riddhima's birthday….. now he had made sure that Anjali knew he was on the terrace….
A: hmmm… ek kaam toh ho gaya…. Ab most important kaam…..
In ten minutes he calls Anjali again…. Anjy wo chaabi bahar hi darwaaze pe reh gayi thi… main andar aake phas gaya hoon…. The door is locked from outside… come and open the door…..
An: Armaan… I am on duty… ek minute main kuch karti hoon… lets see.. ill tell Ridz….
A: Nahi Anjy, tum jaanti ho na… she hates me and I hate her…. I will rot in this room… shit, ( now pretending: yahan kitni garmi hai….. I am getting suffocated) uhh… nahi Anjy, main theek hoon….
An: don be silly Armaan… let me tell her…
A: agar use pata chalega toh she will never open the door for me, wo bhi yehi chaahegi key eh darewaaza band rahe….
An: Armaan don't worry okay…. Main kuch karti hoon okay… main Ridz ko nahi bataungi ( Armaan says ( mann mein): Bulls eye! On target) … ke tum andar ho…. Okay… tum deep breaths lo aur… sirf paanch minute aur… take care….
Riddhima is lying on her bed and thinking…. " ye Armaan kahan gayab ho gaya… aaj di bhi nahi hai aur main use mil sakti hoon.. aur wo hai ke….
And her phone starts ringing….
R: Armaan hi hoga… ( she looks at the phone and is disappointed )… Oh Di…. Hi di… ji boliye… iss waqt chat pe? Kya? Aapka waist coat? Sukhane? Lekin iss waqt? Di… kal subah bhi toh…. Lekin di… okay fine… main abhi laati hoon… Piano room na….. fine…. Bye di….
She hangs up…
R: waist coat? Yeh di ko aaj kya ho gaya….. chalo chalte hai….
She walks upto to the terrace…
R: ye dib hi na…. chaabi yehi pe hai…. Uff… she opens the door and stands there in shock….
The room is fully lit with candles… and the room smells of her favorite perfume… at the centre of the room there is a small basketball cake with a small heart in between and it has a candles all around it….
As she walks in glitters fall all over her head….
R: Oh! To yeh surprise tha….. Di? Atul? Rahul? Muskaan? Nikita?
Armaan comes and hugs her from behind….. " Huh…. Sabka naam liya par mera nahi" So saying he pushes her away and he himself goes to a corner sulking……
Riddhima looks at him feeling bad that she didn't guess it was his surprise…. " Armaan main wo……."
A: rehne do Riddhima…..
R: Armaan kyunki di ne call kiya mujhe laga ki…. Armaan I am really sorry ( she holds her ears first and then takes his hand into hers…..)
He pulls it away and walks to the other side of the room….
R: Kya baat hai Dr.Armaan…. ye sab kuch aapne kiya hai… waah… yeh candles… ye windchimes…. Ye heart shaped balloons…… (she walks towards him once more…… this time he is less angry… and starts smiling) yeh sab kuch mere liye? Isse khoobsoorat birthday toh maine aaj tak nahi manaya…. Sacchi Armaan….
A: what ever….
R: aur ye music…. Ye cake…. Wo bhi basket waala… wo bhi heart pe…
Armaan now smiles but again straigtens his face…
R: Kya waqt aa gaya hai… mere birthday ko khatam hone main sirf 15 minute baaki aur…. Aap hai ke…. Theek hai…. Thanks iss sab ke liye…. Main jaa rahi hoon…
She turns to go….
He holds her hand…. " Riddhima"
At the background….a soft romantic number plays and he pulls her close to himself leading her into a dance… she hugs him……whispering in his ear…. " I love you Armaan"
He tightens his hug around her, kissing her softly….. first on the neck and then on the face and then turns to her lips and just when she thinks he will be kiss her on the lips, she doesn't say anything this time…. But instead of going ahead with the kiss he says " Basket… cake kaate"
She is taken aback... " huh"
He smiles at her mischieviously……
She is so lost in the moment that it takes her a second to come back to her senses….. " Haan…. Cake…."
She cuts the cake and feeds him….. he takes the same from her hands and feeds her… a little gets stuck on the tip of his nose… he eats it off the nose… and she blushes….. anticipating he would kiss her she gets ready once more… " don't worry- birthday ke din tang nahi karoonga… he kisses her on her forehead……"
Armaan's phone rings…. " Haan Anjali, darwaaza khul gaya…. Riddhima is so sweet…."(hugging her sideways… playing with her hair with one hand as she tries to push him away)….. kya? Tum bhi waapas aa gayi……nahi… main apne kamre main hoon…
They hear the sound of the horn…. And they lock the door in a haste and Ridhima goes back to her room and Armaan to his!
Riddhima sends Armaan an sms…… " thanks armaan-for everything"
Reply comes back : " I love you too Basket"
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