Neith's: Maiden OS on MayUr

'Ouch' cried Nupur, a cricket ball just hit her right beneath the collar-bone. 'Dekh kar nehi khel sakte tum log?' she screamed at the boys playing on the road-side field. Getting some 'sorry' expressions from those teen boys she went on with her journey to the college. Mayank left for college early in the morning as he had to do some library works. 'Bach gayi ki Mayank saath mein nehi hai' Nupur thought. 'Warna woh to surely koi tamasha khara kar dete. By God!'... Thankfully the bruise wasn't very serious, and it wasn't paining either. Nupur just hurried to college as she was getting late.

"Hi Nupur." Addressed Dia with a warm smile. Nupur smiled back with a similarly warm hi. But then, all at a once, Dia's smile just vanished, and what replaced was nothing but the famous, narrow-eyed, naughty expression of hers. "Wow babes, lagta hai tumhari din bahat achchhi kat rahe hai…. Aur shayad … raatein bhi". She finished with a smirk. "Matlab?" asked Nupur in her usual innocent tone. "Matlab… " Dia pointed to the bruise with her eyes. Nupur tried to follow her eyes but couldn't reach there. She ran to the washroom and discovered what she was smiling for. "Diaaaa, tum bhi na, mai college aa rahi thi, us waqt raste pe kuchh ladke cricket khel rahe the, to waha se ball aake lag gaye, bas. Tum jo soch rahe aisa kuchh nehi"- stated Nupur, blushing. "Ohho Nupur, tumhe mujhse kuchh chhupana bhi nahi chahiye aur mujhse jhut bhi bolna nahi chahiye… Main to tumhari sister hoon na! Ye sare bahana tum baki ladkiyo ki sawalo ke liye bacha kar rakho" saying this Dia left, smiling widely. Nupur examined the bruise closely. Dia was right in a sense. It Can be mistaken as something else. "Ab kya kare…" she wondered. "Waah Mrs. Sharma, itni si baat hi to hai- Bas apne dupatta zara khulkar pehenna, to chot chahe jaise bhi ho kisiko nazar nehi ayenge". And being satisfied with this simple solution Nupur went to attend the classes.

Mayank met her in the class and instantly asked," Nupur, kya baat hai, aise kiyu pehni apni dupatta?" "Wo Mayank…" Nupur couldn't finish as Shukla sir entered the class. The question was thus forgotten and the answer also got lost.

"Mayank, by God, class se bahar nikalne sse pehle hi tumne library ki taraf chal diye?" Nupur felt frustrated. "Nupur, finance ki notes?" Mayank answered in his typical stern voice. "Pleassse Mayank, maine to keh diya na tumse ki main aaj hi wo finance ki notes bana lungi, bas library mein baithne se pehle kuchh kha lete hai na chalo" she pleaded. Mayank didn't move. "Arrey mujhe bahat bhukh laga hai…, sachchi" pouted Nupur. "Thik hai Nupur, tum chalo, main ye files library mein rakh kar aata hoon" agreed Mayank, smilingly. He couldn't really help that face, the prettiest one in his eyes. Nupur was going to the canteen being all cheerful. But in midway she was stopped by some office-staff- "Nupur didi, koi aap se milna chahte hai, bahar intezaar kar raha hai aapka". "Mujhse? Kaun?" "Pata nehi, naam nehi bataya. Bas kaha ki Ahmedabad se aa rahe hai." Said the staff. "Ahmedabad se!? Ahmedabad se kaun aa sakta hai!" Nupur thought. "Thik hai, main jaake milta hoon." Suddenly, she remembered that Mayank would wait for her in the canteen. She then resumed her walk towards canteen, gave some instructions to Chinu, the canteen boy, and went out to see that Someone.

Mayank came back from library and had no vision of his wife in the canteen. "Ab ye Nupur phir se kaha chali gayi? By God, ek minute bhi kahi pe chupchap nehi baith sakti" he smiled to himself. He always does after saying the trademark 'By God' phrase. "Mayank baba, Nupur baby ko dhund rahe ho?" Chinu yelled from the canteen counter. "Haan Chinu, tumne dekha kiya use?" "Haan, abhi abhi bahar gayi hai, kisise milne." "Bahar!? Kisse!?" "Wo to nehi bataya." Chinu got back to his chores. Mayank felt a little restless. "Is waqt kisse milne gaya?" He then got up to look for her.

Mayank came out of the college building. His eyes were already looking for the Cerise-colored dupatta. "Cerise!" he straight away remembered the sweet little tiff they had some days ago for naming the color. "Mayank dekho to ye naya dress kaisa hai?" asked an ecstatic Nupur. Mayank replied with a slight smile that the design was cool but the color of the dupatta wasn't that much happening. "Kiyu?! Magenta color tumhe achchha nehi lagta? Oh sorry, tumhe to white or black ki alawa aur sare colors not-so-happening lagte hai." She threw the dupatta on his lap and was about to leave. But Mayank grabbed her by the wrist, "Bad try Nupur. Aur waise bhi, ye magenta nehi hai. Magenta thoda aur purplish hota hai." Mayank winked after circumventing her attempt to get angry on him. "Ye magenta nehi hai toh kiya green hai!?" Nupur rolled her eyes. "Wo to mujhe nehi pata biwiji, tumne kharida, tum hi ko pata hona chahiye ki is color ka naam kiya hai." Mayank said lovingly. "Tum jaise gyani baba ko nehi malum toh mai to thehri bas Morena ki Nupur.." "… Bhushan Sharma.", finished Mayank with a soft peck on each of her cheeks for each of her titles. The next evening while bringing the tea-tray Nupur started with a serious tone, "Mayank, mujhe tumse kuchh batana hai." Mayank was tricked with her seemingly distressed face, "kya baat hai Nupur? Is everything okay?" The anxiety was clear all over his visage. "Nehi, wo… kaise bataun tumhe…" she was biting her lower lip. "Bolona Nupur kya hua?" Mayank shook her grabbing her shoulders. "Uss color ka asli naam hai Cerise." A smile was creeping on her lips, and it burst out in a loud laughter. "By God Mayank, bas tumhara ye expression dekhne ke liye main pure ek ghanta library mein colors ke shades par research kiya." Nupur couldn't stop laughing. "lagta hai mera mehnat kam aa gaya". Nupur rolled on the sofa clutching her stomach, laughing. "Tum library kab gaye the?" Mayank was shocked. "Jab tum Princi ko uski office mein help kar rahe the." She answered catching her breath. Mayank didn't know what to do. He felt blissful. He felt thanking Destiny for bringing her in his somewhat black-and-white life. His Nupur, who is always busy in finding a reason not to study, spent a whole hour studying in the library only to shock him with this sweet little surprise. "Achchha, Cerise?! Cool naam hai, nehi?" asked Mayank cornering her on the sofa. She knew this tone of his very well. "Nehi Mayank, ruko…"

"Nupur jiiiiiii" exclaimed Chironji with joy. "Arrey Chiru ji, aap!? Tab hi to mai boloon Ahmedabad se kaun aaya hai mujhse milne." "Haan Nupur ji, main ek kaam ke liye Mumbai aya tha, socha aap se mil kar aur maafi mang kar hi wapas jaoon. Kiyu, achchha kiya na?" Chironji gave his shy smile. "Bahat achchha kiya... par maafi??" Nupur replied with a warm smile and a questioning look. "Haan Nupur jee, lekin baate shuru karne se pehle mujhe aap ko kuchh dena hai…", he took out a bunch of roses of various colors. "Aap jaisi haseena ke liye duniya ke sabse khubsurat phlowers… ", saying this he offered the flowers to Mrs. Nupur Bhushan Sharma.

Before Nupur could say anything she spotted Mayank right beside them. His hands were crossed over his chest. And his face had that rough killing look, literally. Chironji's eyes followed hers and found out the sculpture of iron beside him.

C: Arrey ji, aap yaha bhi aa gaye?!

M: Haan, kiyu, Nupur se akele mein milna tha?

C: Haan, nehi... akks kews me, Nupur ji, lijiye na, aapko ye phool pasand nehi aaye ji?

M: Nehiiii.

C: ho ji, mujhe pata hai ki aapko phoolo se allergy hai, lekin maine to aapne Nupur ji se poochha hai. Hai na Nupur jee?

Mayank was just about to punch him on the face but Nupur interfered, "Chiru ji, ooops, Chironji ji aap aab yaha se jaayien. Aapse milkar achchha laga". Mayank frowned at her at once. Reading her husband's facial expressions Nupur said to Chiru, "Mera matlab hai aap please yaha se chale jaayien. Wo kiya hai na ki, aise college mein ajnabeeo ko aana allowed nehi hai. Thik hai? Jaldi jaiye, warna securities aa ke apko nikal denge… h-h-hum chalte hai. Namaste. " Nupur had to drag her fuming husband from there to end the battle in the nip.

"Mayank kiya ho gaya hai tumhein?" said Nupur after reaching a safe distance. "Itna gussa kiyu ho rahe ho?" "Achchha, ab mera gussa bematlab hai?" shouted Mayank. "Wo Chiru ki bachche mere samne tumhe phool de rahe the, Aapni Nupur bula rahe the aur mujhe to chupchap dekhna chahiye tha, right? Sorry, agar tumhe uske liye bura lag raha hai to - I'm sorry. Tumhe jo sochna hai socho, jo kehna hai kaho, par main use aj nehi chhorne wala." Mayank started running towards the college ground leaving her bewildered. He needed to teach this guy a lesson. Nupur sighed. Who else knew his anger better than her? Barely anything can stop him at such situations.

"Nikal gaya saala", hissed Mayank. Chironji had already left hearing Nupur's warning. Nupur too came there back, running. Throwing a heated look at her Mayank only uttered, "ghar chalo."

Mayank was really angry with Nupur. Just for her he couldn't show Chiruji his right place! "Mayank, ab bas bhi karo na, itna gussa sehat ki liye achchha nehi hai" Nupur started softly. "Achchha, to kiya achchha hai, chiruji jo bouquet laye the tumhaare liye woh??" Mayank seethed. "Ek shaadi shuda ladki ko uski pati ki saamne phool… "… "par Mayank" Nupur said stopping him, "use thodi pata tha ki humaari shaadi ho chuki hai!". "Kya!?" Mayank glared again. "Haan, mujhe use batane ka mauka kaha mila? Aur waise bhi, use to shayad ye bhi pata nehi laga ki mai shadi-shuda hoon." Mayank felt a little better. "Kiyu? Use tumhaari sindoor ya mangalsutra nazar nehi aaye?" He hasn't completely cooled down yet. "Are kaise nazar ayega? Dekho, mere sindoor mere baalo ke peechhe chhup jaate hai aur aj jaise maine dupatta pehni thi mere mangalsutra bhi to nehi dikh raaha tha." Nupur explained in details. Her look of the day instantly flashed before his eyes. Yes, she was right. Any stranger would mistake her as an unmarried, college-going youngster. At least for that day. Mayank calmed down in a moment. It wasn't entirely Chironji's fault then. "Wahi to main tumse pooch raha tha class mein, ki is tarah se dupatta kiyu pehna tha?" Mayank was curious. "Wo, wo, Dia ne… wo mujhe tease kar raha tha isi liye." Nupur felt awkward. It hadn't been a week even since they started their journey as husband-wife, well, in a real sense. "Dia? Tumhe tease kar raha tha? Par kiyu?" Mayank was in total darkness. "Wo, umm, wo, tum nehi samjhoge- hai kuchh, girls' talk." Nupur just wanted to finish the matter. Mayank wasn't satisfied with the answer. Neither was he sure that if he should ask her further about something like 'girls' talk'. But her blushing face provoked him, "aur girls' talk ke saath dupatta pehnne ki style ka kiya sambandh??" "Tum bhi na Mayank, kitna sawal karte ho…" she was already blushing hard. Mayank always loved to see her blush, discomfited. He couldn't really resist himself from pushing her further. "Agar koi mere biwi ko chher rahe the to mera saawal karna to banta hai na?" He tried to keep his face straight. Nupur knew he wouldn't let her go. He just looked like a stubbornly probing kid. "Wo, wo, mai college ja rahe the… to wo chot lag gayi… wo dekh kar Dia ko laga ki… " "Chot? Kaha? Kaise? Nupur, subeh college jaate waqt tumhe chot laga tha aur tumne mujhe abhi tak nehi bataya!?" He sounded anxious and shocked. "Dikhao mujhe." Nupur slightly removed the collar of her night gown. It wasn't that much visible by that time, except a light-red mark on her skin. Mayank scrutinized it and then Nupur told him how the ball hit her. "Thank God, ball zyaada zor se hit nehi kiya tumhe. Nehi to…" Maynank sighed, relieved. "Par Dia kiyu chher rahi thi tumhe??" He wasn't yet getting it. "Uhmm… kiyu ki… use lag rahe the ki… " Nupur looked at his eyes for a second. She loved his eyes, to the core. Right now, they looked innocent but curious. "….Usse laga ... ki ye chot… wo… tum… tumhaare kiye karaya hai." She felt her cheeks were burning as she stammered. "Mera? Mai kiyu tumhe chot… " Suddenly everything became clear to him. Even he blushed for a moment. And then, he just felt glad because Nupur did the right job. It looked nothing less than a love-bite. He couldn't hide his smile. "Achchhaaa! Tab hi to main sochoon, ki mere Mrs. Sharma itna kiyu Sharma rahi hai!" Nupur narrowed her eyes with fake anger but before she could say something Mayank planted a passionate kiss right on that bruise. What more could she say after that? What more was left to say?

That's all for now. 😃 Did you like Chiru ji back? I liked him very much at that time of the Ahmedabad trip... so thought of bringing him back and make Mayank jealous once again... 😆

I hope you all will like it. Even if you don't, please let me know.😳 It will help me better my writing. 😊

Thanks.

-Neith.