❤️ x ----- x ❤️ x ----- x ❤️ x ----- x ❤️ x ----- x ❤️ x ----- x ❤️ x ----- x ❤️
PriDa SS: Entwined part 11 Dhoom Dhadaka
❤️ x ----- x ❤️ x ----- x ❤️ x ----- x ❤️ x ----- x ❤️ x ----- x ❤️ x ----- x ❤️
~~~ Golmaal hai bhai sab Golmaal hai ~~~
da ringtone rang loudly in da room breaking da otherwise silence
dat had fallen in da room wen Tarit had noticed Ila Naani in da room.
And NO !! Sunil Shetty wasna hearing dis tune on da set of HeraPheri 3 !!
Tarit was quickly cancelling Random Ideas of explanation to Nani,
dat wer hitting his brainwaa faster den Tsunami on Bkk shore !!
dat wer threatening to dubofy his future faster den Uday Chopra's bleak non-existent career
So da timely ringtone was a godsend break of distraction.
Saved by da bell !! He looked at Mausijee to see if it was her cell dat did da honours.
Mausijee was still staring at Dharini. She swayed on her heels slightly. Jus HOW was she gonna explain dis to Rosh.
Dharini was playing da Bachchan bahu to da core. But kabhi Sr kabhi Jr. After staring at Tarit for a second longer den socially acceptable, she turned her gaze to Da serene lady in da room, da one standing calmly in disposition, da one who had da entire map of NaughtyVille stamped in her twinkling eyes, yuP da one n wonly one whom her statue'd boss had called Nani.
Ila looked down at her cell display exclaiming animatedly, proving once and for all, Jus WER Rosh got her OTT genes from. "
Oh i haveto take dis call. Bachchaparty pliz excuse me" n she walked outta da bedroom wid flair.
Mausijee looked at Ila's retreating bk den at Dharini on da bed den at Tarit standing like a statue den bk at da entrance "
I am gonna pretend da last 15 min didna happen" threw her neck in da air n glided outta da room like Justin Bieber on skates.
~~~ Tick Tock Tick Tock Tick Tock ~~~
Da clock echoed its minute route in da silence.
"
Madamjee muhurat shot ho gaya hai !! Mirchi Nimboo fenk diye gaye hai. Ab uthke kapde pehen lo warna iss nazare ke baad, Naani aur Mausijee neeche wedding Invites ke design plan kar rahi nazar aayengi !! Aur tum bathroom me choop nahi sakti thi ?? Din dahade mooh uthaaye baithi ho bed pe " Tarit barked viciously, last nites memory of da slipped name poisoning his mind. He knew wot had happened last nite...
"
Tumhari problemo kya hai. Kabhi khushi kabhi ghum?? Ek pal khushi ka pitara to ek pal ghum ka tokraa. Soyi huyi thi me. Nyquill ke do-do strong dose leke. Last i remember i was on water staring at da sky. And i woke up to sumone pulling da comforter off me in one swish. BTW how did i come here and jus why am i here !! Kahi tumne Ram ki Ganga maili karne ki Naa-kamyaab koshish to nahi ki na ??" Dharini retorted bak angrily. "Waise tumhe dekh ke lagta nahi tum kuch kar sakte ho..." she left her words hanging. How dare he. She was Tooned last nite wid Nyquill... Wot was HIS reason !!
Tarit stared at her for whole of 3 seconds, "
Dharini dun tempt me----" suddenly he paused "
Wait-a-min !! Are u saying---- Nyquill ?? Double Dose ?? Tumhe kuch yaad nahi ?? Kuch bhi ??""
Kuch hua kya yaad karne laayak, shud i scream ur name in idol worship ??" Dharini asked innocently, pouting her lips in da process.
"
Leave da Sarcy hints aside for da nite Dharini", Tarit warned,
"Now get out of this bed, or Trust Me, I will make yaa scream mah name for a very different reason." He didna watch her blush, for Suddenly, Tarit had a splitting headache. Sumfink flashed at da bk of his mind. Sumone uttered,
"kuch yaad karne jaisa karoge to kahu. Tum to apni Teen ki Shakti sabha me mastram raha karte the na" followed by a laugh dat cud melt mountains but he cudna place da voice.
Tarit skratched his forehead in konphusion, looked over at da bed, "
Damini..."
"
Dha-Rini !! N i get it... U dun have to pretend amnesia. I m leaving" Dharini pushed herself off da bed, "
and i m borrowing dis" wrapping da long white bedsheet around her, she walked outta da room, da sheet trailing behind her all da way leaving Tarit alone standing, left hand on hip, right hand still skratching his forehead, wondering... Damini who?? Wots happening to me...
Da bus stopped finally, letting out a strong wiff of gasoline.
Sharan jumped off da last board n landed in a whiff of dust.
Every single bone in his body had been excersised due to da horrible routes da transport vehicle had taken !! N to top it all, Ponytailed-Toddler here was apparently getting off at da SAME spot. Hope he didna have to deal wid HER anymore !! Der wer Other Farms around Saxena property, aint der?? Her luggage was thrown from da roof n landed in a dusty swirl at his feet, making him cough.
Goldie thot of jumping too, jus to blow up more dust in HIS face.
Den she eyed da 4 inch high, newly purchased zippered shoes she was wearing.
Pitying her own ankles, she held onto da loose railing n touched one shoe on da ground tenderly. Offcourse on cue, a TingTing sound tinkled n da bus started moving "
aaa------"
Da fall was imminient !! And hence she toppled,
"------aaa"Goldie closed her eyes screaming,
"Rowdy... Pokiri... If only------" aing da ground was soft here?? And perfumed... Sniff sniff... Bvlgari?? Davidoff?? Nay clearly Bvlgari !! Peeking one eye open, she looked into da frowning eyes of Sharan Saxena.
"AHA !! Now ?? Now u are touching me !! I knew it all da way. Clearly it was to annoy me?? I told you dun touch me. U ...U doucebag" Goldie eyes wer sparkling and throwing darts across.
~~~ Thadummm !! ~~~ ,
"Ouch"Da next moment, Goldie's pichwada was kissing da dusty road and Sharan was walking through da Farmhouse Gates on a long stretch of road leaving a shocked Goldie rubbing her bottom.
Needless to say, Dat gave her da most delicious view of HIS jean clad... She groaned.
It was only when his footsteps faltered, dat she realized she had been loud.
Luckily he didna turn around, and Goldie stared a tad longer den her mind wud have allowed if she was Sane... ER !!
His white *Jus Did It* emblem-ed T-shirt was stretched across his broad shoulders, and tapered into da black levis which hung low on his hips and fitted snugly over the contours it protected.
Goldie licked her lips, he wud look amanzigular posing. Preferably in a private session. For her !! Couch be damned, even da space utilised by *4* shoes wud do !! Well... Goldie ran her gaze down da two strong pillars encased in denim. He looked strong enuff to lift her... Even *2* shoes space wud do... Common, Reel it in Goldie... like Now !! She warned her mind !!
She tried standing n let out a loud scream, stopping his stride " wot now" Sharan asked, turning jus his face to look bak.
"
Ankle... Dodo... Mah ankle is twisted, i canna walk." she opened her purse n pulled out da shooting location address. YuP she was at da right spot.
~~ PriDa ~~ da artistically painted property sign on da gate confirmed it.
"
Look i know u dun like me, but if u help me, i will get outta ur hair faster den u want. I m in no position to walk AND if u leave me alone here, i will call any n everyone AND shout loudly AND tell anyone who stops, dat Sharan Saxena is inhuman AND evil AND wont help a *Damsel In Distress" . So pliz save yourself... Errr is it working on yaa or shud i continue??" Goldie stopped to see if she cud break his resolution or two... Den started again, "
I dun wanna die alone here AND i dun even have a boyfriend AND I havena seen da world--------"Before she cud start her fav gramaphone record of whines, Sharan had placed her luggage in her hand, n swooped her up in his arms.
"I m not turning coolie today. Dis is One LAST help. Keep ur mouth shut. One word n i will drop u along wid ur luggage. Not a word mind you." "
But-----" Goldie started asking him if he knew da owners of ~~ PriDa~~.
"-
-- Not a word Champakali" he warned again shutting her up.
Champakali eh !! Wait till i get on location fir dikhati hu tumhe Champaklaal !! Goldie was already plotting her next attack. Perharps a kickad by her heel accidently in da nearby regions...
Goldie started humming a new song looking at her beautifully landscaped surroundings as Sharan carried her towards HIS farmhouse. Wer Unknown to him Naani was waiting for Tarit to explain, WHY his beautiful secratary was found in his bed...
"Haa Mr Khanna, yuP. I am on da property. Jus came in an hr ago. Are you all settled in?? I am so looking forward to meeting you. I have been following your programme for quite some time and was glad you choose our farm for da shoot, well see you soon too. If you need anyfink, dun hesitate to call. Ishvar from our side will be in touch wid you. Good-Day Mr Khanna" Ila hung up n looked at mausijee approaching. "
Arre, aao... shooting crew is here. ishvar se kehnaa mujhe aake mil le. Kuch kaam hai. Tarit...??""Ila ye aajkal ke bachche... Chorra aa ria hai... Achchi khabar leti hu uski ab... Avni beti kya sochegi pata chala to... Achcha hai Sharan ladkiyon ke maamle me 20 ft ki durii rakhta hai... Rosh to tandav karegi soch ke bhi , ki koi ladki bina permission ke uske laadle bete ki taraf dekh rahi hai" mausijee added wid shudder.
Ila stood watching mausijee settle into da leather chair waiting for Tarit to come down. Wot came down... was a white sheet clad very bery angry woman. "
Beta sab thik to hai na... Kya hua... Aur tum ye chaddar odhe kaha chali----" Ila asked outta concern.
"
--- Ila ye Dharini hai... Tarit ki secretary. Neeche basement me iska kamra lagaya gaya hai. Iss hafte thodi help chahiye thi to Sameer bete ne in donon ko yaha bheja hai, sahayta karne..." mausijee stood up to explain.
Dharini smilied n wished a silent apologetic "
Namaste" holding onto da slipping sheet she was lapetofied in. Before anyone cud say anyfink, Tarit was heard coming down da stairs calling out, "
Dharini... dharini waitup... Kisiko kuch pata nahi chalna hai... sun rahi ho naa... Samajh rahi ho na meri baat... Dharini----" he stopped midsentence taking in da 3 faces staring at him once again dat day, "
-----Jeez... Not again... Naani... Dis is so not da way it is..."
"Sharan, ab tuu hi ek chiraag hai is ghar ki laaj rakhnewala." mausijee spoke out loud looking at da ceiling.
Pause here for a min. Now look at da 2 corner walls of da room u r relaxing reading dis Saga, Now raise ur gaze to da ceiling in a straight line up. Der. Stop. Technically u r watching da ceiling at a diagonal angle. Now fink about ur worst enemy n scrunch ur face. DER hold dat pose. dats how mausijee's face looked wen she next uttered, "
Is mooye ne to 10 ungliyaan ghee me dubo rakhi hai. Haiii ab me kis mooh se Avni ko bataungi... Iss ghar me kya kya ho raha hai raat ke andhere me" yuP mausijee ke andar Kaanta-Ben ki aatma, Sheila ki jawani pe theerakne ke liye jawaan ho rahi thi. Munni badnaam ho rahi thi. Jalebi bai gol gol ghum rahi thi aur Shalu... well Shalu ka kuch nahi ho sakta.. wo to sirf aadhi chaddi pehenke phool rahi thi... maybe she was missing her Jungle-Lost distant cousin... Mowgli
Dharini looked down at her peeping toes slightly embarrased, Wottt !! dun u be judging her !! she hadna done anyfink wrong. It was all a major misunderstanding dat cud be cleared if only da blabbering DooFoo kept quite. Den she looked up n beyond da open door of da huge farmhouse n squinted her eyes, Who was dis cartoon character approaching now??
Picture dis :
Mausijee looking at Tarit in anger
Naani looking at Mausijee in sympathy silently mouthing "
Its oka"Dharini looking outside da door at sumone approaching in amazement
Tarit looking at Dharini... Den his gaze followed hers outside da wide doors
Uh-Huh !! Nooo nooo not now, da timing stinks. Mausijee was gonna faint... Coz her self claimed innocent Saxena Chiraag, Shri Varunputra, Betashree Sharan Saxena was walking towards dem wid a colourful bundle-de-Female in his arms. Whose 4 inch heels wer swinging to n fro near da family jewels in sum outta space tune. Kisine dil ko *PanKture* kia to koi kahi ore *PunCture* karne ki koshish me tha...
All hell was gonna break loose, as Tarit in his mind, cud see OTT Rosh running in slow motion towards her car to save her *Innocent* son from da klutches of Kekta-Mai-Show influenced Maybe-Tobe-Future-Saxena-Daughter-In-Law !!
Sharan had stopped mid-way. Standing legs apart, bundle in hand, his eyes wer closed, as iff he was reeling in a very painful thot...
Not realising Ila had jus seen wot Tarit n Damini had been staring at.
Nor did de hear ila's silent thots, "Double Wedding Anyone ??"
Ila's hand wer itching to dial a certain Ishvar to inform him,
Come to da Farmhouse ASAP to help *Chaitanya*
Mr Chaitanya Khanna, da popular Host to be precise !!
Pre-Cap for Upcoming Updates
Wots dis poking outta ur jeans ?? Goldie suddenly yelled.
Sharan knew DIS was a dire situation.
He looked at Goldie in his arms causing him distress
Sweeter den Heaven ... Hotter den Hell !!
Wen he had heard her groan bk at da entrance... he had been in no position to turn and now...dis close... wid such words purring outta her mouth in broad daylight... Sharan was DIS close to forget he hated her guts. Da property had many jungle routes de cud get lost in...
Bad bad Goldie... she mentaly scolded herself. for speaking widout thinkering how it sounded. But... well da white paper was almost gonna fall outta da pocket n DAT is all she had meant !! For Christ sake... dis was India Forum. Der wer limitations to wot thots wer allowed to escape... No ??
Jus wen he thot da torchure was over he felt Goldie wriggling in his arms and felt her right hand 2 inches away from his trouser pocket... MAMMA MIA !! Sharan stopped mid-way.
Standing legs apart, bundle in hand, he closed his eyes, finkering... " If dis was heaven, He didna want to wait for da Angels". His personal favourite was in HIS arms...
Writers Note:
Its time for a Summer Break.
Da more da merrier !!
Especially wen da On-Location shooting starts
Especially wen Ila claims de HAVE to shoot in da barn...
Which needs a makeover... OVERNITE !!
yuP da word *WarZone* takes on a whole new meaning...
skorpion.
Health and Fitness
