"uff gunjan bata na?" nupur pulled the book "Pride and Prejudice" that she was reading away from her hand and walked away. "di please, darcy abhi propose karne wala hai, mujhe unki love story jaani hai..." but nupur paid no attention. Gunjan just stared at her as she placed the book far away on the study table. Coming back, she sat next to gunjan on the bed and held her hands. "bol na Gunjan" Nupur smiled sweetly at her. "kya bolun di?" Gunjan looked at her with the most confused expression. Nupur banged her head with her palm and passed an irritated expression. "yehi ke murgi pehle aayi ya anda" and at this, gunjan looked more confused. Nupur took a deep breath. It struck her that sarcasm went well only with one person, her husband – mayank, who was unfortunately out of station and was the reason for nupur's stay at the Bhushan house.
"maine tujhse kya poocha? Ke tujhe kaisa ladka chahiye? Aur tu kya aisi masoom si shakal banake baithi hai? Bol na gunjan. Dekh, meri shadi toh ho gayi. ab teri shadi baaki hai. Toh mujhe bata ke tujhe kaisa ladka pasand hai, kis tarah ka ladka chahiye, taaki main ek pyara sa dulha doondh sakoon meri pyari si doll ke liye" and nupur pulled Gunjan's cheeks, which by now, had reddish blotches on them since she was blushing hard. Gunjan lowered her eyes and started drawing circles on the bed sheet with her finger.
"By god! Ab main iss blush ka kya matlab samjhoon. Kya tune ladka already select kiya hai?" Nupur said as she teased and poked Gunjan with her elbow. Gunjan looked at nupur in a shock-cum-surprised look. "nahi di, maine kisi ko select nahi kiya. Agar kiya hota toh main aapko bata deti na?" and yet again she began to play with the edge of her dupatta, with the smile and blush still intact on her face. "accha?koi baat nahi. Tu mujhe ab bol de ke tujhe kaisa ladka chahiye. Main aur tere jiju tere liye ek accha sa ladka doondh lenge"
Gunjan got up from the bed and went towards the study table but nupur was quick enough. She came running and stood right in front of Gunjan, blocking her way. "di, tumse itni baar kaha hai ke aram se chalo, khayal rakho apna. Lekin nahi. Aap toh samajhte hi nahi. Apna nahi, kam se kam apne hone wale baby ka toh khayal rakho na. jiju aise hi nahi kehte ki aap careless ho." and bending down near nupur's flat tummy, she spoke to the little one inside of her womb. "Hi angel. Main tumhari maasi bol rahi hoon. Main jaanti hoon ke tumhari mama bahut careless hain. Woh sab ka khayal rakhti hai- mera, mayank jiju ka, bauji ka, shilpa aunty ka- sab ka. Lekin khud ka khayal nahi rakhti. Abhi dekha na kaise bhagi bhagi chali ayi mere saamne? Tum apni mama ko samjhaao na ke woh apna khayal rakhe" and from the corner of the eye, she saw nupur, who looked down at her sister with moist eyes. Nupur noticed Gunjan looking at her and she quickly changed the subject.
Nupur made Gunjan rise to her feet and suddenly held her stomach and walked up to the bed. Gunjan got a little nervous about what happened to her di and her angel, who was almost two months within her di. And nupur started murmuring something.
"haan angel... accha?... oh... thik hai... bol doongi" and she looked at a Gunjan, who looked totally baffled at nupur's actions. Chuckling at her sister's cute expressions, nupur walked back to where she stood. "arey kuch khaas nahi. Main tumhare iss nanhe se angel se baat kar rahi thi" she said as she smiled. Gunjan was super excited. "kya baat ki tumne di? Mujhe bhi toh batao? Main bhi toh jaanu ke mere di aur mere angel ke beech kya baatein ho rahi hain?"
Nupur grinned at her. she sat on the bed and gunjan came running after her. "bolo na di. Kya kaha angel ne?" nupur held her hand in hers and looked into her eyes. "angel ne kaha ke ussey apni maasi ke liye ek accha sa, smart sa, romantic sa maasa chahiye... taaki angel ke sath khelne ke liye jaldi hi usey ek pyara sa bhai ya behen mile" and at this Gunjan blushed hard again...
But trying to cover up the red blush on her face, she tried to act firm. "Hadh hai di! Angel ka maasa kahan se aa gaye beech mein?" nupur saw the changing colors on her face, from light red to crimson red and continued to tease her.
"arey maine kya kiya? Maine toh sirf tumhare angel ki baat tum tak pahunchayi hai" and with a naughty smile, nupur sat playing with her phone. "di, meri baat chodo. Tum apni baat karo.yeh achanak phone leke kyun baith gayi? Jiju ko bahut miss kar rahi ho?" Nupur blushed but then she knew that Gunjan was saying this on purpose, only to divert her mind from the current topic of discussion.
Nupur once again held her tummy and closed her eyes. Gunjan looked at nupur and waited patiently. "Di kya hua? Ab angel kya bol raha hai? " and nupur looked at her. "angel ko thoda bura lag raha hai... woh kya hai na, maasi toh angel ko pamper kar rahi hai, lekin maasi ko kaun pamper karega? angel keh raha hai ke koi strong handsome aur romantic sa maasa chahiye apni maasi ke liye... taaki bahut jaldi angel ko ek pyara sa bhai ya behen mil jaye.."
Gunjan narrowed her eyes as nupur burst out laughing. She loved the look on gunjan's face – mixture of shyness and strictness. "di, tum ghoom phir kar meri shaadi ki baat pe kyun atak jaati ho? aap ko pata hai angel ka har hukum sar ankhon per, but abhi maasi ko maasa nahe mila! Milenge toh angel ko bata doongi!" she said as she got up and went to her study table. Nupur followed her and hugged her from behind. "sacchi?" to which Gunjan cutely replied "Mucchi, angel ke liye kuch bhi. Lekin haan, tab tak ke liye mere shadi ke baare mein sochna chod do, aur apni aur angel ka khayal rakho."
Nupur turned Gunjan around and sweetly pulled her cheeks. "lekin angel se kiya vaada yaad hai na? tujhe sabse pehle usey batana hai, thik hai?" Gunjan patted nupur's tummy again. "angel, tumhe ek smart sa, romantic sa, handsome sa maasa chaiye na? mujhe aise qualities wale maasa mil gaye to sab se pehle tumhe inform karoon gi. Lekin agar tumhari mama ko itni jaldi ho tumhe bhai ya behen dene ki, toh unse kaho ke woh tumhare papa se baat kare, im sure ke tumhare papa mana nahi karenge"
Nupur felt her cheeks boiling now. Gunjan had managed to completely change the topic, successfully. She just stood there smiling, while Gunjan pulled her cheeks. But before Gunjan could leave, nupur held her hand "mazak chodo Gunjan. Lekin agar tujhe koi pasand aaye, toh tu sabse pehle mujhe aake batayegi. Kyunki jis tarah se bauji ne mere aur mayank ke shaadi ke waqt react kiya tha, main nahi chahti ke waisa kuch teri shadi pe ho. samjhi?"
Gunjan looked at her di with smiling eyes and just nodded her head. They hugged each other tightly. They moved apart when Nupur's phone began to ring with mayank's name flashing on it. Nupur looked at her, while Gunjan just gave a naughty grin and walked out of the room. But before picking the call, she called out to Gunjan "waise agar angel pooche toh main bol doon ke tu uske liye maasa doondhne lagi hai?" to which Gunjan sweetly replied "haan di, bol dijiye"and in no time, she ran outside the room, allowing her di to talk to mayank, sure of the fact that the topic of discussion between them would be Gunjan's match making.
