~PART 2~
Next day
Our handsome hunk was playing basket ball with other boys...he was dribbling the ball n other boys were all around him trying to get the ball from him but he was too fast for any of them ...so he just went on dribbling it and then basket...
There were little boys standing there, they were watching arman playing and was cheering for him...
Arman used to come here every day to play and also to teach little boys how to play...it was his favourite game...
As usual arman won the game against others...and then every one went from there as there was nothing to do there...this was their daily routine...they used to challenge arman and at the end they loose...
And then it was the time for the little kids to play basket ball with our hero...
Arman was playing basketball with the kids,
When a girl came, she was jogging in the park, her shoe lace untied and she sat near the the basketball court to tie them n then all of a sudden a ball came from behind and hit her head...
Arman: Bulls eye...
Ridhima pick up the ball without facing him and then turn around, both were surprised to see each other there...
Arman: tm to wohi ho na...wo jo kal office me mili thi...kia nam tha tmara...dhi...dhima...han dhima right..???
Ridhima(angry): its not dhima,
Ridhima: ye ball kis ki hai...???/
Arman: wo jo dooor wahan pe ek hotel hai na...
Ridhima: hunh...????
Arman: wahan se ur k ai hai...:p
Ridhima: what...???are you crazy...???
Arman: tmain yahan pe koi or ball se khelta hua nazar ara hai...???
Ridhima: nai..
Arman: and kia ye ball us hotel se asakti hai...???
Ridhima: obvisly not...
Arman: to...
Ridhima: to kia...???
Arman: tmara namm such me dhima hona chaie tha...it means k ye ball hmari hi hui na...
Ridhima: ohh...
Arman: dhima...can i have my ball back please...me in bachon ko sikha raha tha n tm hamara tym waste krrai ho...
Ridhima: its not dhima...i m telling u for the last tym its ridhima...
Ridhima: n tm in k coach ho...???
Arman: well yahan itna acha aim or kisi ka ho hi nai sakta...ri ght boys...???
He then high five with the boys..
Ridhima look at him with her eye brows lifting...
Ridhima: bht smart samajhte ho khud ko...???
Arman: no no sweetheart, samajhta nai hn...me hn...
Ridhima ran toward the basket while dribbling the ball and score a basket...
Arman was amazed to see that but when ridhima turn towards him he compose him self
Ridhima: hey boys...coach badal lo...faide me raho ge...
Arman: ye bin mangi advice dene ka shok hai ya adat...???
While dribbling the ball infront of her...
Arman: waise sweetheart ye jo game hai na...akele nai khela jata...
Best of three hojai...????
Ridhima after thinking for a second: DONE
The match begins, 1st the ball came to ridhima...she was dribbling it very quickly and elegantly and arman was trying to get the ball from her, at a point when arman was infront of her he winked at ridhima, and ridhima was shocked and stopped dribbling ball, arman take the advantage of this , get the ball from her and score a basket...
Now the ball is again in ridhima's hands...she is dribbling the ball, inspite of all the efforts of arman he was not able to get the ball from her and atlast she scored a basket...
Ridhima looks really happy,
Now the ball is in arman's hand, he is dribbling it when suddenly ridhima took the ball from him and started dribbling,
Suddenly ridhima's cell start ringing...
Ridhima checked her cell
Ridhima: oh no...i am late...tmain bad me harana pare ga...
Arman: heyyy...to is bar ka score equal na....
Ridhima pick up the ball and scored a basket...
Arman was amazed ...
Ridhima xtarted leaving again, when arman shouted from behind...
Arman: yo...basket dhima, apna asli nam to btati jao....
Ridhima looked at him, show him thumbs up and then thumbs down...
She then went away from there...
On her way she received a phone call
One way conversation was something like this
Ridhima: hello sir, sorry sir, i was stuck in a stupid game...sorry sir , i know i've much more important task to do...yes sir we succeeded in our 1st stage...sure sir...ok sir...i'll talk to you later...bye sir...
And that was the end of conversation...
and this is the end of this part...
tell me how was it...???
i know this part is a total copy of the 1st episode of dill mill gayye...but DMG is incomplete without fun and basket ball is something special for both arman and ridhima...
anyways, do let me know how was the part...and do tell me my mistakes...i'll really appreciate that....
love
Fizza
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