SS:Rose,Bloody Perfume Or Passionate Love?

waiting for the next one

-May I come in Sir??
-oh...Yash! yes...plzz

A really handsome 25 yr guy having quite attractive physic entered the room...

-aao Yash...you didn't set off for home yet??
-yeah sir...I'll.But mujhe bahut guity feeling ho raha hey sir...maine kabhi nehi chaha tha...
( m feeling too much guity sir.I never want to...)
-it's ok Yash.Family comes 1st my boy.
-No sir:Yash has a grotesque grievance in his voice..
ek army officer hone ki nate maine every & everytime mere desh aur usse zudi duty ko 1st priority diya hey.par aaj...main kiya karu sir?? mujhe itna sa ichha nehi hey aisa dangerous aviyan pe aapne saathoon ko akela chhorne ka...yaaniki aapne kartavya se bhagne ka...mera aakin kare sir...main taiyar bhi nehi tha itna jaldi...

(being an army officer, I always set my India & my duty as 1st priority.But today...what should I do Sir?? I really don't want to make my own family I mean wedding leaving my colleagues in a grave danger...m not mentally prepared at all...)

Colonel leaves his sit & comes towards the emotional young man.
-achha bolo hum job kyon karte hey??(ok...1st say why do we do job?)
Yash remains silent.
Colonel continues-aapne family ko khushaal zindegi dene k liye...hey ki nehi??( because we want to keep our family happy...isn't it??)
Yash nodded.
-toh ab tumara 1st duty hey aapne ghad jao aur vivah karo.( now your 1st duty is to return home & wed.)
He smiled a bit...wish you a very happy marriage life.

-par...mein jab vivah mandav mein rahunga,mere saathaan aatankvadioon k saath jujhte rahenge...main kaise sir???
(but...when I'll be in wedding stage, my brothers have to fight with the terrorists...how can I!!

Bhaiya...(brother)
Yash's thought breaks with His sister Kiran's sweet voice-


-saare log aap ko dhun raha hey...aur ek aap hey ki ehaan balcony mein sitare gin rahe hey...ha ha...(all are searching for you...& you!! looking at the sky silently??)
-kiya hua kiya..(what happens?)a bit annoyed Yash says.-
-kiya hua!!!! bhaiya...aap bhi na...aaj aapka suhag raat hain...
(what happens!! brother...you...you...tonight is your 1st wedding night...)
Yash finds no word...haan...voh...voh...(ohh...ahh...)
-kiya voh voh??? ye lijiye...pakriye...( what ohh?? take this...plzzz)
-kiya hey ye??(what's it??)



-chaiye bataiye ki ye rose bud kyon hey?? blooming kyon nehi??...hmm...aap se nehi hoga...main hi bata deti hoon.aap dono ka relation abhi blooming stage pe nehi gaya. aaj raat baad hoga I mean banega saat janamoon ka samvandh. samjhe??
(now tell me why it's a bud only?? not a blooming 1??...stop...you surely can't...I'll...because...the relation of you 2 hasn't bloom yet...after this night, this is the time...)
...ye phool aap bhabi ko gift korenge.ok?? aur yaad rakhiyega iss mein thorns hey...kuch na kuch se zarur cover kor dijiyega.
(u will give this to my sister-in-law.ok?? remember., it has a lot of thorns.u should cover it with some suitable thing...)
- are...main kyon?? tumhi de do na aapne bhabi ko...
( I...why I?? u yourself can do that...)
-bhaiya,aap ke jaise unromantic iss duniya mein toh kiya, jupitar mein bhi nehi hoga!!! main dungi??
( brother, like u,no unromantic person will be there in Jupiter too...huh...I?? instead of you??)
-achha achha thik hey baba,de dungi.ab leg pulling korna chhodo mera aur aapne room mein jao.
( ok ok...I can ...now stop pestering me & go to your room...)

Yash entered his room & locked the door...