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Bhelcomes Bhelcomes
Ah haan! Hello Hello Hello...
For everyone present here...
So... Lemme give a brief detail about our plannings 😉
That's for you Lolwa 😃
Audio messages is a tradition now, so you know that 😆
RizArshi and Arsneh were the main planners 😆 They gave the theme for Garbar, when I had given up the idea of surprising you ... Then I don't know who gave the idea for the OS between RizArshi and Arsneh 😛 I took up the first part and Arsneh took up the second. I wonder if you know all these yet I had to give you a summary of our preparation. You ought to know what all we went through 😆
Your 'I want spoiler' move wasn't really good 😡 Duffer! Mints23 and Aquagal are besht 😳 Without them we are nothing.
I would like to tell that this is from the whole WLRC.. Most of them are busy so we couldn't expect them to actively participate. I am sure if all of us got together, it would have been a blast. I hope whatever we are going to give you will be up to your expectation. 😃
So... Curtains... Music
And...
The Lazy Love Story
The corridor was sturdy and the air had an undertone of bleach. Raising h/er-is eyes s/he saw the large blue plastic signs with the areas of the hospital that lie ahead. H/er-is eyes surveyed the now so familiar surroundings once again and as usual Lolwa's eyes fell on the numerous plastic chairs that were now scarcely populated. Within the spur of a minute pictures came streaming down Lolwa's memory. Smiling, Lolwa recalled the scene of h/er-is most favorite serial, Iss Pyaar Ko Kya Naam Doon.
He put a hand on her head, consoling her that he was unable to do with words and reassuring her that he was with her. Hamesha. She suddenly stopped her sobbing and took off her palms that were crossing her beautiful angelic face. Her tear soaked eyes met his abruptly and then it started towards his palm that was nevertheless positioned on her head...
'Hayeee' Lolwa mused dreamily. Nevertheless, h/er-is thoughts took multiple turns in ArShi land while s/he got a turn in the corridor that passed to his bureau. Lastly, Lolwa's thought stopped where it invariably managed,
Jaadu Hai Nasha Hai...'
With each footstep of his she took a back step until she hit the pillar. He covered the small gap that divided them. He got a pair of minutes to examine her out of the world beauty while she kept breathing hard, her chest rising and coming down in constant interval not meeting his eyes for even a millisecond.
'Shamma tujhko keechti hai'
He lifted his hand to thrust off the layer of hair that was shaking up his vision partially whereas she closed her eyes. But as he placed the layer safely behind her ears, she spread her beautiful doe shaped eyes almost wide enough to take in her pupil inside. His expressions unreadable, he put his other hand over her cheeks while her lips trembled in anticipation.
'Hum chal pade hai sapno ke aage...'
He took her face in his hands and tipped down as she shifted her face away. However, he politely moved her face to level with his and bent even more to claim her lips...
'What the -...' Lolwa growled as h/er-is file went flying just as the other person whom s/he stumbled upon muttered a small husky 'sorry' and picked up all the papers that were broken up and placed it neatly inside their respective files.
An outburst of air caressed Lolwa's face as h/er-is eyes fell upon the person whom s/he hit upon. Wavy hair: Beautiful. Attractive eyes with long lashes which were apologetic right at the moment: Very beautiful. Rosy cheeks, painted lips... H/er-is body whispered a strange sort of desire. Lolwa abruptly raised h/er-is eyes to watch the beautiful madam who threw her eyes along h/er-is facial expression exactly as s/he managed. Eyes locked, they moved not an inch. Alas, Lolwa's audible gulp made their eye lock break.
Mixing with the files in hand the lady handed over the file to Lolwa who was fluttering h/er-is eyes many a time and seeing everywhere but the madam. She threw an amused expression as she sank along the file.'I am sorry...' she hovered her eyes over Lolwa before she continued '...doctor, I was just...' Seeing Lolwa's all flushed face, the lady smirked and gave tongue to something which made Lolwa's soul jump up into the air and fall down making her jump: 'Ajeeb ho tum'
S/he watched the lady take a turn and go away.'How I wish she was my prospective bride' Lolwa sighed, it was happening to be a special day. Hastily h/is-er mind sidetracked to the original reason for today to be peculiar. Today was the day when Lolwa would see h/er-is bride. The only bride whom Lolwa had accepted rather grudgingly.
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It has been months since Lolwa's mom has been hunting out for a bride for her only son plus daughter. No one, I say NO ONE did Lolwa like, s/he rejected each and every bride even before taking a smell at the bride.
At last Lolwa's mom had burst out giving her a do or die option. 'Either you choose a bride or Let me choose yours' When Lolwa had opened h/er-is mouth to argue h/er-is mother, just a finger from Lolwa's mom and Lolwa had to shut h/er-is mouth.
Subsequently, that morning Lolwa's mom had brought an envelope which she put in front of Lolwa and motioned to have a look. It was all over, Lolwa had no other alternative than doing what h/er-is mom desired.
Holding the envelope with half heart, Lolwa opened the envelope exactly as a puff of air hit h/er-is face. Lolwa found a small smile tug at h/er-is lips and dil going 'ek larki ko daikha toh aisa laga...' but before s/he could see the photo, Lolwa's phone rang out aloud... 'Sheilaaa... Sheila ki jawaami...' (🤣)
Just as Lolwa's mother's eyes widened listening to the ring tone, Lolwa took the file that held the details of h/er-is bride and went forth the place muttering a lame apology.
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Lolwa sighed as s/he sunk into the swivel chair in h/er-is office, a slight flush creeping up h/er-is cheeks. Not considering it, Lolwa opened h/er-is file to study the file before heading to meet the patients. 'What the -?' escaped just as Lolwa read the name. 'Lazy Patel...' Lolwa mused. 'But... how come...' Lolwa gave it a deep thought straining h/er-is rabbit wala brain in the process. After almost an hour it clicked that SHE must be the bride. It truly was a wonder how s/he got a doctor with that mentality.
Lolwa smirked as the thought crossed h/er-is mind. 'Husky voice and mexy woman...' Lolwa contemplated with an evil grin (Jerk. hmph 🥱)
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*Ting tong* *Ting Tong* *Ting Tong Ting Tong* *Ting Tong Ting Tong Ting Tnng*
'It's just 4'o clock... why are they so early?' Lolwa mused biting h/er-is, nails h/er-is body shivering as blood rushed throughout Lolwa's body. 'Mom told they'll be here only at 5'o clock'
*Ting Tong Ting tong Ting Tong Ting Tong Ting Tong'
'KOIII HAIII'
Came the loud shriek from behind the closed main door. Lolwa ran towards the door without a second thought, h/er-is mom was out to acquire some work done before the Larki wale came but seems like they have arrived too early. But as Lolwa opened the door s/he claimed a step backward as s/he found Lazy standing her hand closed down into a fist to tap the door hard.
'Oh... ' Lazy gasped, getting a perfect O of her lip. 'Why was she alone? Wasn't she supposed to come with her parents' Lolwa mused as s/he took a step forward absent minded.
THUDD
Lazy scrunched her eyes close, trying to locate the scene inside her head. Opening an eye, she saw Lolwa sitting down along the floor h/er-is hand rubbing her back somewhat and an embarrassed smile on Lolwa's mouth simultaneously flushed was Lolwa's face. Trying hard not to laugh Lazy extended her hand. Without a warning Lolwa's mind flashed many pictures.
'Earth to Dr. Lolwa' Lazy's voice echoed inside Lolwa's brain, pulling in her face straight into Lazy's eyes: molten caramel eyes. Didn't theses FFs mention 'Molten Caramel Eyes' as Arnav's. Lolwa smiled Goofily and dreamily reminding someone again : NK. Lolwa shook her head 'One mad person, he was'
'Should I sit right here and babble about why am here?' Lazy's restless tone made all Lolwa's thoughts to get the brake gear. S/he stood up and started dusting h/er-is dress. Lazy closed her hands in a strong grip so that she wouldn't shake sense out of this weird person.
Noticing her folded hands, Lolwa raised h/er-is head in a snap to find what s/he wanted to. Lazy was looking away while her jaws ticked clearly indicating she was gritting her teeth.
'Arnav did this in IPK, shouldn't I be doing this instead?' Lolwa contemplated loudly. 'EH?' came Lazy's surprised gasp with a crooked eyebrow.
'Oh... I... ' Lolwa stuttered. And so, Lolwa offered h/er-is hand 'Hello, am the broom' s/he introduced again absent minded, certainly her mind still roving in IPK land. Thereupon Lazy's response was a cocked eyebrow. Yet again, Lolwa's thoughts travelled to IPK land but this time s/he analyzed the chances of Arnav being in the disguise of h/er-is dream woman.
Anon she remembered what she uttered. Biting the tip of her tongue s/he slapped her head, whilst Lazy stood mesmerized 'What was s/he?' 'Err... I mean groom' Lolwa smiled goofily. Then it hit her, almost instantly Lazy gave tongue to the next words 'Excuse me..' All thanks to her IPK craze. 'Pakka... Mera Arnav hi hai' Lolwa assumed confidently, the very same confident that aggravates all her mates. (😡)
'I actually...' Lazy started getting uncomfortable with her own staring session. Whilst Lolwa completed her statement 'I know.. you came to meet me' s/he said smirking. 'Eh? Why was s/he smirking?...' Lazy mentally questioned. 'Shabaash Lolwa... Tu toh chakka maar di' Lolwa praised mentally.
Shoving off her thoughts Lazy started 'I am here to get my...' One time again Lolwa cut her in 'Yeah yeah jaanti/a hoon... Ab mai tumhari hoon... le jao mujhe dilwale dulhaniya' s/he scrunched her eyes ending with a boost at h/er-is hand, rather dramatically, all the while trying to impress. 'Ouch...' came Lazy's pain filled gasp. 'Duck...' Lolwa cursed. 'Sorry sorry I was just...' before Lolwa could finish apologizing Lazy raised her hand in a perfect Arnav Singh Raizada style. Once again Lolwa jumped in to say something in a perfect Khushi Kumari Gupta style but was stopped in a perfect ArShi style.
'Lolwa... errmm... Scratch it. Do minute bina kuch bole ya sunne...' Lazy started to have Lolwa jump again to say something. 'Aur helle. Do minute meri baat suno' just as Lazy completed she found Lolwa standing still, lost again.
'Hell... She was just telling the exact words' an almost shocked Lolwa thought yet s/he obeyed. S/he saw Lazy heave a sigh before she gave tongue to her next words phooting Lolwa's dil. 'I am here to get my medical file, I guess they were switched when we... errr... we bumped this morning'. 'KYAAA?' Came Lolwa's dramatic instant shriek.
Lazy extended the file to Lolwa. 'I think this contains the details of your prospective bride'. When Lolwa said nothing she jerked her head once again reminding Lolwa about Arnav. 'Does that mean you won't marry me?' Lolwa asked without a second thought. Watching Lolwa's dejected form Lazy's heart went out for Lolwa. She placed her hand on Lolwa's shoulder nodding a 'No'
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'Thanks...'
Lazy muttered as she finished checking the file lest anything went wrong. She turned on her heels to leave, before a tiny whisper stopped her 'Rukho...'. 'If you are not my bride then where is my hone wali patni?' Lolwa opened the file to see a Potato in it (😆😉) Her name was 'Aalu Singh Raizada' (😳). 'Singh Raizada...' Lolwa mused. Before her thoughts wandered again Lazy spoke. "I had a peak into the file, of course thinking it was mine. Unfortunate part is I saw her in a bike with another man in a Pajama and Kurta... I think she...' Lazy trailed away.
'BABOON...' Lolwa fumed. Baboon Sobti (*)took away h/is-er bride, he will have to pay for it, very mehnga. But before that s/he bawled like a three year old who had her lollipop snatched. (😳)
WOUAAA WOUAAA WU WU WOUAAA
Seeing Lolwa's tears Lazy went all restless. She didn't know what to do, nor could she see Lolwa's crocodile oops dukh ki aansoo.
WOUAAA WOUAAA
WOUAAA WOUAAA
WOUAAA WOUAAA
Lazy abruptly went forward and held Lolwa's shoulder. 'Hey.. it's okay Lolwa... Shhh Shhh... Don't cry Lolwa'. For the umpteenth time Lolwa remembered IPK. S/he always used IPK dialogues when opportunity hits and today was no less. S/he wiped her tears off before determination took place in her form and eyes. 'Kyun? Isse Tumhe Kya Farak padta hai?' s/he asked expectantly. (Expectation leads to devastation 😛) Ignoring once told friend's advice, 'Bolo Lazy bolo...tumhe IPK ki kasam...' Lolwa mused restlessly.
Knocked over with feather Lazy fidgeted with the file in hand. She couldn't draw what was happening with her? It was simply a humanity deed yet Lazy could not come with that answer, she heard her dil talk...
Remember Arnav never told Khushi and what it lasted? Are you going to commit the same mistake?
That was Arnav and Khushi... We aren't... Or are we?
Poolside: 'farak padta hai...' 'Really?'
Arnav room: 'Farak padta hai damn it kyun ki...'
Without portent her plump rosy lips gave away the exact words that Arnav had uttered to Khushi when he figured out that Khushi was engaged. Lolwa watched with baited breath only to have silence in response. She pouted remembering Anjali Singh Raizada; Ex Shyaam Manohar Jha.
Hot shot Arnav ji never went beyond this, how will She know the next dialogues. Lazy Sighed
WOUAAA WOUAAA
WOUAAA WOUAAA
WOUAAA WOUAAA
Lolwa's bawl went louder and louder. 'Dekha dekha kisiko koi farak nahi padta...'
'MOMMMYYY...'
S/he wailed as s/he ran inside the house, Lazy following suit. 'Hey... I farak you damn it... Rukho... Lolwaaa'. Lazy widened her beautiful eyes as she saw Lolwa standing on a table with a broom stuck between h/er-is legs named Nimbus 2000. 'Wasn't that...' Lazy contemplated taken aback. But Scratch it, what was s/he doing with it? Lazy wriggled her eyebrows in confusion. 'What are you doing?' she asked.
'Soooiiiciideee'
Lolwa screeched dramatically, once again resembling the famous Khushi Kumari Gupta Singh Raizada from IPK. Lazy's eyes shot up. 'What the fish?' Lazy bursted out without a warning. Nevertheless, Lolwa picked up a bottle from nearby and started acting just the same as the most watched scene from the very famous movie named Sholay. Or was it from some scene from h/er-is favorite serial IPK? Soche ka padi.
'Gaaao walooo' Lolwa imitated perfectly. 'I agreed to get married. I started completing Arnav ji's almost K's and SR's in my dreams with my dream girl...'. S/he shot a look at Lazy and continued, 'I even met my dream girl Lazy Patel... Don't you have a middle name?' in between Lolwa asked spoiling her picture. S/he wriggled her eyebrows at Lazy. 'Anyways, I even had my damned Dhak Dhak and acidity.. mommmyyy' s/he wailed again making Lazy jump. 'Par uss... usss...' s/he stepped forward and almost lost balance before steadying herself and continuing. 'Uss Baboon ke baccha beech mei bhanji maardi.. nahiii... I have only one option left now... Soooiiiccciiideee, gaaaooo walooo'
Lazy hid a small amused smile that was threatening to broke off any moment. Abruptly, just to distract herself and this weird person in front of her Lazy spoke out rather loudly. 'But what are you doing with this broom?'
'Brrrooommm'
Lolwa shrieked as s/he brought h/er-is palms over h/er-is cheeks and widened h/er-is eyes just in perfect simile for the what's app emoji. 'YOU CALLED MY NIMBUS A BROOOMMM' hurt clearly visible in Lolwa's orbs s/he hit a leg once before whispering softly. 'This isn't any broom, it's my nimbus 2000 Lazy P. My ride for my bride. The ride in which I planned to bring my 12 baccho ki amma home, my home' Lazy gasped, twelve baccho. Her sar started spinning.
'As far as the question why am using it is considered I am going to make use of this... I'll ride to high and jump from there... I'll fulfill my dream to ride a nimbus 2000, at the least' Saying so Lolwa kicked a leg again only to have nimbus bai sa not respond.
'Paagal hai yeh lakda/i' Lazy mused admiring our hero/ine. Lolwa kept on kicking while nimbus kept on betraying. Unable to bear the torture nimbus kicked Lolwa and s/he tripped over it. S/he was anticipating a loud smacking sound and a hard pain. In the meanwhile flashing were pictures of Khushi in Arnav's arms. Sigh how s/he wished s/he had h/er-is Arnav. S/he expected the fall just then but all s/he felt was a smooth soft hand holding h/er-im tight: Protective. Lolwa opened her aakhein...
Dhak Dhak Dil Dil... Dil Dil Dhak Dhak...
Went Lazy's dil for the pehli time, making their eye lock last for just some seconds. Steadying, Lolwa gasped, 'See I again did garbar... It's my Jamoon Din and I lost my bride my dream girl and my nimbus is betraying me... It turned out to be the worst birthday...' Pausing s/he gasped again 'What'll happen to my 12 bacche? Kaun karega mujhse shaadi?' S/he wailed again.
Once again Lazy's traitor tongue gave mouth to unexpected words 'Happy birthday Lolwa... Tumhe Duniya ki saari Khushiya mile... Will you marry me?' Lolwa gazed dreamily at Lazy Patel... Kumari Patel, maybe.
'Wait wait...' Lolwa broke out. Before I answer to that I want answers from you' Lolwa directed wriggling her eyebrows. Lazy crossed her hands over her chest before uttering 'bolo'. ' I have three kostins for you. Kostin 1. Are you rich? Kostin 2. Can you cook? Kostin 3. Do you have any meant nothings?' Lolwa demanded folding her fingers with each Kostins.
'Yes yes, no' replied Lazy. It was better to act just as cranky as s/he was. 'Phil theek hai ji. I give you the honour to be my bride' s/he passed h/er-is dazzling smile at Lazy. Without wasting a millisecond s/he leaned in to K Lazy completing her incomplete morning sapna.
Censored... 🤬
Voice over...
Lolwa's learned lessons from Arnav Singh Raizada.
A. Never postpone a K
B. For it postpones the production of 12 bacche 😎
Lolwa's worst birthday became one of the best one as long as h/er-is some of dreams are taken into consideration. Urrrhhh... Wait... Look over to the next post, that is going to be the most wanted Garbar Kumari Lolwa's birthday, the Besht one 😉
P.S: Zillion apologies for lying 😳 I swear I've been guilty throughout resulting the delay in my VM 😳 Hope our surprise would make up to it 😳
* We have no intention to hurt any of your feelings. it's all Pun intended 😳
which breaks with the painful gasp of lolwa. Lazy put on a little weight after 12 kids leading to catch fall session of lazy lolwa turning into lolwa's back pain session after some time
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