Hola Peeps!
Firstly, thank you so much for the humongous response to the first part! I hadn't expected it at all! Thank you for your lovely comments and encouragement🤗
This was supposed to be an OS, but a lot of you wanted a bit more, so here is the second and last part of this story!
Hope you all would enjoy it just as much. Enough of my rant, let's get on with this!
Here's the link to Part 1 incase anyone has missed it:
CAUGHT
The first beams of sunlight streamed through Sumo's room. She moved a bit trying to block out the sunlight. But she couldn't. It was as if a weight was pinning her down. She tried opening her eyes but the sun's rays were irritating her. She thought to her self, "Yeh chaddar itni bhaari kyun lag rahi hai? Raat ko mattress toh nahi oodh liya maine!"
Her squirming was brought to a sudden halt when she heard someone say, "Damn it Sumo! Neend mai bhi logo ko maarna band nahi hota tumhara! So rahi ho ya kung fu kar rahi ho bevakoof." Saying he pulled her closer to him, if that was even possible.
Sumo woke up with a start! Was she imagining things? Who is this man! "Kaun ho tum? Mere bed mai kya kar rahe ho?"
"Okay! Agar mere dimag mai zara sa bhi shaq that ki tum pagal nahi ho, toh who shaq ab jaa chukka! You are crazy, woman!"
Now it all came back to her, she was sleeping with Shravan! "Kya Sumo tu bhi, Shravan hi toh hai, You're sleeping with Shravan"
A few moments later, she took in their surroundings. She was sleeping with her head on Shravan's chest. Both his arms encircled her. She could feel his steady breathing, and rhythmic heartbeats. "Sleeping with Shravan! SLEEPING WITH SHRAVAN! SLEEPING-WITH-SHRAVAN"
"AAahhh!!!!!!!!"
"God damn it you psychotic woman! What is it with you?! I'm sure my ear is bleeding. Why in the heck are you shouting now! Subha hui hai Sumo, Sailaab nahi aya!"
"Woh actually, mai bhool gayi thi ke tum mere saath soye the kal", said Sumo, catching her breath.
Shravan couldn't help but laugh, "Sumo that sounds so wrong!"
"Kyun? Nahi soye hum saath?"
"Oh gosh! Aaise bolo ki we shared a bed. Saath mai soye the! Damn it." By now he was in fits! It was divine intervention, that Shravan rolled and fell off the bed laughing, had he not, they would have been busted!
Mammiji and Mamaji came barging into the room, "Suman beta! Kya hua? Phir kyun chillai? Chuha phir aa gaya?"
Sumo looked like she had seen not one but an entire clan of ghosts! "Beta rang udd gaya chehre ka, kya hua? Bolo na chuha phir aa gaya?"
"Woh gaya hi nahi tha mamaji, raat bhar mere saath so raha tha"
This statement caused Shravan who was trying to fit under the bed, roll his eyes and bang his head on the floor. "Yeh pagal hai, poori pagal hai. Marwayegi. Shravan aj marne ke liye ready ho ja. Ab tu gaya"
Mammaji and Mammiji just kept looking at their niece, they were definitely thinking about their family history, kaun pagal tha khandaan mai key yeh aaisi hai.
Mammaji finally spoke, "Beta, Kal jab chuha aya tha, kahin bhagte bhagte sar toh nahi de mara kisi deewar pe?"
Sumo broke out of her revere and started looking around intently. She kept throwing the pillows and bed sheets off the bed as if searching frantically for something. "Beta kya dhoodh rahi ho?"
"Woh abhi yahin tha, kahan gaya? Itna bada hai! Aaise kaise gayab ho gaya!"
Shravan was cursing his stars. "Yeh 10 saal pehle toh itni pagal nahi thi. Zaroor koi gehri chot lagi hogi, ya mere jaane ka sadma?"
Mammaji figured she was talking about the rat, "Beta kitna bada tha?"
"Qutub minar jitna"
For Mammiji, this was the last straw! "Hum kal hi keh rahe the Dabboo ke papa, yeh pagla gayi hai! Ab batayiye, yeh chuhe Qutub Minar jitney kab se hone lage? Aur agar yeh raat bhar uske saath so rahi thi, toh ab kyun chilla rahi hai?"
Mammji could simply gesture his wife to stay mum, cause he was having trouble accepting the fact that for the first time in life he was willing to agree his wife may be right.
It was now that Sumo realized the crap she had been talking, she had to make amends that too fast. "Soch Sumo Soch!"
"Mamaji Mamiji" She said grinning ear to ear "Sab theek hai, mai theek hoon."
Mammiji wasn't buying that, "Tujhe kya sadme padte hai! Chillana phir hasna"
Sumo started laughing as though Mamiji had cracked the best joke to ever be told on earth. The elderly couple looked at each other flabbergasted while a 6'4" chuha was contemplating his life's choices. "Kaan toh pakka jayenge mere, behra mai jee sakta hoon, par dimag! Woh chala gaya toh mai case kaise handle karoonga? Par dimag ke liye Sumo ko chodd doon? No no! We are in this for better or for worse. Add dimag to the tally. Toh dimag aur kaan ke bina mai kya kaam kar sakta hoon?"
Sumo got off the bed and walked towards Mamaji and Mamiji, "Woh kya hai na, mai batati hoon, woh hua yun tha ke mai raat ko so gayi, phir aj subha uth gayi" all the while smiling like she was talking about the intricacies of how the world functioned. "Toh yeh hua ke mai - woh - raat ko"
"Bol toh tu aaise rahi hai Suman jaise tu hi ek hai jo raat ko soti aur din mai uthti hai! Mai bata rahi hoon, yeh pagal ho gayi hai"
"Arey Mammiji, aap poori baat toh suno meri!" Now she held both Mamaji and Mamiji's hands and started escorting them towards the door. "Haan toh mai kahan thi?"
"Apne pagalpan ke daure mai" Came a prompt reply from Mammiji.
"Are nai nai Mamiji, soke uth gayi, haan toh jab mai uthi na, toh maine sapna dekha"
"Tum uthke sapne dekhti ho Suman beta? Hum sab toh neend mai dekhte hai" Quipped a worried Mamaji.
Sumo realized her folly, and smiled a little more, she could put those toothpaste models to shame. "Ha-Haha-Ha. Nahi Mammaji matlab uthne ke pehle jab so rahi thi, jab so rahi thi tabhi hi dekha sapna"
By now Shravan had deduced he could be Sumo. As in he could be a chef. Master chef to be precise. "She got off in life pretty well without a brain, why couldn't he. Bas decided. Mai Sumo ke saath rahoonga, dimag aur kaan ke bina. Cooking didn't require either"
"Toh sapne mai 6'4" ka chuha - chuha- mere saath bed pe so raha tha. Kya kar raha tha? So raha tha. Toh mai darr gayi"
Shravan needed a mirror right now. He thought he was pretty good lookin, chuha? "Woh toh gray hota hai, mai thodi gray hoon, kuch bhi SUMO"
He took her name out loud.
Mamaji and Mamiji stopped dead in their tracks. Shravan clasped both his hands on his mouth. This girl was surely rubbing off on him, clearly a few of his brain cells had died for him to pull this off! He was loosing his mind faster than he had imagined. He had to start cooking earlier than expected.
"Yeh kiski aawaz thi Dabboo ke papa?"
"Chuha, chuha hoga Mammiji"
"Suman beta, chuhe baat nahi karte, koi hai yahan" Saying Mamaji tried getting back into the room only to be pushed out.
Sumo now shut the door leaving only space for her face to bob out while she spoke, "Aap dono achanak uth gaye na, iss liye ajeeb ajeeb aawazen sunayi de rahi hai, chuhe thodi baat karte hai, Mamaji aapko doctor ki zaroorat hai. Ha-ha-ha"
Manju's face now resembled a shocked cave and Mammaji was now more sure than ever, his niece needed help. Not just any regular help, the Save our Soul kind of help.
"Jao jao aap dono, so jao!"
They had had enough of Sumo-giri for the year, and the day had only just begun, so for the sake of their sanity they started leaving. "Dabboo ke papa, isse kaun shaadi karega, iski shaadi nahi hogi toh humari Preeti ka kya hoga?"
"Hum dimag ka doctor dhoondenge apni Sumo ke liye" Mammaji said with pride.
Sumo shut the door and locked it this time around. She found Shravan under the bed in deep thought.
"Kya kar rahe ho, bahar niklo!"
"Sumo, mai chef ban raha hoon." He said proudly.
"Kya? Oxford jaake paise kyun barbad kiye jab chef banna tha?"
"Tumhare saath rehna hai toh aur koi option nahi hai."
"Kya matlab?"
"Matlab ke kaan ki aahooti toh mai de hi raha hoon, par dimag bhi tyaag doonga tumhare liye. Aur kyunke tum bina dimag ki chef ho, toh mai bhi chef ban jaoonga", he said with a fond smile on his face. He sure thought himself intelligent.
"Accha! Toh tumhe lagta hai mere paas dimga nahi hai?"
"Nahi Sumo, Mujhe yakeen hai"
"Shravan!!" It was war!
Everything from books to pillows was being hurled at each other. The room was filled with squeals and laughter. Shravan ran and picked her up in his arms, thankfully she didn't yell this time around. If they had to loose their minds to love each other they were game. Heck if they had to loose themselves to love each other they were game.
After all, What's love without madness?
What's life without a crazy better half!
This they knew, their brand of chaos was the best thing that had ever happened to them! And for a measly thing such a sanity, they would never let go of each other. Ramifications be damned!
Phew! That was that. Tell me how it was?
I hope you guys will enjoy this as much as I enjoyed writing it!!
🤗
-Zoya
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