Hola DiVani peeps!
Yes I am back after a long time with an OS. Kya Karoo? Couldn't exactly stop myself from pouring out my thoughts. This may not be exactly how things turned out but...this is a similar situation with tad bits of changes here and there. Hope y'all like it.
OS: Tera Rasta Choodon Na...
Ishita: Ouch!
Raman: Jab tumhe pata tha ki ye size choti hai tu kharidi kyun?
Ishita: Ye ek hi piece tha aur mujhe pasand tha. Meine socho pehen pehen ke choaudi karloongi.
Raman: Tum na bohut smart ho! Dress hoy a joote. 2 size choto leti ho jisme tum ghus nahi sakti aur phir badme choaudi karti ho.
Ishita: Haan to ab leliya na. Aaap yahi chahte hai na ki mein tez chaloon. Mein chaloongi!
Saying this Ishita started taking baby steps. So much for walking fast. Raman shook his head in annoyance and mumbled to himself. "Bewakoof aurat!"
Raman: Chiti bhi tumse aage nikal gayi!
Ishita stopped on that sarcastic reply. So much for being a gentlemen. Ishita thought. Help to kar nahi sakte bas kit kit karna ata hai. Hmp! Chalo Ishita inka taane sunne se acha hai ki hum nage pao hi ye rasta nape.
Raman observed her walking with bare feet. Looked like the new shoes really did bite her, so much that she couldn't even walk bare feet. What is it with these woman trying to do everything! Gosh!
A few moments passed by but it didn't seem like the Jhansi ki Rani was getting anywhere. Raman sighed heavily and took a step forward to pick Ishita up. Here Ishita was taken by surprise when Raman lifted her up. What was he doing?
Ishita: Raman mujhe neeche uthariye please. Ye app kya kar rahe hai. Sab log dekh rahe hai, wo log kya kahenge?
Raman: Pehli baat, agar tumhe neeche utarah to tum kal subhe tak gaadi ke paas pohchogi and dusri baat, Logon ki ankhein hai isliye wo dekh rahe hai aur wo tumahari tarha lecture nahi dete so abb apna FM radio ban karo abb.
How rude?! Ishita thought. But at the same time she smiled at his sweet gesture. For the first time Raman had willingly...cared for her. Though he will never admit it out loud because of his ego but she could read his eyes. They never lied. Maybe this Ravan Kumar indeed was changing. "Ye kacha amm shayad sach mein pakne laga hai." Ishita told herself and smiled wider.
Raman noticed his wife smiling at him.
Raman: Kya hua? Apni bateesi sab ko kyun dikha rahi ho? Mujhe pata hai tum roz colgate se brush karti ho. Sab ko dikhane ki zaroorat nahi warna doosre toothpaste brands ka ghata ho jayega.
Ishita: Kya? Apne...abhi abhi kya kaha?
Raman: Yahi ki tum roz colgate se brush karti ho.
Ishita: Nahi. Uske baad.
Raman: yahi ki aise hi bateesi dikhati rahi to doosre tooth paste brands ka ghata ho jayega.
Ishita: Matlab...aap...meri...smile...ki tariff...kar rahe the? Ayyoo Murgan! APP NE...THE GREAT RAVAN KUMAR NE MERIII TARIF KI! Huh...Aaj ki date likh lo...isse din pe history bani thi ek second pehle.
Raman: Bas bas itna udne ki zaroorat nahi hai. Ab zameen pe aajao. Aur...m-m-maine tumahari koyi tariff nahi ki. Tumhe to khud chudail bhi dekhegi to dar jayegi.
Ishita: HAHAHA! Very funny.
Ishita replied sarcastically. Ravan Kumar kahin ke! Khabhi nahi sudhar sakte. But he did appreciate her smile unknowingly although he will never admit it. There was a brief second where both their eyes locked with each other's. Maybe it wasn't for long but in that brief eye lock both their eyes spoke volumes. For just a moment Raman let his guard down and drowned himself in her eyes. All that pain, all the suffering, all the tragedy forgotten just...for a moment...He let himself go...
Ishita saw the shift in his eyes and suddenly it was as if she was looking into a hidden soul. He never let this side of him show itself. He always had that Ravan-Kumar-mask-on-his-face. But today it looked like he wanted to let go...willingly. And she saw something surprising in his eyes. Hope. Hope for a future. Hope for a new beginning. And maybe even hope for finding..love again. Although she wasn't exactly sure about her last assumption but knowing that it was there and he did have another side to him after all reassured her that life with him wouldn't be easy infact it would be a complicated as a bunch of strings tied together but knowing that he did care...didn't make it look that complicated. After all nobody is perfect.
And just like that both of them snapped out of their trance as they had reached the car. Raman gently placed Ishita on the front seat and took the driver's seat himself.
He drove quickly to avoid any awkward conversation and Ishita busied herself in capturing the view outside to avoid the awkwardness as well.
As the car screeched to a halt in front of the Mayur Vihar Building both of them heaved a sigh of relief and got out of the car.
Raman seeing that Ishita was still struggling to walk moved forward to support her again but Ishita stopped him.
Ishita: It's okay. Mein chal loongi.
Raman: Are you sure?
Ishita: yeah. I'll manage.
Raman: Tikhe. Mujhe ek urgent meeting ke liye jaana hai so I might be late for dinner.
Ishita: Okay. Bye.
Just as Ishita turned around to walk up the steps Raman's voice turned her around.
Raman: Aur suno. Umm...Apne pairon par kuch cream ya balm laga lena.
Saying that Raman zoomed off towards his destination with a certain calmness taking over his senses. He had a feeling this meeting was going to be excellent!
Though it wasn't a big thing but just that short statement made her smile the third time today. This man could never fail to surprise her at the most unexpected moments in life. Prand!
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