prop OSthon thread #2 completed 12 os - Page 36

can't imagine this ever happening on our screens unlike some of your other works so this was a real treat. The word play was wonderful. Ivangaluku wait panni wait panni naangathaan paithiyam aga porom... but this was wonderful.😊

pg 26: OSJ

pg 47: Shavi, Suni, Veeann, Sulochana

sorry for the delays 😳

Thanks a lot dear...glad u liked it...😊

Thanks dear...😊

It was drizzling outside. She woke up to a beautiful Sunday morning with the noise of rain drops falling in the balcony.

She stretched her hands and then moved close towards him. Placing herself partially over him; Good morning Raman she said in the most sensuous tone.

Raman: Sone do na yaar neend aa rahi hai...na raat ko sone deti ho na din mein

(Let me sleep...you don't let me sleep neither at night nor in day)

Ishita: Aap na ravan kumar ke ravan kumar hi rahoge...kitne pyaar se utha rahi thi main par aapko khadus banke hi jawab dena hain...aur aap mujhe blame kar rahe ho na sone dene ke liye...raat bar aap jagate ho mujhe

(You will always be ravan kumar. I was waking you up with so much love but you are being rude. And it is you who does not let me sleep and keep me awake the whole night)

Raman: Acha sorry baba subah subah muh mat phulao...chalo main wapis sota hoon...tum wapis pyaar se jagao

(Fine don't be angry early in the morning. I will sleep again and you awake me again)

Ishita: heheh kuch bhi Raman wapis sota hoon...aap uth chuke ho dikh raha hai mujhe

(Let it be. I know you are already awake)

Raman: Main toh uth gaya par tum mere upar se kab uthogi...hato yaar bhaari ho

(I am awake but when will you get off me...get up you are heavy)

Ishita: Ramannn aap na kabhi nahi sudhroge...lo jaa rahi hoon main

(You will never change. I am going)

But before she could get up, he pulled her over him completely this time and captured her lips in no time.

After fulfilling their need of an early morning kiss, they finally parted to catch some breath.

Raman: Aise hoti hai good morning...kaha tum bachon ki tarah wish kar rahi thi

(This is how good morning is wished. You wish like kids)

Ishita: Ok baba ab ho gayi na good morning...ab yeh batao ki aaj mujhe kaha leke jaa rahe ho...aaj Sunday hai

(Fine now it is good morning. Tell me where are we going today as it is Sunday)

Raman: Aaj kahin nahi jaa sakte Ishita...mujhe kaam hai

(We can't go out today. I have work)

Ishita: Raman Sunday hai aaj

(It is Sunday Raman)

Raman: Ishita match hai aaj yaar...South Africa versus India...i cannot afford to miss it

(It is match today)

Ishita: Aap match ke liye mujhe mana kar rahe ho

(You are refusing me for a match)

Raman: Sorry but haan Ishita...you know na how much I love matches

(Sorry but yes. Don't you know how much I love matches)

Ishita: thik hai thik hai dekh liya aapka pyaar...pehle aap gaate the "kyunki tum hi ho ab tum hi ho" ab gaate ho "kyunki match hi hai ab match hi hai"

(Fine I saw your love)

Raman: Stop sulking yaar Ishita...hum shaam ko chalenge na kahin...Sunday har 7 din baad aata hai...match kabhi kabhi aata hai

(We will go out in evening. Sunday comes every week but match does not)

Ishita: Fine enjoy your match...main jaa rahi hoon

(I am leaving)

She angrily got up from him and bed and started to leave the room. She stopped near the door hearing his voice and smiled expecting a sorry or an early morning pampering session from him.

Raman: Arre suno toh

(Hey listen)

Ishita: Kya Raman...boliye

(What Raman)

Raman: Ishita woh mujhe kuch kehna tha

(I want to say something)

Ishita: Haan kahiye na

(Speak up)

She was now smiling wide thinking what romantic Raman could say to make up for the mood spoilt

Raman: Aaj please pakode bana dogi...bas ek badhiya si chai pakode aur mera match...ahaaa maza aa jaega

(Please cook cutlets today. Cutlets, tea and match would be good to enjoy)

Ishita: Pakode...aapko yeh kehna tha

(Cutlets, you wanted to say this)

Raman: Haan tumne kya socha

(Yes. What you thought)

Ishita: Fine with me...bana dungi pakode

(I will cook)

She said angrily and left the room.

Raman: Hadd hai yaar...pagal hai kya madrasan...pakode maange toh itna gussa ho gayi...beta Raman kuch aur maanga hota toh aaj tere haath paer tod deti...bach ke reh tu

(Is she mad. I only asked for cutlets and she got so angry. If I would have asked for something else she would have killed me. I better be careful)

She angrily came to the kitchen and started talking to herself while doing random tasks at the kitchen.

Ishita: Yeh Raman bhi na...pata nahi kya samajhte hain khud ko...maine socha tha aaj bahar jayenge breakfast lunch sab bahar par nahi...ab talo Ishita pakode itni garmi mein...nahi nahi Raman waise bhi humesha kahan kuch demand karte hain...bana hi deti hoon pakode...Ek kaam karti hoon pehle pakode hi bana leti hoon baad mein hi nahaungi.

(Raman is so rude. I had thought of going out and having lunch breakfast but no. he wants me to cook cutlets in such hot weather) (No, Raman is not so demanding. He rarely asks for something. I will happily cook for him first and then bath)

She then took out the gram flour (besan) from the cupboard and poured some of it in a vessel. She then chopped some vegetables needed for the pakode and arranged other things.

Raman seeing this from far smiled seeing his wife engrossed in fulfilling his demand so lovingly. He then proceeded towards Ishita who was now about to grind some chutney to go along with the pakodas.

Raman: Ander toh bada gussa kar rahi thi...ab utne hi pyaar se pakode bana rahi ho...itne mood swings ka raaz kya hai madam

(You were so cranky in the room and now you cooking with so much love. What is the secret behind such random mood swings?)

Ishita: Bas aise hi...pyaar aa gaya aap par

(Just like that. I feel love for you suddenly)

Raman: Sorry Ishita I know you must have planned something for Sunday...chalo ek kaam karo chodo yeh sab...hum bahar chalte hain match main baad mein dekh lunga repeat telecast mein

(Lets go out. I will watch the repeat telecast of the match)

Ishita: Nahi Raman...i know match ka maza live hi aata hai...aap enjoy karo match...main bhi match hi dekhti hoon na aaj aapke saath...kya pata mujhe bhi maza aane lage

(No Raman. I know match's real fun is in seeing it live. You enjoy the match. I will also try watching it and who knows I too start enjoying it)

Raman: Wah meri madrasan...teri inhi baaton ka toh main deewana hoon

(Wow my madrasan. This is why I love you)

Ishita: hehhe ab apni deewangi rokiye aur naha lijiye jaldi se warna aapka match shuru ho jaega...main tab tak pakode talti hoon

(Leave your madness now and have a bath or else your match might start. In the meantime I will fry some cutlets)

Raman: no let me help you

Ishita: Nahi Raman I will do...aap jaake nahalo

(I will do you go and bath)

Raman: Nahi main toh help karunga

(No I will help)

He came forward, rested his head on her shoulder and wrapped his hands around her waist.

Ishita: Aise help karenge aap

(This is how you will help)

Raman: Haan tum apna kaam karo main apna kaam kar raha hoon

(You do your work. I am doing mine)

Ishita dipped a piece of vegetable in the besan paste and left the mixture in the pan to fry the pakode.

At the same time, Raman dipped his hand in the besan paste and applied it on Ishita's forehead.

Ishita: Raman aap yeh kya kar rahe ho

(Raman what are you doing)

Raman: Tum apna kaam karo na...itni chapad chapad kyun kar rahi ho

(You do your own work. why are you blabbering so much)

Saying this, he applied some more besan paste on her cheeks. Ishita could not do anything much to revolt as her hands were full of besan.

Ishita: Raman main aapko keh rahi hoon bas karo...maine haath dhoye na ek baar phir aapko chodungi nahi

(Raman I am warning you. Once I wash my hands, I will not spare you)

Raman: Maine kab kaha ki mujhe chodo

(When did I ask you to spare me)

Raman again dipped his hands in besan and brought his hand down coloring her chin and neck yellow.

Ishita: Ramannn

Ignoring her moans he dragged his hand down applying besan on her cleavage.

Ishita: Raman please bas karo na...kapde kharab ho rahe hain

(Raman please stop. My clothes are getting dirty)

Raman: kapde...tumhe aise moment mein kapdo ki padi hai...aur waise bhi what you are wearing is mine

(You are concerned about clothes at this moment. Anyways what you are wearing is mine)

Saying so, he opened the buttons of her shirt or rather his shirt that she was wearing and caressed his hand down from her sensitive part of the body to her navel and around her waist.

Unable to handle anymore, she turned herself and hugged him. With the collision of their bodies, the besan from her body got applied on his chest partially.

Raman: Acha aise badla le rahi ho

(This is how you are revenging on me)

Ishita: tit for tat Mr. Bhalla...aapne mujhe ganda kiya na ab bhugto

(You messed me up. Now bear it)

Raman: I don't mind such revenges Mrs. Bhalla

Ishita: hehhee ab aapko match ke liye late nahi ho raha hai

(Aren't you getting late for the match now)

Raman: Oops...dekha all your fault...tum subah subah aise seduce karogi toh bechara sant aadmi kya karega

(When you are seducing me this way early in the morning what would a saint man do)

Ishita: Hawww maine kya kiya...khud hi aapko apni tapasya bhang karane ka shauk chadha tha

(When did I do anything. You yourself are eager to end your sainthood)

Raman: Oh ho...one liners...seekh rahi ho mujhse

(You are learning one liners from me)

Ishita: Haan seekhna toh banta hai na...anyways ab chodo mujhe...aapne ganda kar diya...main nahake aati hoon

(I ought to learn. Anyways leave me. You messed me up. I will have to take a bath)

Raman: Pehle main nahaunga...match shuru hone wala hai

(First I will have a bath. Match is about to start)

Ishita: Nahi Raman...aapne yeh sab kiya na...ab aap wait karo pehle main nahaungi

(No Raman. You did all this. Now you wait until I am done)

Raman: Ishita samjho na yaar...match ki starting miss nahi karni mujhe

(Ishita try understanding. I don't want to miss the match starting)

Ishita: I don't care

Raman: Acha suno I have an idea...time kam hai kaam jyada...lets share the shower

(Ok listen I have an idea. We have more work and less time)

Ishita: Chiii no Raman

Raman: Chiii...abhi batata hoon chiii

(Let me show you)

In no time, he picked her up in his arms and made his way to the bathroom.

She did try to resist initially for the sake of formality but soon gave up enjoying the early morning romance.

Soon both shrugged off whatever little clothes they had on their bodies and came under the shower. The cold water seemed red hot to their bodies because of the heat generating inside them.

Both helped each other in cleaning the besan from their bodies. With each touch of his, she continued to go weak. She knew if he touched her once more then it would not end here. The desires in her kept rising high with every touch of his.

His condition was no less. He desperately needed her NOW. There was an immediate need to consume her that very moment but before he could proceed, she brought him out of his thoughts.

Ishita: Aiyo murugan

(Oh God)

Raman: Ab kya hua

(What is it now)

Ishita: Raman woh gas par pakode toh jal gaye honge

(The cutlets must have been burnt by now)

Raman: Jalne do...you come here

(Let them burn)

No Raman, she said pushed him off a little and went out of the bathroom wearing her bathrobe. He only cursed his demand for pakodas that moment. But knowing that she would not come back to continue what they were doing, he too came out and got ready to enjoy the match. That's the least he deserved.

Ishita came out, threw off the burnt pakodas and made fresh edible pakodas.

She then went to change, got herself ready and proceeded to the hall with pakodas where the match had already started.

Ishita: Yeh lijiye aapke garma garam pakode

(Have. Hot cutlets are ready)

Raman: Pakode se garma garam bhi kuch mil sakta tha only if you...

(I could have got something hotter than cutlets only if you didn't)

Ishita: Raman aap bhi na...match enjoy kijiye aur pakode khaiye

(Raman let it be. you enjoy the match and have cutlets)

Raman: As if I have any other option

Ishita: hehhehehe

Raman: No actually I have an option

Ishita: Option...aapko match nahi dekhna hai kya

(What option. Don't you want to see the match)

Raman: ofcourse Dekhna hai but use aur interesting banane ka ek idea mila

(Ofcourse I want to but I have an idea to make it even more interesting)

Ishita: Aur woh kya

(And what it is)

Raman: Dekho tumhe match mein koi khaas interest toh hai nahi...beech beech mein chapad chapad karke mera aur dimag khaogi...is se better hai mere idea ko maano...tum thoda busy rahogi

(See you anyways don't like the match so you will keep blabbering in between and disturb me. it is better that you get busy with my idea)

Ishita: Par idea toh batao

(But tell me the idea)

Raman: let's share the pakodas

Ishita: Matlab

(What)

Raman: Dekho india ki batting hai...jab bhi 4 ya 6 hoga we will share a pakoda

(See India is batting. Whenever it is a 4 or 6 run we will share a cutlet)

Ishita: hadd hai aadha aadha baant ke kya khaana...itne saare pakode hain...ek aap khao ek main khaati hoon

(What is the need to share half cutlet. We have enough of them to have complete one cutlet)

Raman: Arre o meri mote dimag wali madrasan...sun toh...let me show you the demo

(My dumb madrasan...listen to me)

Raman then placed a pakoda in her mouth leaving it half outside. Then he moved ahead and put the left out pakoda in his mouth. Both chewed it and when it finished, both attacked each other's lips.

After a long kiss they finally parted to catch some fresh air.

Raman: This is how you share a pakoda

Ishita: Well ok...i don't mind this type of sharing...waise bhi Amma told me sharing is caring

(Anyways Amma told me sharing is caring)

Raman: wah meri madrasan bold ho gayi hai...amma ne bhi kya kamaal ka sikha ke bheja hai tujhe

(Good my bold madrasan. Amma sent you with good teachings)

And they both laughed.

The rest of the match was seen enjoying the pakoda romance. Raman didn't know if he was happy about the match going on in the TV or the match that he was playing here with his wife. When it usually takes a maximum of half an hour to gorge some pakodas for normal humans, they spent like forever to finish those pakodas.

She literally shouted seeing her lips after the long pakoda session they had and blamed him for her state.

Raman: Sorry baby...you only wanted a romantic Sunday...that was the least I could do between the match...to be continued tonight.

He winked and left while she only blushed recalling their pakoda romance.

in ishra land...

dek liya aapka pyar...phele tu hi hoo khehte ab tho match hi match hain...lol...

madrasan one liners achse seek rahi hain..good improvmnt...

mera raman ka dushman ban chuki hoon...uska loving making session pe pani phek diya...

besan romnce was nice...

ishu wearing raman's shirt...haye...

raman ka idea acha hain kam samaym aur kaam jyada... nice shower romnce...

enjoying match with sharing pakoda and lip locks...lovely...i hop all will see match lik this only aftr reading this...

sharing is caring and u dont mind this type of sharing... some thng ishu's amma tought vch is useful to raman...

ishu complaing him abt her lips and raman's naughty answer...hw cute and lovable it is...

the best dialouge was muje kuch aur hot milta sakta tha bt tum tho pakode de rahi hoon...

romance ki romnace aur match ki match...