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PART:-2
Diya smiles and sit in front chair of Raman ...she removes her scarf and sunglasses...Raman close the cabin door...
Raman:- hmmm hamesha to aap mujhse secretly hamare purane adde par milti hai...aaj yun mere office me aapko dar nhi laga...
Diya:- jab dil me sukoon na ho tab mujhe waha Jana pasand nhi ...wo ek special jagah hai jaha me sirf tab jati hu jab me bahut khush hoti hu...m
Raman:- iska Matlab aap sirf duniya ko dikhane ke liye khush aur strong hone ka natak karti hai...andar se kamjor hai aap...
Diya:- Kamjor nhi hu me aur me bahut khush hu...aajad hu...
Raman :- par aajadi yun is ac cabin me baith kar celebrate nhi karte aur rhi bat khushi ki to Raman bhalla jiske sath hota hai uska thoda sa bhi gam bht badi khushi me badal jata hai...soo let's go...
Saying this he holds diya's hand and mmaking her stand up from chair...
Diya:- ruko log pehchan lenge mujhe...
Raman:- are to phir pehno wapis apna labada aur sun glasses... ..
First diya came out of cabin ...and drove from the place...soon Raman came out of cabin and leaves from there in his car...
Raman parked his car in nearby hotel and diya picks him up from there and soon they drive out of Mumbai...
Diya soon remove her scarf ,Raman snatches it and about to blow it away with wind but diya stops him...
Diya:- ravan Kumar,mujhe wapis bhi Jana hai...
Raman:- han miss diya oberoy ohh sorry the great miss ishita vishwanathan iyer... Aapki company me mujhe bhi jyada der nhi rahana...wese ye trick thi aapko khadoos businesswoman ishita and boring writer diya se apni jhansi ki rani bnane ke liye...
Ishita:- oh hello what apni...me tumhari kab se hui ...ham yha par sirf khud ke liye hai...poori duniya se alag...aur diya oberoy boring writer nhi hai...is year best seller thi meri book...
Raman:- FYI ham rule tod rhe hai personal life ke bare me bat karke aur tumhari book best seller meri company ke nam ki wajah se hai warna logo ko to ye bhi pata nhi hai ki diya oberoy dikhti kaisi hai...
Ishita:- whatever topic closed.. ...
Raman:- aa gye ham apni manjil par ab utar jao...
Ishita:-yeeepppeee...she climbed down from car...
They were in beautiful small forest...it was a place outside Mumbai...it looked really dense from outside so people not consider to go inside...but after a little walk there was a small beautiful lake...and a cottage surrounded by trees...that cottage actually used only by Raman and ishita ...they used to come on every sunday and spend the whole day there...but today it was an exception that they came here in Saturday evening...
They used to keep Sunday free from all their appointments and parties...even when they were in relationship with someone they used to keep themselves alone on Sunday...until there is some emergency...
Ishita:- Raman do u realize first time ham rat me rukne wale hai yha...
Raman:- kyu tumhe dar lag rha hai mujhse...ki ab tum single ho ready to mingle ho to aath sal bad tum mera fayada uthaogi...
Raman was clearly joking but ishita get a little sad by the mention of word single...
Ishita:- yes I am single...but mere single hone se ham dono ke rishte par koi farak nhi padega...pichhale aath salo se ham yaha milte aa rhe hai...sab se door...poori duniya se alag apne aap ko dhoondhne ...duniya ke liye ham ajanabi hai...par yaha ham sirf do dost hai ...jinki dosti duniya ki nigaho se nhi dekhi ja sakti...ham dono ko ekdusre se koi ummeed koi bandhan nhi hai...ham dono yha sirf apni zindagi ko celebrate karne aate hai...
Raman:- yar ishu tu senti mat ho me majak kar rha tha ...chal ab sab chhodo aaj hme kya karna hai wo dekho...
Ishu:- kya karoge tum mujhe paint karna hai aaj...
Raman:- shut up aaj meri bat suno na...tum na bread butter ready karke rakho me abhi aaya...tum bahar mat aana...
Ishu:- OK boss...
Raman goes outside and prepare something soon he enter inside and blindfold ishu and drag her outside then he removed her blindfold ...ishu get surprised...Raman places small lighings on trees...which got reflected in pond making the view so beautiful...a bonfire on the side and he brought bread and butter and place in on the mat he placed beside bonfire...ishita jumps up in joy...Raman picks up the guitar and start singing...
Dooba dooba rhta hu aanko me Teri
Dilwana ban gya hu me chahat me Teri...
IIshita joins him and continue ...
Ab din gujarte nhi rate kkatti nhi
Teri tasveer se aankhe hatti nhi tu aaja...
They sang few songs together while dance together and they end up laughing and laying on mat...
Ishu:- ye kitna achchha hai na ham apna gala fad fad kar ga sakte hai. ...aur koi padosi aakar hmara gala nhi dabayega...
Raman:- han par Teri aawaj sunkar sher jarur aa jayega...
Ishita hit him on back playfully...
Raman:- kabhi sochha hai tumne ki Jo kam karne ham yha aate hai wo masti ham kisi club me bhi kar sakte hai ...par hme yahi maja aata hai...kyu????
Ishita:-- kyuki ham bahut door hote hai us duniya se un logo se Jo hamari life se Jude hai...Jo har bat par hme judge karte hai...Jo sirf hamara fayada uthate hai apne Matlab ke liye phir kachre ki tarah hame chhod dete hai...
Raman:- hmmm log hote hai matalabi par jis din tum apne aap ko kachra manna chhod dogi us din tumhe sukoon milega...badla lene ka sochhogi to tum usi ke sath phasi rah jaogi par sabak sikhane ka sochhogi tab tum khud ko us se upar paogi...
Ishita shook her head and smiles...
After some random talking and laughing ...they both fell asleep under the sky full of stars...with a smile on their face...
Next morning they wake up due to falling sun rays on them...they wish each other good morning...and listens the soothing sound of birds...
Ishita ran inside and took bowl of grains...and spread it for birds...soon many birds came and they both enjoy the view...
Raman:- so aaj ka kya plan hai poora din hai hamare pas kuch interesting karte hai...
Ishita:-kya kare??????
Raman :- tumne kabhi village dekha hai...
Ishita:- han bahar se dekha hai...me khud chennai ke pas ek chhote se town se aayi thi...aiyooo yad hai tumhe hamari first meeting...
Raman:- kabhi life me nhi bhool nhi sakta...
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FLASHBACK:-
Ishita came pune first time from a small town near chennai...she has completed her mba and got a job here. But when she reached office she got to know that her post is assigned to someone else and she is transferred to Mumbai...she has to report that day itself in Mumbai...ishita was all alone and she didn't know what to do...she took a bus and head to Mumbai...but luck was not with her that day...the bus got punctured in half way...she climbed down the bus walk a little...and ask for little...she stops at a dhaba and she saw that two people who were looking south Indian climbed down from a car...and a handsome man in a loose t shirt and jeans climbed down from driver's seat...and start speaking on phone...
Ishita comes behind the car and try to listen his conversation...
Man:- mihir aaj mene kuch naya karne ka socha mujhe do south Indians mile mene sochha lift de dun...but bad experience wo dono husband wife the aur Tamil me ek dusre se lad rhe the 10 km Tak unhe kaise jhela hai me hi janta hu...isiliye mene decide kiya hai ki me kabhi shadi nhi karunga aur kabhi kisi south Indian ko lift nhi dunga...me ek ghante me Mumbai pahuch ke tujhse bat karta hu...
Raman turns and find ishita staring at him...he was mesmerised by her ...beautiful girl in a white top and blue long skirt...and scarf...
But he compose herself and ask her sternly...
Raman:- kya hai kyu ghoor rhi ho...
Ishita stammered by his sudden rude question and ask nervously...
Ishita:- lift chahiye...Mumbai Tak...
Raman :- tum chor to nhi ho na beech me mera khoon to nhi karogi...
Ishita:- meri shakal aapko chhor jaisi dikhti hai????
Raman:- nhi par suna hai aajkal khoobsoorat ladkiyan bhole bhale ladko ko loot leti hai ...tumhara nam kya hai????
Ishita was about to say her name but she remember his words and look around there was a poster of diya Mirza and give oberoy movie...she stammered and say diya...
Raman :- diya ke aage kya surname...
Ishita:- o..oberoy..
Raman:- chalo theek hai aajao gadi me...
Ishita:- thanku so much aap koun hai...
Raman:- me Raman Kumar bhalla...
They both get into the car and drive...
Raman:- aap kaha se hai?????
Ishita:- chen...chandighar...
Raman:- oh wow Punjabi ho aap me bhi Punjabi hun...
Ishita smiles...
Raman ask her why she is going to Mumbai and ishita explains him...
Ishita was very tired so she close her eyes...suddenly Raman see that her Id card half peeping out from bag...it has the name ishita vishwanathan iyer in it...Raman frowned and he belive that ishita is a theif...
He watch sleeping ishita and thinks...:- ddikhne me kitni bholi hai ye madrasan ,par dekho man me chor bhara hai...
Raman sprinkle water on her with his bottle...ishita wakes up with jerk...
Ishita:- what are u doing..???
Raman:- me tumhara nam bhool gya nam batana apna???
Ishita:- bataya tha na diya oberoy...
Raman:- ye wala nhi asli wala...miss madrasan...
Ishita:- wo wo kya bol rhe ho tum??
Raman:- ye dekho tumhara id card ...tum mujhe lootne aayi ho me tumhe police station le jata hu...
Ishita start crying hearing police' s name...
Me chor nhi hu ...sobs...aapne bola tha aap madrasi ko lift nhi denge...sobs...meri job chali jayegi me late ho gyi to...sobs...
Raman panicks seeing her like that and wipe her tears...
Raman:- are baba mat ro...mujhe kya pata tha...aur tumne meri bat kyu suni me chhod dunga...jaldi se ro mat...
But ishita didn't stop and continue crying...
Raman lean and give a light kiss on her right cheek tasting her tears...she stop suddenly and look with wide eyes at him...he again lean and peck her left cheek...she was too shocked to react...Raman doesn't wait and start the car...rest journey was a silent affair...ishita continuously touching her cheeks and hiding her blush...and Raman was just smiling slightly...soon they reached her office...
Ishita thanked him and say bye...
Raman says " bye mat bolo ho sakta hai ki phir kabhi kahi mil jaye...aur han tum bahut lucky ho Raman Kumar bhalla bht special ladkiyon ko hi kiss karta hai madrasan...
Ishita:- ravan Kumar...madrasiyon ko kam mat samjho ...aaj to mujhe jarurat thi warna tumhari khair nhi thi...
Raman :- ohho gadi se utar kar tewar badal gye...madam par lecture mat do bhago me janta hu bht handsome hu me Jane ka man nhi kar rha hhoga...
Ishita murmures ravan Kumar under her breath...and runs inside the office...
Ishita soon completes all the formalities but she was late so an another trainee asked to inform her about company rules...
She turn and see a tall handsome guy came to her...
Guy:- hi ! I am rahul khanna nice to meet you...
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...wese ek bat to pakki hai tumhe agar wo rahul nhi mila hota to ek affair to mere sath kar hi leti tum...
Ishita:- oh please tumhari tarah nhi hu me I am only one man's woman...
Raman:- par ab to tumhara one man bhag gya ab kya zindagi bhar single rhogi...
Ishita:- han rhungi jab Tak mujhe koi sachchha pyar karne wala insan na mil jaye ...jisse pyar jatane ke liye mujhe extra efforts nhi lagane pade...khud par khud mere dil ki bat us Tak pahuch jaye...aur jitna pyar me usse karu utna hi wo bhi mujh se kare...
Raman:- ohhho tum apni ye dreamy romantic batein novel ke liye chhod do...aur chalo yaha pas me ek village hai waha ghoom ke aaten hai...
Ishita:- par kisi ne hame pehchan liya to???
Raman :- I have an idea...
Precape :- Raman ishita do masti in village... More past revelations...
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