Shivi: Shubh Mangal Savdhan.

6. Rock Paper Scissor.

They reached Somnath by afternoon and arrived at their hotel. Both tired from a long journey decided to skip lunch and straight away went for a power nap. Raavi came out after freshening up and saw Shiva lying on the bed diagonally. 

Raavi: Shiva tu change karle, nind achi ayegi.

Shiva: Nahi, me esse hi thik hu. Tu sirif apna dekh.

Raavi: Tu jaa na change karle, tujhe sach me acha lagega. She tried to convince him.

Shiva: Dekh, abhi ladne ki taqat nahi hai, tu chup chap sooja aur mujhe bhi soone de.

Raavi: Thik hai, toh tu abhi ke liye sofa par sooja. Travel karne ke wajah se meri pith dukh rahi hai. Me sofe par nahi soo sakti.

Shiva: Ha jesse me toh private jet se yahan aaya hu na, meri bhi pith dukh rahi hai. Tu abhi udhar sooja raat ko bed par soo jana. 

Raavi: Shiva, ab tu faltu ki zidd mat kar, me achese request kar rahi hu na? Thodi der ke liye sone de na bed par.

Shiva: Oyee nautanki, apni request ka aachaar banna aur majje se kha le, me nahi uthne wala! 

Raavi: Thik hai, tujhe request samajh nahi aati toh koi baat nahi. Hum fair and square decide karte hai kon kidhar soyega. 

Shiva: Matlab?

Raavi: ROCK PAPER SICSSOR! 

Shiva: Hum abhi bachhe nahi rahe, apne ye faltu ideas apne pass hi rakha kar.

Raavi: Kyu tu dar gaya ?

Shiva: Dar aur tujhse? Apna dimag Jamnagar me bhul aayi hai kya?

Raavi: Nahi, lekin Jamnagar se purani wali Raavi ko lekar aayi hu jo apne haq ki ladaai karna janti hai. Ab tu challenge accept kar raha hai ya esse hi haar maan lega?

Shiva: Shiva Pandya na kissi se darta hai aur nahi kabhi haar manta hai. Chal teri tasaali ke liye ye bhi kar lete hai, lekin agar me jeet gaya toh apna rona dhona shuru mat kar dena, tujhe pehle hi warn kar raha hu.

Raavi: Challenge accepted, hum best of three karte hai. 

Both settled on the bed and played the first round and Raavi won. She jumped as if she had won some massive lottery. Shiva held her hand and bought her back to bed. They went ahead with the second round and this time, Shiva won. He simply smirked at her. The final round started while exchanging some intense looks from both the sides. Raavi looked a lot like her old self and Shiva was somewhat relieved to see her this way. Raavi opted for scissors quite confidently and Shiva changed his fist from Rock to Paper to appreciate her efforts to get back in life. Raavi jumped again and smiled like a three year old. She pointed her hands towards the sofa indicating Shiva to leave the bed. He rolled his eyes at her antics and simply went ahead to sleep on sofa. They slept tight for few hours but got interrupted by repetitive door bells. Raavi woke up to attend the door while Shiva struggled to open his eyes.

Raavi: Krish, tu achanak yahan kesse? Raavi said in surprised and happy tone.

Krish: Arey yaar, ghar pe itna bore ho raha tha, toh socha tum logo se hi milne aa jao aur  ye bhi check kar lu ki donno abhi tak zinda ho ya koi bagwan ko pyara ho gaya? 

Raavi: Aate ke sath hi bakwas shuru kar di, chal andar aa. 

Shiva: Oyee chipkali, ab kya darwaje se bhi chipake rahegi? Kon aaya hai?

Krish: Tera bhai aaya hai, teri kher khabar lene, lekin tujhe yun sofe par soota dekh, teri dur-dasha saaf dikhayi de rahi hai. Dekho toh kesse mera sher jessa bhai, bilkul chuhe ki tarah kone me pada huya hai.  Krish managed to hold his laughter.