Saathiya

CHP 3 :- Kinda Endcounter

I said sternly to him. He looked at me up & down. Disgusting man.

"Oh ladki tum zayada bol Rahi ho..maine Jaan muj kar unko tokkar nhi marahai hai...woh toh maire bike ke saamne aagayi khud he" He literally
said unbothered that lady was just crossing the road and this guy without even seeing just carelessly drove his bike in height speed.

"Kya bola tumne ? Inki galti hai hello mister galti tumhari hai yaha pe..tumne apni bike high speed mai chala hi ye jabh ki yaha clearly ek board laga hai ki high speed drive allowed nhi hai" I said as I pointed towards the board indicating that.

"Aur abhe sidhe sidhe inn dadi ko sorry bolo apni galti ke liye" I said as I pointed my finger at him. But audacity of that guy he just smirked back in return and said.

"Nhi bola toh kya kar logi huh ? Mai nhi boluga iss budi ko sorry"

I was going to say when that dadi said. "Beti jaane do..mai theek hu..aise logo se muh lag ke fayda nhi hai"

I turn to her and said. "Nhi dadi..aise logo ko agar aise he jaane Diya toh inn logo ko dada giri zayda hojati hai"

I turned to that mannerless guy and said. "Sorry bolo unnhai wahar na Mai---" he cut me off and said. "Warna kya ? Kya kar logi tum huh ? Muje inn logo se pit waho gi ?" He said pointing towards the crowd. "Mai nhi darta inn logo se samji tum"

I greeted my teeth in anger he is getting on my nerves now.

"Tumhe pit ne ke liye mai kaafi hu samje"

"Huh tum pithogi muje ? Tum ladki ho"
He mocked me.

Grabbing the water bottle I throw the remaining water on his face. I heard multiple gasps at my sudden action. He gasped loudly. "I hope this water helps you to clear your arrogance"

He glared at me and said. "Tumari himat kaise hue Aisa karni ki ? Tumari toh" He said and raised his hand to slap me but I was quick enough to grab his wrist and slapped him across his face making his face turn on the right side and taking this chance I throw him on the ground and folding his hands behind his back. I heard multiple gasps and cheering from small children.

"Abhe bolo unhe sorry" I said as I pressed his wrist in more painful way.
He groaned. "Nhi boluga mai" Damn his audacity but I am also Paro Agarwal.

"Bolna toh padega tujhe saale" I said

"Hay Radhe maaf karna" I thought as I cursed then made him groaned more in pain while tightly holding his wrist and pressing my 1 inch heel on his back.

Fashion can be dangerous too.

"Bol nhi toh--" I warned and this time he finally give up. "H-Haa..bol Raha hu..maaji maaf kardo muje please"

"Thik se" I again warned.

"Maaf kardo maaji..mujhe apni galti ka ahsaas ho Gaya hai..mai agli baar see bike speed mai nhi chala hu ga" He said and I released him and he quickly ran from there making me scoffed. I heard clapping sounds I looked around only to see people looking at me with a wide smile. I smiled back shyly then walked towards that dadi and helped her to stand up. People around us started walking away.

"Thank you beti..tune Aaj ek budi ko help bhas nhi ki par inn jaise bike speed mai chala ne walo ko bhee ek sabhk sikhaya hai" She said while culping my face.

I smiled. "Muje aapki help kar ke accha laga dadi..aur aise logo ko toh sabhk (lesson) milna he chahiye"

"Humesha khush raho beti" She said as she patted my head softly. I smiled back widely. "Aapne abhe muje aashirwad de Diya bhas mai khush le lugi" She laughed listening to me and we bid our byes as mumma & Chachi were calling me.