Pyar Ki Love Story | Short Stories | 1st Book |

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(Oh, army officer has started repairing A.C too?)

"Come in." Leaving the doorway, Iman invite him in

She took him to her room

"Woh raha A.C... Waise toh theek hi Hai bas cooling nahi Kar rahi... toh tum dekh lo Kya kharab Hai," she knew Dabir could do nothing about it. But if he wanted to embarrass himself then let it be

(There is the A.C.. it is working but not cooling.. so check that out.)

"Kuch chair ya table milega..." Dabir has also made his mind to impress her all over again

(Can I get a chair or table something?..)

"Wait... Here..." Iman pulled the chair from dressing table and gave him

"Jab ho jayega toh bula Lena, main garmi mein kaisi rahungi isliye living room mein ja rahi Hoon." Dabir was still setting the chair properly when Iman told him and left the room. Behind her, Dabir's mouth was left hanged opened

(I won't able to stay here in this heat. So, I'm going to living room, call me when you are done with it.)

"Yeh sahi Hai, Na haal na chaal, nahi coffee aur na hi chai pucha." He mumbled to himself

(That's great! Neither she asked about me nor she offered any tea or coffee.)

"Koi baat nahi, Dabir. college time pe bhi bohot ghomaya Tha isne tumhe lekin na toh tumne us waqt haar nahi aur na hi ab manoge." He convinced himself as he stand on the chair with a screwdriver in his hand, he was still mumbling while loosing the screw to open the front of the A.C.

(It's okay, Dabir. In college time she has showed you attitude too but neither you give up that time nor you'll give up this time.)

Unknown to him, Iman heard him while standing on the doorway, never in her life she imagined this all were running in his mind

"Yeh sab karne se Kya mil jayega tumhe?" Making her voice stern, she asked which made him startled, as the front of the a.c fall in his hand which he managed not to drop on floor. But, the dust on his face made cough a little

(What will you get from this?)

Iman took a step toward him but then hold herself

"Kyu Kar rahe ho yeh sab, Dabir?" She made herself believe that she doesn't care and she wanted Dabir to believe too

(Why are you doing this, Dabir?)

"Tumhare pyar ke liye, humare pyaar ke liye. I want you to know this time I won't give up on my love." Dabir got done from chair, putting the front of A.C on table, he said

(I'm doing this for your love, for us.)

"Kuch to sharm karo, Dabir, ab humari age nahi Hai yeh sab baatei'n karne ki."

(Have some shame, Dabir. We are not in the age of for these stupid things.)

"Yeh sirf baatei'n nahi jazbaat hain mere."

(It's not stupid things, it's my feelings.)

"Apne jazbaat apne pass hi rakho, mujhe nahi chahiye."

(Have your feelings to your ownself, I don't need it.)

"Woh waqt aur Tha woh baat aur thi..." Turning her head to other side, she said. Holding back the tears to come in her eyes

(It was a different situation and time in our college days...)

"Lekin main aaj bhi wahi hoon aur Meri feelings bhi. Kya tumhare Dil mein mere liye ab kuch nahi Hai?" She couldn't also see the tears in Dabir eyes