I gave him an angry look and pulled his ear brutally. He screamed
"Pagal... Chor"
"Kia bola? Nai chorun GI pehle btao k Kia hoa hai”
"Ajeeb blackmailing hai. Kan choro btata hon " he said giving up and freed his ear from my grip. I patted his shoulder mummering ‘good boy’
"yar wo…” he stopped and sighed. Then pointed his finger towards me and said,”dekho tum mera Mazak na urana. Masla hai is lie bta rha hon wrna na btata… thek hai?”
“aisa kia kr dia hai tumne… Astaghfar…. Acha sorry. Btao bat nai urati Mazak.”
Abhi sirf mujhe bat se mtlb hai
He took a deep breath, looked here and there suspiciously and started
“yar mujhe tehreem achi lagti hai, balke pasand krta hon mae use bht zyada or use btana bhi chahta hon k mae uske sath sincere hon .. likin..” he said all in one breath and I looked at him, shocked. And right after three seconds, I busted into fits of laughter
“yaaarrr tumne kaha tha tum Mazak nai urao gi”
“O My Lord jerry mujhe laga bta nai kia kr dia hai tumne jo pareshan ho” I said controlling my laugher. He made a rondi surat and I couldn’t help myself and pulled his cheek.
“toh bta do na use kia masla hai. Waise ye bat toh mae shuru se janti thi”
“haaannn jaise wo isi intezar mae hai. Mae kahon ga or wo bus ro de gi k ‘haye jerry mae taras gai thi ye sunne k lie’ and happy ending…. Jooti lagae gi wo mujhe ek” he said
“nai lagati yar… zyada se zyada mana kr de gi but jooti nai lagae gi” I said with fake innocence and he gave me a deadly gaze.
“moo acha na ho toh bat hi achi kr lete hain kam se kam”
“acha.. toh pir kia kron”
“koi hal btao yar kaise baton use. Tum larki ho is lie puch rha hon wrna apne paon pe kulhari marne ka koi shoq nai hai mujhe”
“simple bta do yar kon sa mushkil kam hai. Mard bano”
“tum ban jao mard or btao kaise bat kron us se”
"acha chlo ek kam krte hain” i said and got up. He followed
I made him stand in front of me and said
“smjho tum tehreem ho or mae jerry. Thek hai… ab mae tumhe propose kroon ga tehreem okay?” I acted at the end and he facepalmed.
I tried two to three dialogues but nothing worked. After every line we ended up laughing.
“tum se toh na… kuch bhi na ho paye ga. Sari meri personality ki wat laga di hai” he said giving up.
“bai itni fake acting kon kr skta hai. dekho tum tehreem se pyar krte ho. Tum jb uske samne jao ge na toh khudi emotions aen ge, expressions aen ge or words bhi ahi jaen ge” I stated dramatically.
“bibi pyar hoa hai mujhe likin is ka ye mtlb nai hai k mujh mae novel ka koi character agea hai. Ajeeb item ho tum bhi”
“bhar mae jao tum. Ek toh madad kr rhi hon uper se baten bhi suno janab ki. Wah ... jao or APNA MASLA KHUD SULJAO “ I said folding my arms on my torso acting like I don’t give any sh*t to these men.
Feminist u know
I was about to leave when he held my hand and stopped me.
“acha suno” he said and I looked at my invisible watch in my wrist showing ‘say it already I don’t have time’
“okay.. ahm ahm” he cleared his throat and continued “mujhe tumse kuch kehna hai” he held my other hand too.
Hain...
“dekho… mae bht soch smjh k tumse ye bat krne aya hon or tum bhi plz meri bat aram se sunna” he added looking into my eyes and I bit my inner lip to control my laughter.
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