#rajmahal#
Pratap after freshening up entered a room which was in the other direction of his room...
A lady stood there facing her back to pratap, she was wearing a royal saree with her hairs neatly bunned and a pair of diamond earings and a beautiful neckless which was studded with precious stones.. she wore a small nose stud and royal kangan,, with a mediun sized red bindi adorning her forehead.
He heard a small sniffing sound from the woman.
Pratap: Gani kamma.. aunty hansa!
Hansa bai punwar was the maharani of devgarh,, she was very polite, down to earth, understood her family members well she knew about them in and out.. she always loved all her children.. whether it could be her own blood phool, or her sister in law's son jalal, or her best friend's kids pratap and maan.. but no one was that much close to her as her..
Her chain of thoughts were broken by the
She wiped her tears away.. and turned to face pratap..
Hansa: pratap beta aap yaha kya kar rahe hai??
Her kohl filled eyes looked little red and tired and the trail of dried tears showed that she was crying for a long time.
Pratap hurried to hansa as he saw the family album in her hands..
Hansa showed a childhood pic of him and ajabde playing together..
Pratap: hansa aunty..yeh toh humari aur ajab ki photos hai na?
Pratap smiled as he saw the pics reminishing their childhood days..but something caught his attention it was the bandage on ajabde's nape..he caressed those photos.. as a drop of tear fell on the photo
Pratap: aap yaad hai aunty?! Ek baar ajabde ko humare plastic ki talwar se kitna ghera chot lag gayi thi..
Hansa: ha par unka chot dekh kar unse jyada aap ro rahe the..!
Pratap chuckled a little remembering those moments..
Hansa: par shayad niyati bhi humari ajab ko kaal thika manti thi.. issiliye unhe humse cheen liye..
Fresh tears flowed uncontrollably from her eyes...
Pratap: hansa aunty.! Kya aapko bhi lagta hai ki ajabde..
Hansa: nahi beta.. hum yeh kabhi nahi maan sakte ki ajabde ab iss duniya nahi hai.. but humare akele ki maan ne ya na maan ne se sach toh nahi badal jayega na.?? Aur sach yahi hai ki ajabde hum sab ko chod kar chali gayi hai.. uss accident ne humse humara sabkuch cheen liya hai pratap!! Sab kuch!
She sobbed loud this time.
Pratap: nahi aunty hansa.. agar yeh sach bhi hai.. toh hum nahi mante aise sach sach ko..
He took her hands in his.. hum koshish kar rahe hai na?! Dekhiyega.. iss baar hune ajabde zaroor milengi.. i promise!!
Hansa: par pratap.. kaise doondenge aap unhe? Police ke hisaab se toh accident bohot bhayanak huyi thi unhone toh saaf saaf kaha tha ki uss time me jo koi bhi car ke andar hoga uska bachne ka koi chance nahi..! Aur waise bhi unke naam se pata karna toh impossible hai beta.. kyuki aajkal ajabde ka naam toh har koi apne betiyon ko rakhe laga hai..!
Pratap: aapki beti toh bina mule hi sab par apna jaadu chala rahi hai aunty..hum toh iss baat se dar rahe hai.. kahi unke wapas aajane se humari praja hume hi na bhool jaaye..
Hansa: accha ji?!
Saying so she pulled his ears..
Pratap: ahh!! Aunty.. kya kar rahi hai..agar humare maano ko kuch hogaya toh hum aapki beti ki bak bak kaise sun paayenge? Chod dijiyena..
Hansa left hold of him and signed seeing his drama
Hansa: kitne nakre karte hai aap?!
She laughed a little..
Pratap finally felt some relief as he saw her smile heartly.. he then took her hands in his.
Pratap: trust me aunty..! Hum poora yakin hai ki ajabde ko kuch nahi hua hoga.. hum aapse vaada karte hai.. ki hum apni princess ko jald hi doond nikalenge..!
Hansa smiled as she cupped his face and kissed his forehead with lots of affection.
To which pratap smiled and nodded in assurance..
#dance floor#
Ajabde and maan were entering the party hall
Ajabde got changed in one of maan's dress which she felt somewhat comfortable..
They saw phool shouting at soubhagyavati as they rushed to her rescue
Phool was accusing her as she fell down by bumping into soubhagyavati..and which irritated her more was her own guests were laughing on her in her own party and that's because of this stupid butch she thought.
Phool:what the hell you think you're doing? Dikhayi nahi deta kya?? Pata kaha kaha se aajate hai.. bloody down market people!!
Bhago: but it..its your fault.. ! Tumhe bhi dekh kar chalna chahiye tha..but tum toh
Phool: how dare you!!
She was about to slap shoubhagyavati when ajabde held her hand..
Phool struggled hard to free herself from her strong grip in vein..
Ajab: tum apni galti kisi aur par daalogi aur tumhe lagta hai ki koi tumhe kuch nahi bolega?
Phool jerked her hand finally freeing herself from the grip..
Phool:oh just shup up ok!! ha!! Koi kuch nahi kahega hume you know why? Coz i'm the princess of devgarh..! Aur tum kon hoti ho humhe bolne wali??
Maan: phool!!! Yeh humari friend hai.. and don't forget ki yeh yaha par as a guest aayi hai.. so mind your language..!
Phool: maan!! Tum..
Pratap: kya horaha hai yaha?
Her sentence was cut off by pratap as he walked down the stairs from hansa's room..
As he walked to them his eyes by default landed on ajabde who was by now looking at it eyes met..! As they remembered their last encounter in the washroom..
Ajabde was the 1st to break the eyelock..
Pratap: ah.. phool?! Kya hua?!
Phool: pratap!! Dekho na.. inn logon ki galti se meri heels toot gayi pata hai!!
Pratap smirked at ajabde before looking at phool and concluding
Pratap: koi baat nahi sweetheart hum hai na.. he then picked her up in his arms as ajabde's eyes widened and phool smirked at the girls..
Maan signed seeing his brother in disappointment
Maan: chalo ajabde..!
Maan,ajabde and soubhagyavati walked out of the palace as party was getting over and they were leaving for their home..
he was near the steps when his heart skipped a beat hearing the name 'ajabde'
He once thought was it his ajab but then told himself that may be it was not his ajab as hansa's words 'kyuki aajkal ajabde ka naam toh har koi apne betiyon ko rakhe laga hai..!'rang in his mind.. he made phool get down from his arms on the steps and excused himself leaving behind a confused and frustated phool behind..
To Be Continued...
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