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Hey whats up people...still fighting with my assignments,and got bored so thought of writing a story...hum sab bahut serious ho jaate hai shraman ko lekar! Chalo ek mazedar si predictable love story ho jaye... Writing in so much hurry, so please overlook the typos! So let's get started!
Lawyer
"Oye preeta, jaldi kar, lunch log dopeher ko karte hai raat ko nahin...zubaan jitni hath bhi chala le... "
"bass ho hi gaya... Adhe ghante mein sab taiyar ho jayega.. Waise Sumo.. Aaj tera para kuch zyada hi chada hai kyun... ."
I didnt bother to answer! By the way.. Preeto was right! Today I was totally in a foul mood! So it's better not to answer!
After delivering the lunch boxes to the offices, I sat in my ambassador, feeling dead tired! My phone rang...
"Suman beta... Woh 'Boheme' mein tujhse milne ayega... Thik 6 baaje... Plwase jaake mille usse! "
" 'Boheme' maa woh to vasant vihar mein hai...pura ulta padega... "
"Tu kaunsa paidal jategi... Chali jana... Milne... "
" Par maaa woh lawyer hai... " didn't know why... I was always very afraid of lawyers since my childhood! Now this fear had become dislike. I always felt, lawyers were some grumpy looking creatures who were created only to brawl!
"Haan to... Lawyers ke kya sing hote hai... Bekar ki bakbak mat kar... Chali jana.. ".
Okay.. This was the reason of my foul mood! Maa broke this news to me at the breakfast table, that someone was willing to meet me from past one week, was my father's friend's son! And of course was worthy to get married! She tried to tell me his name, but I wasn't interested so she put the card in my bag! I took it out to see the name!
S. Malhotra, Dphil in criminology , Oxford university.
"Banda Oxford ka hai... To mujhse kyun milna chahta hai! Aur naam to pura lukhna chahiye tha... S. Malhotra! Kuch bhi... Aur aj kal kya sabka naam S. Malhotra hi hota hai...ek yeh hai... Aur ek Shravan.. Phone karo to uthata bhi nahin... Idiot, khadoos! "
Yes, Shravan, this was another and foremost reason of my horrible mood! Shravan Malhotra, my best friend!We were neighbors.. Even We used to go to same school. We used to be together all the time! But his father got transferred from Delhi, to Jharkhand when we were in 10th standard! I was really devastated, and then I realised, he was not only my friend, I was in love with him.
But as time passed, we lost touch! Suddenly after 10 years he had called me, and all the faded memories of him revived! And with this my love for him alse had revived! Now we were talking to each other everyday, and night since last month.
I dialed his number again... This time he answered... "Bol Sumo... Kya baat hai... Itne saare miss calls... Koi mar gaya kya! "
"Nahin ab tak toh nahi par marne wala hai.. ."
"Haan!! Matlab? "
"Mujhse milne aaj ek ladka aa raha hai... To aaj to woh mere hath se marega! "
"Kyun... "
Fine! He out of the world, asking kyun! Pagal... Itma bhi nahin samajhta ki main tujhse... I thought!
"Arreee bol bhi.. Kyunnn? "
"Mujhe woh pasand nahin... " I pouted!
"Kaise... Ru to mila hi nahin ab tak... " he sounded really surprised.!
"Milne ki zarooeat bhi nahin.. Woh lawyerr hai... "
"Toh...lawyer hai to achcha hai... Burai kya hai... Isme... "
"Burai usme. Nahin tujhme hai... Nasamajh" I murmured under my breath,
"Kyaa... Sunai nehi de raha hai.. Zor se bol.. "
"Kuch nahin... Der ho rahi hai mujhe... Baad mein baat karti hoon! "
I reached at Boheme on time. "Let's see yeh lawyer punctual hai ya nahin! " I murmured!
"Are you Ms Suman Tiwari? " a suited man asked!
"Yes"..
"Come with me mam...this way.. " I followed him!
There he was! Though I didn't like lawyers much, still I had to admit, he was really really handsome! He was absorbed in his phone, oblivious to the fact, that the girls sitting next to his table were checking him out!
"Sir... Your guest is here... "
He looked at me... And his eyes... His light brown eyes... No no I was not supposed to find him attractive, I should remember, I hate lawyers and I love my Shravan!
"Hello... " he stood up...I was astounded to see his height...he was tall very tall... He helped me to sit... Hmmm chivalrous!
"Hello.."
"So,... Let's order something... " in his english accent! Again I had to admit, his deep husky voice with this english accent, he could sweep off any girl's feet!
But I hate lawyers, and I love Shravan!
"Hum yahan khane to nahin aaye hai... " I taunted!
He seemed a liitle taken aback.. "Nahin... Woh to nahin... "
"To fir, let's come to the point... " I said.
"Hmm... But you didn't even, ask me... My name... " he said in a confused voice.
"Actually see, I am really not interested... So I think, agar hum dono ko sath rehena hi nahin hai to... Yeh naam janke hum kya karenge... "
He seemed hurt!
"Aur may I know the reason... "
"I don't like lawyers! " I tried to be a little soft!
But to my surprise, he laughed! "That's a lame excuse!"
"Lame... You find it lame... " again my irritation caught me up!
"No.. I mean, I thought, shaadi karne ke liye, sabse zaroorat hai ek dusre ko samajhna.. I mean mental compatibility! "
I didn't know what to say.. Actually he sounded right... But nope... I hate lawyers...
"Haan lekin hum dono ka mental compatibility ka sawal hi nahin uthta... "
"Aur yeh tum kaise keh sakti ho...aur ab to mein janna chahungi ki tumhe lawyers kyun pasand nahin.. .. "
"Kyunki unka koi bharosa nahin... "
"Matlab... "
"Haan... Jhoot ko sach bahut asani se convert kar dete hain... "
"Sab nahin hote hai aise... "
"Haan.. Aur agar aapka kabhi extra marital affair hua to... Aap to asani se jhoot bolenge mujhe... "
"Extra marital affair... Hoga hi.. Aisa aapko kyun lagta hai... "
"Aap itne handsome hai.. Aapka kya bharosa... " I said, without thinking..
He arched his eyebrow... And he was totally amused!
"Nahin I mean... " and I didn't know how to cover up... "...mujhe aap logo ka yeh kala kaua wala look nahin pasand... " I didn't know what I was saying, but whatever it was, he was enjoying...
"Aap janti hai hum black gown kyun pehente hai... "
"Uska reason bhi hai... " now I was really surprised!
He nodded...
"Hmmm... It was believed that black gowns gives a degree of anonymity to judges and lawyers. It brings out discipline among us and gives us the confidence to fight for justice."
"Wow... " I was truly impressed!
But I hate lawyers.
"But I am still not clear, why you hate lawyers! "
"Ab to main bhi clear nahin hoon! " I murmured!
"What?"
"Nothing.."
"So... "
That's it... "Woh actually I love somebody else! " I had to say..
He looked angry!
"Then aapko yahan aana nahin chahiye tha... "
"Main aana bhi nahin chahti thi... Maa ne zabardasti veja... " I explained.
"Hmmm then this is a valid reason..." he pressed his lips into a thin line, as if he was solving a hard math problem. "Aap dinner karengi mere saath... Actually yeh my friend's place... Aur itne der se baiyhe huye hai hum toh kuch order dena padega! And it's already 8.30 so dinner kar lete hai... If you don't mind... "
What...8.30...it was already dhai ghante... My god! "Okay... " I said.
We ordered our food!
"So... Aapne, apne maa papa ko nahin bataya aap ke pyaar ke baremein? " he asked!
"Maa papa... Pehele uss idiot ko toh bolun... "
Now he was shocked! "What woh janta bhi nahin... "
"Batane ka waqt hi nahin mila.. "
Then I told him about Shravan, our friendship, how he left and now again how he had become so important for me... But I carefully avoided saying Shravan's name. Kya pata maa papa ko hi bol de..tab to band baj jayegi meri.
"Hmmm... Interesting... So may see his photograph..aakhir pata toh chale kiske liye aap mujhe reject kar rahi hai... "
"I don't have his photo... " I mumbled!
"Matlab, he is your childhood friend right? Phir bhi photo nahin hai.. ."
"Nahin... Usne ab tak veja nahin... Actually bass ek hi mahina hua hai na ...baat kar rahe hai hum! " I tried to explain..
"To facebook, twitter kahin pe toh hoga... " his lawyer mind was working overtime.
"Nahin... I asked... But he said.. He doesn't have any... Aur he doesn't like this social networking...usse utna waqt bhi nahin milta... Teacher hai na bachchon ke sath time nikal jata hai... Aur jharkhand mein jahan woh reheta hai.. Wahan signal bhi nahin aata utna... " I mumbled! My own explanation sounded weird to my own ears.
"Woh teacher hai America ka president nahin hai... Waqt nahin milta matlab..aur jharkhand mein signal nahin hai... Aisa kaunsa mangal grah mein hai jharkhand.jo signal nahin aata... Chahta to photo vej sakta tha.. .. Mujhe to lagta hai aapka friend fraud hai... "
"Oyyeee hellooo... Main yahan tumhare sath dinner kya karne lagi, tum toh mere Shravan k baremein kuch bhi bol rahe ho... " I fumed.
He looked at me.. There was something in his eyes... "Unka naam Shravan hai... "
"Haan toh... "
"Kuch nahin... Khana khaye.. ."
After dinner, we came outside... I didn't talk to him... I was very angry,
I sat into my car, but it didn't start... ."Chalu ho jaa meri maa... Is waqt dhoka na de... "
"Main drop kar doon... Waise bhi raat kaafi ho chuki hai... Aur itne raat ko yeh safe bhi nahin hai... Aur it's already 10.30...mechanic bhi nahin milega"
"Koi zaroorat nahin hai.. Main chali jaungi..."
"Please don't be stubborn... Main mete dost ko keh deta hoon.. Woh kal thik kaeake aapke ghar vej dega... " he begged!
I knew he was right... So reluctantly I agreed.
"Waise aap kaafi possessive hai Shravan ko leke... " he smiled.
I didn't answer.
Meanwhile we reached home.
"Thank you... Byee" I said.
"Hmmm actually yahan tak aya hoon to uncle aunty se mil loon. Uske baad chala jaunga.. " he said.
What could I say... Except for okay. Yeh to gale hi pad gaya!
I pressed the door bell! "Suman beta aa gayi... " papa opened the door...
"Arreee tum bhi... Aao aao... Beta... "
"Namaste uncle... "
"Namaste beta, ghar mein sab kaise hai.. Tumhare aunty ko bulata hoon... Priyaaa... Dekho kaun aaya hai... "
I rolled my eyes and tried to escaped this lovable moment of their!
I was just about to enter my room, maa said, "Arreee beta... Aao aao... " then she looked at me and said, "tu kahan ja rahi hai... Bahar baith... "
"Maa mein... " I was very tired, and I wanted to talk to Shravan!
"Kya hai... Shravan kya sochega... "
"Kuch nahin sochega... " wait a minute... What did she say, Shravan... I turned,...
"Haan Shravan, arreee tera bachpan ka dost.. .tu pehchan nahin paayi... " this time maa rolled her eyes!
"Maa... Shravan to... " I looked at him, and he winked!
"Chal... Statue ban ke kyun khadi hai... " maa dragged me towards him..
"Kitna lamba ho gaya hai na... Aur handsome bhi... Ramnath ne jab bola ki tu wapas aa raha hai London se, aur usne Suman ka hath maang liya tere liye... Main pata nahin sakta kitni khusi hui mujhe! " papa blabbered!
I was still standing there flabbergasted! Agar yeh Shravan hai to jharkhand mein... No no...I took out my phone and dialled his number.
His phone rang! He looked at it, and instatly he looked at my eyes... My eyes brimming with tears, angry tears... How could he... How could he do this to me... I ran into my room.
"Sumooo sumooo" he came after me...
"Sumo... Please let me explain please... "
"What Shravan... Itna bada jhoot... Jharkhand, school sab kuch..aur main yahan pagal tumpe bharosa... " I sobbed...
"Sumo please... Dekho... Mujhe... Uncle aunty ne pehele hi bata diya tha... Ki tumhe lawyers nahin pasand.. Aur main bass tumhe khona nahin chahta tha... Sumo... Jaise tum mujhse bachpan se pyaar karti ho... Main bhi bachpan se tumhe chahta hoon... Main... In 10 saalon mein bahut baar socha ki tumhe phone karoon... Par darr ta tha... Agar tum mujhe reject kar doto... Main... In 10saloon mein maine sirf yehi socha ki tum aur main ek sath... Sumooo please... Isiliye main yahan aya... Ki tumse shaadi kar sakun.. Tumhare sath zindegi bita sakun..."
"Shut up... Jhoot mat bolo...tumne kyun nahin bola jab hum dinner kar rahein the... Haan aur apne hi baare mein ulta sidha bol rahe the... "
"Woh tum barbar mere Shravan mere Shravan bol rahe the to mujhe bahut achcha lag raha tha... Isiliye... " he scratched his head...
"Shravannn" I grabbed a pillow and threw at him...
"Sumooo... Please... Maaf kar do please na sumooo" he pleaded holding his ears,
"Hmmm ..." I smiled... "par yeh mat samajhna ki main tumse shaadi karungi, I still don't like lawyers and... " without letting me finish, he pulled me by my hand and picked me up in a bone crushing hug, whispering into my ears, "Tu aur tera lame excuses! Kuch karna padega iska... "
So that's it... I know its very much predictable! But still wrote it. Tell me whether you liked it... Or not! Will be waiting to know!
Ps: any lawyers out there, don't be angry, it was written only with the purpose to entertain! My father himself is a lawyer!
Anupamaa
