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Being dragged in, in full bridal attire, was Gauri...
The instant Annika saw this, her blood boiled. Whereas, Shivaay was just going to un-fasten the rope that was around his hands to strangle Ajay for his insolence . But, the wink that Gauri passed to them told another story altogether.
May be some plan was there. May be the Dilwala of this Dulhaniya was here.
Annika had noticed Shivaay anger watching Ajay with his eyes-spitting fire even after Gauri's sign of assurance. Now, she was sure why Omkara called him The Great Wall of Shivaay. But, yeahhh, where was Om ?? Gauri could not be so confident without any strong base.
"Pandit ko bulao.", Annika was brought back in this world by Ajay's words which were dripping with enthusiasm.
"Haanji..ji. Main aa gya.", the Pandit said in a stuttering voice.
The people in the hall gaped at him making the Pandit conscious about his get-up.
With a glimpse at him, Gauri along with the Rudra-Chubby duo slapped their hands against their heads. Annika tried to do the same but ended up hitting Shivaay as her hands got tangled in the loosely wound rope. Shivaay looked at Annika irritated by her action and rolled his eyes at Omkara's intelligence. Omkara should stop interacting to Rudra for atleast a few weeks.
What Omkara had done made Gauri pestered beyond measure. What was with his Sardaar-look obsesssion ?Atleast, he should be aware that Hindu Pandits don't sport a Turban.
She had somehow managed to call Omkara, to inform him about Ajay's kartoot and asked him to come for the rescue. But here, it looked as if he was more interested in getting caught and marrying her off to Ajay. Gauri mentally whined at the thought itself.
"Arre. Sardaar Pandit.", one of the lady in the shaadi pointed out.
It was the exact moment when Omkara realised his mistake. He closed his eyes in frustration for his idiocy. He had forgot to remove the turban which he was using in his earlier plan for entering the wedding to stall it but then he met Khanna and whole plan changed.
But, Omkara knew this wasn't the worst. The worst was yet to come i.e. dealing with the Dulha.
"Toh Bhai... tu Pandit hai...Tu Pandit hai ya Sardaar hai ??.", Ajay said in a threatening tone.
"Haan Ji. Woh-woh-woh kya hai na...", Omkara stammered. He wished he had learnt to lie atleast it could have saved him at the present moment.
"Woh .. ji... mere papa pandit the ji aur mummy Sardarni. Aur meri Mummy ko bachpan mein main baht-baht cute- haan - cute lagta , iss pagdi mein... toh unhone mere baal kabhi katne hi nahi diye.", Omkara finally explained, uttering the first lie of his lif
Freeing his hands from the rope, Shivaay literally face-palmed. He hadn't expected this from him. Now, his decision of keeping him away from Rudra strengthed.
On the other hand, Annika whistled happily at her friend's achievement.
This made Shivaay twist his face in displeasure and wondered what exactly made him fall in love with her. But wait.. Love? From where and when did it exactly came. But yes, he loved the girl who was completely opposite to him.
What seemed non-sense to Shivaay looked quite convincing to Ajay. He nodded and asked the pandit to start with the pheras as he didn't wanted any delay in the marriage.
He was so occupied by the thoughts of his marriage with Gauri that he had totally forgotten Shivaay and Annika along with the two man which he had appointed to look after.
Everyone had took there seats on the mandap. Omkara had mept mantras of marriage as inaudible as they could be. He wished no one should understand that he was speaking some Urdu- Shaayari words ending it '-am' to give the words disguise of Sanskrit language.
Each passing second looked like a millennium from him. Omkara wished to kill Khanna for his delay in bringing the cops. If he was forced to chant the mantras for few minutes more, he would be caught for sure as he had already taken much time.
Bored by the silent mantras , Chubby and Rudra were sleeping on their respective chairs whereas Annika was sleeping with her head on Shivaay's shoulder.
Shivaay had noticed her with such a proximity long after the kiss that they shared. Her pouty lips caught his attention again but he averted his eyes swiftly doubting his course of action if he kept on looking at her.
Totally done with the Urdu mantras, as Omkara was about to get-up and dare to make Ajay's bride run-away with him, a feminine voice caught his or rather everyone's attention.
" Yehh shaadi nahi ho sakti..."
A bulky lady entered the hall, traditionally dressed in a ghaghra-choli with a long ghunghat.
Every eye turned towards the lady as she marched towards the mandap.
" Kyun nahi ho sakti yeh shaadi?", a voice from the crowd asked.
" Kyunki inki shaadi humse ho chuki hai... yeh mere pati hain", the ghunghat-wali lady replied pointing towards the groom.
Stepping down the mandap, she went straight to Ajay's father and started crying loudly in frint of him, narrating him her sob-story.
Ajay looked completely clueless about this. He was negating every word of the girl.
While he was busy in proving his innocence in front of his orthodox father and the tamancha lying somewhere in oblivion, Shivaay quickly woke-up sleepy Annika, Rudra along with Chubby. Gauri-Omkara too slipped away from the mandap and headed towards the main door.
The crowd of the shaadi was engrossed in receiving their daily quota of entertainment.
In front of the main door, they fortunately found a jeep, with keys.
As the sound of ignition of jeep reached Khanna' ears, he lifted his ghoongat and screamed in the top of his voice, "Rukiye Sir jee, main bhi hoon..."
Ajay was too shicked to react. He had just got a mild-heart attack after finding that there was a man under the ghunghat. Gauri, his man and his favourite tamancha took a back seat in his mind and what revolved were the giggles of the baaratis. After all, he was the one who was fooled in the whole scenario.
"Sir jee... Rukiye... main bhi hoon.", Khanna spoke once again but startled Shivaay had already heard him. Today, Khanna had made him proud.
When Khanna was getting into the jeep, Rudra stuck his tongue to Ajay. This action of indignation brought Ajay out of his trance and he ordered his men to follow them.
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Within few minutes the whole toli reached the railway station as it was the fastest way to reach Mumbai. And, they were fortunate enough to find the train to Mumbai on the platform itself.
"Main train mein travel nahi karoonga.", Shivaay was back in Shivaay Singh Oberoi avataar.
"Aapko bhi abhi hi mazaak karna hai. Ab aapke liye kya hawai-jahaaz manwaaon.", Annika spoke irritated by his stupidity at that moment of time. Any time Ajay was going to barge there along with his men and this man was showing Nakhre-Noor-Jahan-Ke.
"Nopes. I am not going to travel by train at any cost.", he again stated adamantly.
By the time, everyone had board the train asking Annika to handle Shivaay as he was same to her when it came to his zidd.
Suddenly, the siren of the rang across the station and train started moving slowly.
"Let's have a deal.", she spoke panicking after seeing the movement of the train.
"What kind of deal exactly??", Shivaay asked.
" You board the train along with us and I will give you anything you will ask for in return??", she tried to change his mind.
"Anything ??", he confirmed looking into her eyes.
"Yeahh anything.", said Annika averted her eyes as the desire in them was hard to handle.
He smiled at his effect on her and climbed up the train and offered his hand for help. Annika made a face, pushed him and got on the train, which was going to speed up.
She peeped outside only to find Ajay and his men just entering the station. But, they were going to remain empty handed as the train had picked-up speed.
As she turned away from the door, she found Shivaay in front of her grinning like an idoit.
"Now complete the deal. Give me what I want?? ", Shivaay reminded her.
"What do you want??", she asked looking at everything except him.
"KISS", Shivaay's reply made Annika's eyes go wide.
"CHEAPD...",
Before she could complete her word she was taken into seething kiss.
As they broke apart, Shivaay whispered in her ears, " I LOVE YOU, ANNIKA".
As a consequence the blush on Annika's cheek turned into darker hues of crimson. "I LOVE YOU TOO, SHIVAAY", she said placing a cute kiss on his cheek, accepting and replying back to his proposal.
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THE END
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Note-1: Kindly ignore typing errors and grammatical errors too.
Note-2: I am not hoping anything as I know how it was. Comedy is just not my forte. Sorry Krishi and Kashish, can't help it.
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