Pred – 4
Riddhima looks back at him, completely nonplussed at his question and his tone.
Ri: Main kahan thi? Ghar pe, aur kahan! Lekin tum kahan the … itni der kyun lag gayi? Dinner pe bhi nahin aaye? Hum sab tumhari wait kar rahe the!
It is Armaan's turn to be surprised.
Ar: Ghar pe? Dinner?
Rid: haan … Papa ne Dr. Modi ko ghar pe dinner ke liye bulaya tha. Dr. Modi ne kaha ki tum thode late ho jaoge, isliye main unke saath aa gayi. Unko ghar ka raasta bhi nahin pata tha. Vaise bhi, maa abhi bhi vapas nahin aayi hai, so mujhe tayyari karni thi.
Ar (a little reassured, but still far from happy): lekin tum mujhe bata nahin sakti thi ki tum jaa rahi ho? Aur phone kyun nahin uthaya …. Kitni baar phone kiya …
Rid (puzzled): Dr. Modi ne tumhe bataya nahin ki voh ghar pe dinner ke liye aa rahe hain? I thought tum samajh jaoge ki main vapas aa gayi. Aur agar mera mobile nahin laga, to tumne ghar pe phone kyun nahin kiya?
Ar (annoyed): mujhe kya pata ki tumhara Modi ghar aa raha hai?! Usne kuch nahin kaha … usne to mujhe teen ghante ka extra kaam pakda diya … aur main tumhe batane aaya … to dekha ki tum uss Modi ke saath …
He stops suddenly. He hadn't really meant to tell her that he had seen her going off with Modi – now he's feeling a little foolish at all the strange thoughts that had been coming into his head. Riddhima looks at him, a little puzzled again.
Rid: Lekin Rahul … Muskaan … Atul … kisise se to tumne baat ki hogi. Sab yahan the … sirf tum nahin the.
Armaan thinks back over the evening … he had gone into the ward to complete the files … had not seen the others leave … so he had got no clue about the dinner. And he had been so engrossed in wondering why Riddhima had gone with Abhimanyu, that he hadn't even thought of checking with one of the others. He says slowly, a suspicion entering his mind …
Ar: Nahin, main kisi se nahin mila.
Rid (still a little puzzled): Lekin, Armaan, agar tumhe pata tha ki main Abhimanyu ke saath gayi … to tum itna pareshan kyun the?
Armaan keeps quiet. Riddhima looks at him, and then understands slowly what he was thinking. A small smile comes onto her face, as she realizes he was jealous.
Rid: ohhh … to tum soch rahe the … ki main Abhimanyu ke saath date par jaa rahi thi? Hmmm … Not a bad idea …
He turns to her, forgetting his suspicions, his annoyance rising again.
Ar: Not a bad idea??? Riddhima, kya matlab hai tumhara? Tum us … uss bandar ke saath date par jaogi? Aur yeh "Abhimanyu" kab se ban gaya … huh?
Rid (pretends to think very seriously, but her lips twitch with the effort to hold back her smile): Dekho, Armaan, tum to mujhe date par le jaate nahin ho. Ek baar le gaye … to hum jail pahunch gaye! Ab main bhi ladki hun … mujhe bhi shauk hai ki main bahar jaun, ek handsome boyfriend ke saath … romantic candlelit dinner ke liye …
Armaan holds her tightly by the arms, and pulls her close to him, getting more and more worked up at her teasing.
Ar: Riddhima … main tumhara boyfriend hun … jahan bhi jaana hai to mere saath jaogi! Aur voh bandar tumhe handsome lagta hai??!! Tum uske aas paas bhi gayi … to main …
She looks at him, her smile growing, teasing.
Rid (softly): to tum … kya …?
Ar (still in a temper): main … (he sees her smile and stops … his face changes …
He holds her closer to him.)
Ar (now his tone is suddenly as soft as hers): Bataun … ki main kya karunga …?
She looks at him, her heart beating faster … her smile fades as she sees the expression on his face. Slowly he bends his head towards her … when he is just a hair's breadth away, blushing, she dips her head and hides her face in his shoulder.
With one hand, he slowly lifts her hair and pushes it to one side. He whispers into her ear …
Ar: main uska kachumar bana dunga … aur … tumhe …
She smiles into his shoulder. He holds her even tighter.
Rid (very softly): aur … mujhe …?
Ar (still whispering into her ear): aur … tumhe apni baahon mein kass kar bandh lunga … taaki tum mujhse door kabhi nahin jaa sako … Uss bandar ke paas to bilkul nahin …
She chuckles softly and raises her face slightly to whisper back into his ear … Idea achcha hai … lekin …
He lifts his head to look at her, now smiling back.
Ar: lekin … kya?
She grins mischievously at him.
Rid: Maine to tumhe 30 second diye the … Niki ka haath pakadne ke liye … to tum mujhe …
He pulls her back close to him.
Ar (half joking, but very fiercely): ek second bhi nahin …
His arms tighten impossibly around her … her arms steal around his neck … they hold each other as closely as they had done in the fire escape so many months ago, but this time … they both know what they're doing … and why …
His hands clench on her clothes, her hand buried in his hair, her other hand holding a fistful of his shirt. He pushes her hair aside and kisses her neck, moving to her cheek, her temple, her ear … in turn, she kisses his neck softly and her touch nearly drives him over the edge. He holds her tighter still, pressing her close to him, his hands roaming her back. She gives a soft gasp – he lifts his head to look at her, then he bends again to kiss her just at the corner of her mouth …
Asmaani rang ho … pyaar ki boond ho ….
Roshni ho … dhoop ho …
Chahaton ki goonj ho …
Aankhon mein hai … kanak chandni … haathon mein voh chaand hai …
Gairon se bhi hai vaasta … apnon mein pehchan hai ….
Saaya tera … mera aashra … tu mera armaan hai …
Anjali's voice rings out from inside … Ridzi …? Where are you?
Riddhima pulls herself from Armaan's arms, her hand going to her mouth as she returns to reality. They stare at each other for a long moment … then, blushing deeply, she turns and runs back inside the house.
Armaan looks after her, his pounding heart slowly settling into a more normal rhythm. Then, as he recovers, a very small smile plays on his lips. He looks up at the sky, runs his hands through his hair, then walks slowly towards the house, in a far better mood than the one in which he had entered the gate.
Riddhima looks back at him, completely nonplussed at his question and his tone.
Ri: Main kahan thi? Ghar pe, aur kahan! Lekin tum kahan the … itni der kyun lag gayi? Dinner pe bhi nahin aaye? Hum sab tumhari wait kar rahe the!
It is Armaan's turn to be surprised.
Ar: Ghar pe? Dinner?
Rid: haan … Papa ne Dr. Modi ko ghar pe dinner ke liye bulaya tha. Dr. Modi ne kaha ki tum thode late ho jaoge, isliye main unke saath aa gayi. Unko ghar ka raasta bhi nahin pata tha. Vaise bhi, maa abhi bhi vapas nahin aayi hai, so mujhe tayyari karni thi.
Ar (a little reassured, but still far from happy): lekin tum mujhe bata nahin sakti thi ki tum jaa rahi ho? Aur phone kyun nahin uthaya …. Kitni baar phone kiya …
Rid (puzzled): Dr. Modi ne tumhe bataya nahin ki voh ghar pe dinner ke liye aa rahe hain? I thought tum samajh jaoge ki main vapas aa gayi. Aur agar mera mobile nahin laga, to tumne ghar pe phone kyun nahin kiya?
Ar (annoyed): mujhe kya pata ki tumhara Modi ghar aa raha hai?! Usne kuch nahin kaha … usne to mujhe teen ghante ka extra kaam pakda diya … aur main tumhe batane aaya … to dekha ki tum uss Modi ke saath …
He stops suddenly. He hadn't really meant to tell her that he had seen her going off with Modi – now he's feeling a little foolish at all the strange thoughts that had been coming into his head. Riddhima looks at him, a little puzzled again.
Rid: Lekin Rahul … Muskaan … Atul … kisise se to tumne baat ki hogi. Sab yahan the … sirf tum nahin the.
Armaan thinks back over the evening … he had gone into the ward to complete the files … had not seen the others leave … so he had got no clue about the dinner. And he had been so engrossed in wondering why Riddhima had gone with Abhimanyu, that he hadn't even thought of checking with one of the others. He says slowly, a suspicion entering his mind …
Ar: Nahin, main kisi se nahin mila.
Rid (still a little puzzled): Lekin, Armaan, agar tumhe pata tha ki main Abhimanyu ke saath gayi … to tum itna pareshan kyun the?
Armaan keeps quiet. Riddhima looks at him, and then understands slowly what he was thinking. A small smile comes onto her face, as she realizes he was jealous.
Rid: ohhh … to tum soch rahe the … ki main Abhimanyu ke saath date par jaa rahi thi? Hmmm … Not a bad idea …
He turns to her, forgetting his suspicions, his annoyance rising again.
Ar: Not a bad idea??? Riddhima, kya matlab hai tumhara? Tum us … uss bandar ke saath date par jaogi? Aur yeh "Abhimanyu" kab se ban gaya … huh?
Rid (pretends to think very seriously, but her lips twitch with the effort to hold back her smile): Dekho, Armaan, tum to mujhe date par le jaate nahin ho. Ek baar le gaye … to hum jail pahunch gaye! Ab main bhi ladki hun … mujhe bhi shauk hai ki main bahar jaun, ek handsome boyfriend ke saath … romantic candlelit dinner ke liye …
Armaan holds her tightly by the arms, and pulls her close to him, getting more and more worked up at her teasing.
Ar: Riddhima … main tumhara boyfriend hun … jahan bhi jaana hai to mere saath jaogi! Aur voh bandar tumhe handsome lagta hai??!! Tum uske aas paas bhi gayi … to main …
She looks at him, her smile growing, teasing.
Rid (softly): to tum … kya …?
Ar (still in a temper): main … (he sees her smile and stops … his face changes …
He holds her closer to him.)
Ar (now his tone is suddenly as soft as hers): Bataun … ki main kya karunga …?
She looks at him, her heart beating faster … her smile fades as she sees the expression on his face. Slowly he bends his head towards her … when he is just a hair's breadth away, blushing, she dips her head and hides her face in his shoulder.
With one hand, he slowly lifts her hair and pushes it to one side. He whispers into her ear …
Ar: main uska kachumar bana dunga … aur … tumhe …
She smiles into his shoulder. He holds her even tighter.
Rid (very softly): aur … mujhe …?
Ar (still whispering into her ear): aur … tumhe apni baahon mein kass kar bandh lunga … taaki tum mujhse door kabhi nahin jaa sako … Uss bandar ke paas to bilkul nahin …
She chuckles softly and raises her face slightly to whisper back into his ear … Idea achcha hai … lekin …
He lifts his head to look at her, now smiling back.
Ar: lekin … kya?
She grins mischievously at him.
Rid: Maine to tumhe 30 second diye the … Niki ka haath pakadne ke liye … to tum mujhe …
He pulls her back close to him.
Ar (half joking, but very fiercely): ek second bhi nahin …
His arms tighten impossibly around her … her arms steal around his neck … they hold each other as closely as they had done in the fire escape so many months ago, but this time … they both know what they're doing … and why …
His hands clench on her clothes, her hand buried in his hair, her other hand holding a fistful of his shirt. He pushes her hair aside and kisses her neck, moving to her cheek, her temple, her ear … in turn, she kisses his neck softly and her touch nearly drives him over the edge. He holds her tighter still, pressing her close to him, his hands roaming her back. She gives a soft gasp – he lifts his head to look at her, then he bends again to kiss her just at the corner of her mouth …
Asmaani rang ho … pyaar ki boond ho ….
Roshni ho … dhoop ho …
Chahaton ki goonj ho …
Aankhon mein hai … kanak chandni … haathon mein voh chaand hai …
Gairon se bhi hai vaasta … apnon mein pehchan hai ….
Saaya tera … mera aashra … tu mera armaan hai …
Anjali's voice rings out from inside … Ridzi …? Where are you?
Riddhima pulls herself from Armaan's arms, her hand going to her mouth as she returns to reality. They stare at each other for a long moment … then, blushing deeply, she turns and runs back inside the house.
Armaan looks after her, his pounding heart slowly settling into a more normal rhythm. Then, as he recovers, a very small smile plays on his lips. He looks up at the sky, runs his hands through his hair, then walks slowly towards the house, in a far better mood than the one in which he had entered the gate.
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